CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
KNOX
“Are you hungry, Tesoro?” I ask as we walk inside. The drive home was full of so much sexual tension, I thought she and Carter were going to combust in the backseat.
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and nods.
“Famished,” she says as her eyes slowly move down my body, before then moving up my brother’s.
I toss my keys in a bowl on the entry table, then glance at Carter before returning my gaze to her.
“I want to take you to a different room, but I need you to understand you have a safeword. If there’s anything you don’t want to do, you can say no.”
Heather chews on her bottom lip, only enticing me further.
She releases it and asks, “Will you both touch me?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“Will you both fuck me?”
Carter growls, “Until you can’t remember your own fucking name.”
She tilts her head to the side with a sexy smile on her lips.
“That’s all I need to know.”
Heather stands in front of us in a tiny black skirt, with black thigh high boots, and a white button down blouse tied at the front. She looks like a fucking sinful little treat, and I can’t wait to strip her down and devour her.
Holding my hand out to her, she takes it, and I walk her down to the far end of the house, into my play room. It’ll serve two purposes tonight. I’ll get to enjoy her being fully restrained, and Carter will be able to relax, knowing she can’t touch him.
She walks into the room and looks around. Glancing at the rack of whips, paddles, and riding crops, she turns to me with a serious expression.
“That’s a no. Absolutely the fuck not, Knox. If that’s why you brought me in here-”
I hold my hand up, trying to calm her down, as I notice her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. She’s panicking, which was absolutely not my intent. This room is not about fear but pleasure.
“Tesoro, if you say no, it’s no. I never had any intention of using any of those on you tonight. If I ever do, it’ll be with your consent.”
She glances to the other side of the room, and then stares at me with an arched brow.
“Why are there holes in the bed?”
I step closer to her and place my palm under her chin, tilting her head back.
“Do you trust us, Tesoro? If you don’t, we can’t be in this room. You are not being punished. This is solely about your pleasure. Like last time.”
She lets out a long breath before she says, “I trust you.”
“What’s your safeword?” I ask, while Carter stands off to the side, watching us with a hungry expression.
“Donut,” she whispers.
I slide my hand from her chin, down her throat, and slowly undo the buttons on her shirt. Carter moves behind her and pulls the fabric down her shoulders until it falls to the floor. He unsnaps her bra and pushes it off her shoulders, revealing the most beautiful set of tits I’ve ever seen. She moans softly as Carter places soft kisses on her back. We work together to remove the rest of her clothes. I kneel in front of her and pull her skirt down. He hooks his thumbs into her panties and pulls them to the ground. After undoing the laces on her boots, I remove one, and then the other.
“Oh my God,” she moans with anticipation.
I’m on my knees in front of her, and Carter’s kneeling behind her.
