scent behind.
They’re washing me? Odd as it seemed, they were, taking special care to not miss a single nook or crevice. Thumbs brushed over erect peaks. A hand slid between slick thighs. All innocent touches really, unless she looked at their faces. No one could mistake th eir look of hunger for anything other than what it was – desire. She didn’t hold her breath waiting for them to act, though. She already knew they possessed iron control where their libido s w ere concerned.
Golden Grin poured a bucket of water over her hair as Mr. Kitty tilted her face back. Fingers then threaded her wet locks, massaging her scalp, loosening tension , almost making her purr , dammit , just like the cat she used to own , but she couldn’t help herself . I t felt so darned good.
Another bucket of water to rinse and in an almost daze, she stood at the gentle urging of her captor with the mismatched eyes . Body tingling, aroused and aching , she stepped out of the tub, the incongruous bath in the middle of the jungle, and swayed toward him.
A length of fabric wrapped around her from behind, smothering her, soaking up her moisture, but not her desire.
Clean , m uscles languorous as they continued to palpate her under the guise of drying, she let them lead her to the edge of the bed , and s at when prompted.
A part of her wondered why she didn’t fight. Why she didn’t try to run? But run where? And fight how? She’d never escape them. In the middle of the jungle, alone without a weapon, she didn’t stand a chance.
Nor did she stand a chance against their seduction. Well, more like major tease. Body dried, they stole her towel, leaving her naked to their view. When she would have covered herself, a morsel of modesty bringing her hand s around to strategic locations, Golden Grin removed them with a shake of his head.
He knelt before her, between her legs, his height putting him at breast level. A naughty twinkle shone in his eyes . H e blew on her nubs, which immediately tightened. She forgot to breathe as she waited for his next move. He teased her first , r ubb ing his face on her skin , a slow , sensual caress that caught her breath .
“Tease,” she groaned.
She grabbed him by the hair and moved his lips to where she wanted them – smack dab over an aching nipple . His soft chuckle blew warmly across her nub . He licked with a tongue more raspy than seemed normal in a man. Despite the oddity, she still shivered. Then quivered as Mr. Kitty pulled her hair back , exposing her neck for the touch of his lips. She’d somehow forgotten his presence. It should have shocked her , or at the very least p oured a bucket of cold water onto her steaming arousal. But no, knowing he wa tched, having him touch and join in, it made her erotic interest rise . E ven more moisture flooded her sex.
Two men… O h , the decadence of it. Unlike some of her more prudish friends, Carlie didn’t mind a little adventure in the bedroom. Of course, she usually restricted her erotic explorations to one person at a time, but she couldn’t deny the intrigue at the thought of two.
She waited for the next step , t he next move in their obviously synchronized seduction. Apparently , it involved wine, or something to drink because Golden Grin handed her a goblet. Carved out of gold, she almost blushed at the vivid sexual depictions on it – not all the twined couples human.
At their urging, and gentle soothing touches, she sipped. The thick, dark liquid tasted foul. She pushed the glass away and gagged. Too late to spit. She’d already swallowed.
“Oh gross.”
The goblet waved in her face insistently.
“Not happening.”
Carlie didn’t miss the look passing between her two captors. What were they planning?
Golden Grin tugged her onto his lap, his arms banding around her upper body. Calloused fingers gripped her chin from the front and tilted her head back until she stared straight up into Mr. Kitty’s eyes, a gaze that remained steady
They’re washing me? Odd as it seemed, they were, taking special care to not miss a single nook or crevice. Thumbs brushed over erect peaks. A hand slid between slick thighs. All innocent touches really, unless she looked at their faces. No one could mistake th eir look of hunger for anything other than what it was – desire. She didn’t hold her breath waiting for them to act, though. She already knew they possessed iron control where their libido s w ere concerned.
Golden Grin poured a bucket of water over her hair as Mr. Kitty tilted her face back. Fingers then threaded her wet locks, massaging her scalp, loosening tension , almost making her purr , dammit , just like the cat she used to own , but she couldn’t help herself . I t felt so darned good.
Another bucket of water to rinse and in an almost daze, she stood at the gentle urging of her captor with the mismatched eyes . Body tingling, aroused and aching , she stepped out of the tub, the incongruous bath in the middle of the jungle, and swayed toward him.
A length of fabric wrapped around her from behind, smothering her, soaking up her moisture, but not her desire.
Clean , m uscles languorous as they continued to palpate her under the guise of drying, she let them lead her to the edge of the bed , and s at when prompted.
A part of her wondered why she didn’t fight. Why she didn’t try to run? But run where? And fight how? She’d never escape them. In the middle of the jungle, alone without a weapon, she didn’t stand a chance.
Nor did she stand a chance against their seduction. Well, more like major tease. Body dried, they stole her towel, leaving her naked to their view. When she would have covered herself, a morsel of modesty bringing her hand s around to strategic locations, Golden Grin removed them with a shake of his head.
He knelt before her, between her legs, his height putting him at breast level. A naughty twinkle shone in his eyes . H e blew on her nubs, which immediately tightened. She forgot to breathe as she waited for his next move. He teased her first , r ubb ing his face on her skin , a slow , sensual caress that caught her breath .
“Tease,” she groaned.
She grabbed him by the hair and moved his lips to where she wanted them – smack dab over an aching nipple . His soft chuckle blew warmly across her nub . He licked with a tongue more raspy than seemed normal in a man. Despite the oddity, she still shivered. Then quivered as Mr. Kitty pulled her hair back , exposing her neck for the touch of his lips. She’d somehow forgotten his presence. It should have shocked her , or at the very least p oured a bucket of cold water onto her steaming arousal. But no, knowing he wa tched, having him touch and join in, it made her erotic interest rise . E ven more moisture flooded her sex.
Two men… O h , the decadence of it. Unlike some of her more prudish friends, Carlie didn’t mind a little adventure in the bedroom. Of course, she usually restricted her erotic explorations to one person at a time, but she couldn’t deny the intrigue at the thought of two.
She waited for the next step , t he next move in their obviously synchronized seduction. Apparently , it involved wine, or something to drink because Golden Grin handed her a goblet. Carved out of gold, she almost blushed at the vivid sexual depictions on it – not all the twined couples human.
At their urging, and gentle soothing touches, she sipped. The thick, dark liquid tasted foul. She pushed the glass away and gagged. Too late to spit. She’d already swallowed.
“Oh gross.”
The goblet waved in her face insistently.
“Not happening.”
Carlie didn’t miss the look passing between her two captors. What were they planning?
Golden Grin tugged her onto his lap, his arms banding around her upper body. Calloused fingers gripped her chin from the front and tilted her head back until she stared straight up into Mr. Kitty’s eyes, a gaze that remained steady
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