“Would you blindfold me now?”
Luke nodded. “Yes,” he said, reaching for the knot of his tie.
She’d asked for it, but he was glad to do it. It was one thing to decide to go ahead with his plan. It was an entirely different thing to watch the pleasure in her eyes when Eric touched her. Sliding the tie from his collar, he turned her so her back faced him and placed the silk over her eyes.
“Hold it for me, sweetheart.”
She held the tie while he snugged it around her head, knotting it in place.
“Too tight?”
She shook her head, and he saw her swallow before she spoke. “No, it’s good.”
“Good,” he said, running his hands up and down her arms.
He stepped close enough so she’d be able to feel his body along the length of hers. When he nuzzled the tender skin behind her ear she relaxed against him, tipping her head to give him better access to her throat. The simple act of her softening for him made him want her that much more. Eric stepped in front of her and Luke felt her go stiff under his hands.
“Easy, cher.” Eric took one of her hands in his and started to slowly unwrap the strand of pearls from around her wrist. When he finished, he brought her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the center of her palm.
She gasped at the contact, and Luke forced his attention away from what his friend was doing to focus on Claire. Closing his eyes, he buried his face in her auburn hair, breathing the spicy floral scent that had invaded every part of his world. He nipped and kissed his way down her neck to scrape his teeth over the pulse point where the pearls wrapped around her.
He opened his eyes to unwind the pearls from her throat and saw that Eric had already freed her other wrist and was working his way to her elbow, laying a trail of kisses up the sensitive skin of her inner arm. When he saw Luke watching him, he smiled up at him, his lips curving against Claire’s skin. Luke couldn’t manage a smile in return, concentrating instead on taking off the other ropes of pearls. He took the strands Eric was holding and laid them all on the dresser with a clacking sound that had Claire flinching where she stood.
Unable to prolong things any longer and not sure why he wanted to, he reached for the catch at the back of Claire’s black pencil skirt, unhooking the small clasp and tugging down the zipper. He paused for a moment to rub his knuckles over the dip at the base of her spine before pushing the skirt over her hips and to the floor.
Eric took her hands in his and helped her step free of the skirt, steadying her in her fuck me heels while Luke reached for the hem of her silk blouse.
“Arms above your head, sweetheart.
Eric let go of her hands and she lifted them in the air. With deliberate slowness Luke raised the blouse inch by inch, letting the silk slide over her skin until it slipped free of her fingertips.
Claire stood in front of them naked except for a few wisps of lingerie and her garter and stockings. Luke knew firsthand how fucking gorgeous she was, but he watched as honest appreciation filled Eric’s eyes. They’d both been with dozens of beautiful women, more than a handful of them together, but there was something about Claire. There was no reason to assume Eric wouldn’t see it and no reason for the anger welling up inside Luke. This had been his idea, why did he want to knock the cat – or more like tiger – licking cream look off his best friend’s face?
Still standing behind her, Luke gripped her arms and guided her gently to the bed. Maybe when she was sprawled out in front of him and he could concentrate on her pleasure, he wouldn’t be so tempted to kill Eric. Taking her hands, Eric helped her climb onto the bed.
“That’s it, cher. Lie back.”
She lost her balance, reaching for Eric to steady herself, and Luke knew what he needed to do. Grabbing the pearls from the dresser he strung two strands together making one long enough to bind Claire’s wrist. He handed the rope of black and gray pearls to Eric and repeated the process with another pair of strands. Making a modified slip knot, he looped the pearls around Claire’s wrist and then tied them snuggly to the frame of the bed while Eric did the same thing on the other side.
When they were finished they stood back to admire their handiwork. Lying on her back with her arms spread wide, she was like a delicious offering. The black lace of her lingerie made a beautiful contrast to her pale skin and the gray pearls were the perfect erotic binding. With the crimson silk of his tie covering her eyes and her red lips parted in invitation, she was so much more than he could have ever imagined. He watched the rise and fall of the glorious swell of her breasts as she breathed through her nerves.
“You are giving us the most delicious gift, cher.”
He was right; even in this Claire was offering herself to him. He only wished he’d been the one to recognize it instead of Eric.
Eric toed off his shoes and socks and unbuttoned his shirt, slipping his belt from his pants with a snap. Luke’s fingers froze on the buttons of his shirt as his friend, wearing nothing but a pair of black slacks slung low on his hips, stalked toward where Claire lay sprawled on the bed.
Luke knew what would happen next. They’d start with her breasts, teasing and suckling her nipples until her skin flushed and her breath came in shallow gasps. When they were sure she was ready, Eric would move down her body, stripping off her panties and positioning himself with his face above her pussy. While Luke continued to suck her nipples, hard enough to bow her body with pleasure, Eric would lick with long steady strokes, dragging his tongue through her swollen sex until she was on the edge of coming. Then pressing two slick fingers against the tight bud of her ass, he’d start to fuck her with his hand, stretching her and getting her ready so he could fuck her with his cock. Luke would take over sucking and biting her clit while Eric drove her over the edge into her first orgasm of the night.
Before she had a chance to catch her breath, Luke would lay on his back and pull her over to straddle him, thrusting up into her tight wet heat, still pulsing from her climax. Holding her hips, he’d anchor her to his cock, draping her body over his. Eric would kneel between their legs and then Luke would have to watch as his friend fucked her ass.
They’d done it so many times before. They easily fell into a push pull rhythm, driving the woman and each other on until the orgasm crashed over them. He couldn’t do it with Claire. He couldn’t share her.
Reaching out, he gripped Eric’s arm in desperation. At least some of his torment must have shown on his face because when his friend turned to look at him, he simply gave him a resigned smile and climbed off the bed. Picking up his shoes and shirt, he left without saying a word. Luke took Eric’s place on the bed and he watched as Claire sucked in a breath. He couldn’t stand the idea that she might be thinking of Eric.
“Look at me, Claire,” he said, pulling the silk from her eyes. “Just me.”
She blinked up at him, her eyes shining, and he brought his mouth crashing down on hers.
