take a delicate balancing act to make them all come out at the other end of the weekend unscathed.
There was a touch of a glassy haze in Dara’s eyes, and her breathing increased in tempo. Every time she tugged her restraints her pulse leapt, the throb visible in her neck. A hard pulse at the base of his cock answered back. Discovering she really did get off on being submissive thrilled him, but that wasn’t the only thing she’d asked for.
A ménage. Jack glanced at Kane. His friend gave Dara another sip of wine, reaching with his finger to catch a drip of crimson liquid clinging to the corner of her lips. Raw possessiveness flashed for a second and he beat it down ruthlessly.
It was time for the next step. “Did you have enough to eat?”
Kane and Dara stopped their quiet conversation. Two sets of eyes turned on him, desire and lust painted on both their faces.
“Yes.” Confessional soft. Trepidation and longing in the tone.
He stood and helped Dara to her feet. She swayed slightly and he wrapped an arm around her, pressing her against his body for support. She nodded then leaned her head against his chest.
“I’m full and I’m…” She blew out a long slow stream of air.
“Horny?”
She lifted her head to look him in the eye as she laughed. “Pervert. Yes. Oh my God, Jack, I’m dying here. How can I feel so aroused when no one is even touching me?”
“Don’t try to figure it out, just enjoy.” He walked her slowly toward the fireplace, keeping her tight against his side. Kane pushed back his chair and rotated to watch them.
A wash of heat from the fire hit them, the rosy glow of the flames highlighting her skin and making her even more beautiful. She wasn’t movie-star pretty, but healthy and rosy, and he couldn’t wait to taste her everywhere.
“How do your arms feel?”
She wiggled her fingers. There was plenty of room for movement; it was more the psychological aspect he was worried about. “Fine. You know I’m never going to be able to look at your skis without remembering this.”
He grinned. “That’s the idea.”
Waiting any longer was out of the question. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. The flavours of dinner, of the wine and the pasta, lingered on her tongue, but the predominant taste was her. Jack savoured the moment. Enjoyed how she participated fully, meeting his tongue with her own. The way she leaned closer, joining in the kiss. Jack eased back and stared at her in admiration. Her breasts welled up, damn near overflowing the bra cups, and he had to stop himself from reaching out to rip the fabric away.
Stay in control. Stay in fucking control.
Even restrained she was a firecracker. She was probably the type to fight just to see if he’d really take charge, and then willingly let him take the lead. God, he loved that type of woman. Had suspected she might have that streak in her, but to see it…
He sucked in air and concentrated. Next step.
“It’s time. We’re going to give you the next dose of your fantasy. Any requests?”
Her voice quivered lightly. “Requests?”
“This is all about you, sweetie. About what you want, only I’m going to say no more actual sex tonight. You took both of us earlier, and I don’t want you too sore to ski.”
Kane laughed. “I’d never thought of that as a way to slow her down.”
Dara flipped her hair back, her eyes lit with mischief. “Only damn way you can beat me on the slopes.”
The tension in the room rose a notch as she stared intently at Kane. Jack laughed quietly. Her devious mind was working overtime and it looked like his buddy was going to get it. “Dara, honey? You got something you want from Kane?”
The goofy smile on Kane’s face froze in place as she nodded. “I want to give him a blowjob.”
Kane jerked back in his chair, on the verge of tipping over. “Hell, Dara.”
“What? The big words scare you? I want to suck you off, taste you, give you head. Ever since I saw…” She
There was a touch of a glassy haze in Dara’s eyes, and her breathing increased in tempo. Every time she tugged her restraints her pulse leapt, the throb visible in her neck. A hard pulse at the base of his cock answered back. Discovering she really did get off on being submissive thrilled him, but that wasn’t the only thing she’d asked for.
A ménage. Jack glanced at Kane. His friend gave Dara another sip of wine, reaching with his finger to catch a drip of crimson liquid clinging to the corner of her lips. Raw possessiveness flashed for a second and he beat it down ruthlessly.
It was time for the next step. “Did you have enough to eat?”
Kane and Dara stopped their quiet conversation. Two sets of eyes turned on him, desire and lust painted on both their faces.
“Yes.” Confessional soft. Trepidation and longing in the tone.
He stood and helped Dara to her feet. She swayed slightly and he wrapped an arm around her, pressing her against his body for support. She nodded then leaned her head against his chest.
“I’m full and I’m…” She blew out a long slow stream of air.
“Horny?”
She lifted her head to look him in the eye as she laughed. “Pervert. Yes. Oh my God, Jack, I’m dying here. How can I feel so aroused when no one is even touching me?”
“Don’t try to figure it out, just enjoy.” He walked her slowly toward the fireplace, keeping her tight against his side. Kane pushed back his chair and rotated to watch them.
A wash of heat from the fire hit them, the rosy glow of the flames highlighting her skin and making her even more beautiful. She wasn’t movie-star pretty, but healthy and rosy, and he couldn’t wait to taste her everywhere.
“How do your arms feel?”
She wiggled her fingers. There was plenty of room for movement; it was more the psychological aspect he was worried about. “Fine. You know I’m never going to be able to look at your skis without remembering this.”
He grinned. “That’s the idea.”
Waiting any longer was out of the question. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. The flavours of dinner, of the wine and the pasta, lingered on her tongue, but the predominant taste was her. Jack savoured the moment. Enjoyed how she participated fully, meeting his tongue with her own. The way she leaned closer, joining in the kiss. Jack eased back and stared at her in admiration. Her breasts welled up, damn near overflowing the bra cups, and he had to stop himself from reaching out to rip the fabric away.
Stay in control. Stay in fucking control.
Even restrained she was a firecracker. She was probably the type to fight just to see if he’d really take charge, and then willingly let him take the lead. God, he loved that type of woman. Had suspected she might have that streak in her, but to see it…
He sucked in air and concentrated. Next step.
“It’s time. We’re going to give you the next dose of your fantasy. Any requests?”
Her voice quivered lightly. “Requests?”
“This is all about you, sweetie. About what you want, only I’m going to say no more actual sex tonight. You took both of us earlier, and I don’t want you too sore to ski.”
Kane laughed. “I’d never thought of that as a way to slow her down.”
Dara flipped her hair back, her eyes lit with mischief. “Only damn way you can beat me on the slopes.”
The tension in the room rose a notch as she stared intently at Kane. Jack laughed quietly. Her devious mind was working overtime and it looked like his buddy was going to get it. “Dara, honey? You got something you want from Kane?”
The goofy smile on Kane’s face froze in place as she nodded. “I want to give him a blowjob.”
Kane jerked back in his chair, on the verge of tipping over. “Hell, Dara.”
“What? The big words scare you? I want to suck you off, taste you, give you head. Ever since I saw…” She
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