Sienna laughs. Low and a little breathless, and then Adrian's head is between her thighs and the laugh breaks into something else entirely.
Her hands go to the sheets. She's moving, moaning, and I watch her face, the flush rising across her cheekbones, the way her lips part and stay parted.
I need to be closer.
I strip and lie down beside her. She's between me and William now, Adrian between her thighs, I bend and put my mouth to the inside of her breast and feel her heartbeat against my lips, fast and getting faster. Her skin is flushed from her collarbone down. I drag my mouth to the soft underside and she makes a small desperate sound and her hand comes to my hair, pulling me closer.
I press my mouth open against her and she shivers.
Then her hand moves, reaching down for me. I take her hand and guide it and the second she closes around me I have to work very hard to control myself.
From where I'm lying I can see she's also stroking William.
Her sounds are changing. Shorter. Less controlled. I pinch her nipple hard and get my mouth to her ear.
"Come for your men."
And she does.
Full body. The cry she makes is completely open. I press my mouth to her temple and hold her while she shakes.
I sit up. Find my tie on the chair across the room.
When I return to the bed I see Adrian kissing his way up her body. His voice, low and close to her mouth: "You taste so fucking good, Sienna."
I sit beside her. Her eyes come to mine immediately. I make myself ask slowly.
"Do you trust us?"
"Yes." No hesitation. Not even a breath of one.
I press my mouth to her forehead and hold it there. I put my hand on her shoulder and turn her over.
I take my time with the tie. Loop it twice around her wrists behind her back and check the tension with two fingers underneath.
She stays still for me, patient. When I'm satisfied I grip the knot and draw her up to her knees.
I stay behind her for a moment just looking.
Her head drops slightly. Shoulders loose. Open and waiting for whatever comes next and not afraid of it. I run my palm slowly from the back of her neck all the way down her spine and she shudders. I put a hand between her shoulder blades and push her forward. The only thing holding her is my grip on the tie at her wrists.
I align myself and push in. One slow full stroke, all the way, and I stop.
I have to.
I can't move yet. I press my forehead to the back of her shoulder and breathe. She feels so good, and right now every nerve ending I have is on fire. I need a few seconds or this is going to be over before it starts.
"Carter." she asks. "More. Please."
I straighten. Get my left hand to her waist, right hand gripping the tie, and give it to her.
She takes everything I give her. All of it, every stroke, her sounds escalating.
Adrian comes around to the front. "Open up, sweetheart," he says.
She does. No hesitation.
He pushes in slow and her sounds shift, muffled now. Adrian throws his head back and a rough noise comes out of him that he doesn't try to contain. "Christ, Sienna."
