Another squeal bubbled up when Stone grabbed her and tossed her onto his bed, the mattress cushioning her fall. Her brain kicked in, devising a plan to get away because that was the game, but she didn’t get far before he was on her, straddling her hips and pinning her arms to the bed.
His smile was wickedly sensual.
“Find somethin’ to tie her up with. Check the closet,” Stone told Nico while his heated gaze remained locked on her face.
Her clit pulsed with excitement at the thought of them tying her down. He’d never done that before.
Nico’s voice sounded far away for a moment but then clearer as he returned to the bedroom. “Do you wear these?”
Stone glanced over his shoulder. “Only if I have to.”
“I’m intrigued,” Nico said, appearing at the side of the bed, two neckties dangling from his fingers.
“Silk.” She looked at Stone. “Nice.”
“They’ll look much better on you.” His eyes heated even more.
Then they were testing that theory, tying her hands to the narrow posts on the headboard, stretching her arms wide. When they were done, Stone got off the bed, standing beside Nico as they ogled her.
Fresh heat crashed over her, sending chills skating across her skin, her nipples pebbling, her pussy growing wetter by the second.
“You have a footboard, don’t you?” Stone asked Nico, his tone casual.
“I do.”
“Probably better for this. We’ll have to keep that in mind for next time. For now, we’ll work with what we’ve got.”
Stevie expected them to join her, but Stone clearly had other things in mind because he moved, standing behind Nico, his arms coming around him. She lifted her head to watch Stone raise Nico’s shirt, revealing all those deliciously defined muscles. She watched every second like this was her own personal strip tease as Stone peeled Nico’s clothes from his body.
She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling like she’d run a marathon, but her cardiovascular system only thought it was in chaos. Her heart rate double-timed it when Stone reached around Nico, curling his big fingers around Nico’s cock. He stroked him while he kissed his neck.
Nico moaned and grunted, accepting the pleasure while his eyes caressed her from head to toe again and again.
It was exquisite torture, tied to the bed, forced to endure and not participate.
Stevie was so caught up in the sensual show, she flinched when Nico grunted. She looked up to see Stone fisting Nico’s hair roughly, yanking his head back. Nico’s neck stretched, his chest muscles bunching.
She didn’t hear what Stone whispered in Nico’s ear, but when Stone brought Nico’s head to level once again, his mouth was open, his eyes wide, his features drawn in what looked to be pain. But Nico didn’t pull away, didn’t attempt to stop Stone from manhandling him, shoving him forward, bringing him closer to the bed.
Nico’s movements were jerky as he put his knees on the bed, not fighting as Stone dragged him closer to her.
“Spread your legs, baby,” Stone instructed. “Show me how wet that little pussy is.”
Stevie gasped, spreading her legs because she had no resistance when it came to this man’s dirty commands.
“Look at that.” Stone used his free hand to tease her, dragging his finger through her slickness.
Then he was forcing Nico’s head down, down…
Stevie gasped when she felt Nico’s heated breath on her sensitive flesh.
“Nice and slow,” Stone told Nico. “Don’t make her come, but you have my permission to bring her to the edge.”
When Nico’s tongue lapped at her, she gripped her restraints, holding on for dear life as he tormented her with languid strokes over her clit.
“I could watch that all day,” Stone said, standing beside the bed, stripping off his clothes, making it impossible for Stevie to focus.
Between Nico’s wicked tongue and the intoxicating sight of Stone’s naked body, she was trapped in a blissful state of purgatory, lingering between heaven and hell and never wanting it to end.
