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about anything to get Gabe’s hands back on me.
“Okay,” I tell Brinna.
“Great,” she says quietly. “Let’s get you ready.”
Brinna faces me and stands incredibly close as she reaches
around to unzip my dress. I release a long breath as the zipper comes down and
it falls to the floor. My dress didn’t accommodate a bra and my panties are at
the feet of Venus, so that means … there is nothing under my dress. Brinna takes
a step back, her eyes drink me in from head to toe. She swallows hard and
trails her hands from my shoulders down to my waist.
“You are beautiful, Stevie,” she says. Then slowly, she
turns me around and I’m standing completely naked in front of God only knows
how many beautiful people on the other side of the glass.
Yet, I only care about Gabe’s reaction.
Brinna walks me toward Gabe. Her hands tight on my arms.
“Christ,” he growls. “You look even better than I ever
imagined.”
He stalks toward me, his hands now covering Brinna’s. She’s
behind me and Gabe’s directly in front, so close I can feel the heat coming off
their bodies. Their hands on me, holding me in place, is a comfort. Not to
mention, incredibly erotic.
Gabe’s breathing is back to that deep and raspy rhythm.
That has to be a good sign. He leans in and places a soft kiss on my lips. “I
can’t wait to have you, Stevie. I can’t fucking wait.”
He releases me and allows Brinna to take charge.
“Scoot to the front of the bed,” Brinna says.
I follow her orders, locking my eyes on Gabe’s.
“Back against the headboard and place your hands above your
head,” she says.
I do as she says without hesitation. They are her words, but his commands. I scoot up the leather-covered mattress, my
bottom chilled by the smooth covering. I lift my arms up, my body surging with
want for Gabe. He watches everything and I’m loving his reactions. His burning
gaze, the acceleration in his breathing, the way his hands tense into fists he
sees something he likes.
Brinna now moves up the side of the bed. She takes out
restraints for my hands—more black leather—from her bag and secures me to the
headboard. Things are getting real. My breasts now pushing out to her, my
nipples tightening, sending a flurry of shocks to my core.
I close my eyes, while she gets me in place. When I open
them again, I’m rewarded with Gabe’s handsome face close to mine.
“I’m sure you’re driving everyone out there crazy, Stevie,”
Gabe says, tracing my bound arms with his fingertips. “You look so beautiful.”
Strangely, I feel beautiful.
“Now it’s time to bind your legs,” Brinna says. “Pull your
knees up and spread them.”
I submit, maneuvering my legs just as she’s asked. The cool
breeze blows over my newly-waxed girly bits and it feels so incredibly good I
might lose it before the show even begins.
“Wider,” she tells me.
Oh my God, I’m clenching down there with my legs
open wide for everyone to see. My head spins and I think it just might pop off.
But as the good student, I let my knees fall wide.
My head falls back for a moment and I release another long
breath of hot air, unaware I was holding it in. The buzz of the music on the
other side of the door faint, while the sound of Brinna’s movements echo in my
head. The click of her heels, the scraping of leather as she fastens the
restraints to my ankles, her tiny shallow breaths.
She ties my restraints down, using to these special loops
along the sides of the bed. Then she strokes each leg after making sure
everything is secure. More clenching ensues. God, her hands feel so good on me,
too. I wish I would’ve agreed to let her do more. I wish there were more hands
and lips and tongues on me right now. The want is almost too much to take.
“Gabe?” Brinna looks over to him for approval.
“Perfect,” he says, brushing a hand over her long hair. My
insides flip at his sign of affection with her. He’s so incredibly sexy, yet
still
“Okay,” I tell Brinna.
“Great,” she says quietly. “Let’s get you ready.”
Brinna faces me and stands incredibly close as she reaches
around to unzip my dress. I release a long breath as the zipper comes down and
it falls to the floor. My dress didn’t accommodate a bra and my panties are at
the feet of Venus, so that means … there is nothing under my dress. Brinna takes
a step back, her eyes drink me in from head to toe. She swallows hard and
trails her hands from my shoulders down to my waist.
“You are beautiful, Stevie,” she says. Then slowly, she
turns me around and I’m standing completely naked in front of God only knows
how many beautiful people on the other side of the glass.
Yet, I only care about Gabe’s reaction.
Brinna walks me toward Gabe. Her hands tight on my arms.
“Christ,” he growls. “You look even better than I ever
imagined.”
He stalks toward me, his hands now covering Brinna’s. She’s
behind me and Gabe’s directly in front, so close I can feel the heat coming off
their bodies. Their hands on me, holding me in place, is a comfort. Not to
mention, incredibly erotic.
Gabe’s breathing is back to that deep and raspy rhythm.
That has to be a good sign. He leans in and places a soft kiss on my lips. “I
can’t wait to have you, Stevie. I can’t fucking wait.”
He releases me and allows Brinna to take charge.
“Scoot to the front of the bed,” Brinna says.
I follow her orders, locking my eyes on Gabe’s.
“Back against the headboard and place your hands above your
head,” she says.
I do as she says without hesitation. They are her words, but his commands. I scoot up the leather-covered mattress, my
bottom chilled by the smooth covering. I lift my arms up, my body surging with
want for Gabe. He watches everything and I’m loving his reactions. His burning
gaze, the acceleration in his breathing, the way his hands tense into fists he
sees something he likes.
Brinna now moves up the side of the bed. She takes out
restraints for my hands—more black leather—from her bag and secures me to the
headboard. Things are getting real. My breasts now pushing out to her, my
nipples tightening, sending a flurry of shocks to my core.
I close my eyes, while she gets me in place. When I open
them again, I’m rewarded with Gabe’s handsome face close to mine.
“I’m sure you’re driving everyone out there crazy, Stevie,”
Gabe says, tracing my bound arms with his fingertips. “You look so beautiful.”
Strangely, I feel beautiful.
“Now it’s time to bind your legs,” Brinna says. “Pull your
knees up and spread them.”
I submit, maneuvering my legs just as she’s asked. The cool
breeze blows over my newly-waxed girly bits and it feels so incredibly good I
might lose it before the show even begins.
“Wider,” she tells me.
Oh my God, I’m clenching down there with my legs
open wide for everyone to see. My head spins and I think it just might pop off.
But as the good student, I let my knees fall wide.
My head falls back for a moment and I release another long
breath of hot air, unaware I was holding it in. The buzz of the music on the
other side of the door faint, while the sound of Brinna’s movements echo in my
head. The click of her heels, the scraping of leather as she fastens the
restraints to my ankles, her tiny shallow breaths.
She ties my restraints down, using to these special loops
along the sides of the bed. Then she strokes each leg after making sure
everything is secure. More clenching ensues. God, her hands feel so good on me,
too. I wish I would’ve agreed to let her do more. I wish there were more hands
and lips and tongues on me right now. The want is almost too much to take.
“Gabe?” Brinna looks over to him for approval.
“Perfect,” he says, brushing a hand over her long hair. My
insides flip at his sign of affection with her. He’s so incredibly sexy, yet
still
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