“I see,” Puck said, “Well, luckily, I’m not.”
I laughed as he pulled away.I watched the beam of his flashlight bob around the small space.
“Aha,” he said.More scuffling and then a soft yellow glow flooded the space, bringing immediate relief and a cozy ambience.
“Oh, thank God,” I muttered.
He handed the flashlight back to me and I swung the beam back over the floor.
“Is that a mattress?”
I shone my flashlight on the stained and dusty old mattress spanning half the floor.
“Only the best for you, Oliver.There’s a ratty old loveseat too.”
“Holy shit.That looks like it’s about a hundred years old.The mattress too.”
“I brought some clean blankets from the bunkhouse.”
“Yay?”
He laughed.“Oh, come on.We’re at a fucking ranch, Oliver, not the Four Seasons.Suck it up.”
I raised my eyebrows.“Oh.You’re going to say that to me, are you?Clean mattress or dirty, I fully plan to…suck…it…up.”
I gazed about me, trying not to worry too much about creepy-crawlies and focus on what we’d come here for.The beam of the flashlight landed on a bit of rope coiled in the corner.
“Hmm,” I said.
“What?”
“There’s some rope here,” I said.
“Probably full of spiders,” Puck commented.
“Oh fuck.You’re right.Goddammit.”
Puck lifted his backpack with a grin.“Good thing I brought some, then.”
I blinked.“You brought rope?You broughtyour ownbondage rope?”
“No, Oliver.I just brought rope.Why is it automatically going to be used on me?”
I closed my eyes, the desire inside me brimming over.
“Because,” I said, lips suddenly dry.“Because it’s all I’ve been dreaming about.But if you’re not into it…”
“Oliver, Ibroughtthe fucking rope.”
Had he packed it in his suitcase?Had he anticipated he might have the opportunity for some bondage fun outside of the stables?Or had he gotten it from Kamal?Something told me I didn’t want to know.
Once we had covered the stained surface of the mattress with the soft blankets, the shed felt more civilized and more conducive to a night of unbridled lust.Puck tossed a bundle of black bondage rope onto the mattress.“There you go.Whatever will you do with that, Oliver?”
I let a smile steal over my features.I loved playful Puck.I leaned down and picked up the rope, smoothing it between my fingers and thumbs and regarding Puck contemplatively.
“I won’t be able to decide until you’re naked.”
He grinned and started to take off his clothes while I watched with avid interest.
