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nervous.”
    “Do you have a safe word?” Ian asked.
    “Of course,” she said, her voice wavering a bit as she realized that this may actually happen. That she was about to break her marriage vows for real.
    Ian drew a finger over the bow of her lip. “You really are something, aren’t you? Dressed like a bad girl and wearing desire in your eyes, but innocence written all over you.”
    Heat seeped down from where he was touching her and radiated out through her limbs. The effect of his searing gaze was heady. “Maybe I’m tired of being innocent.”
    Ian smiled and gave her lips one last stroke. “Then I’m happy to alleviate you of that.”
    Seth slid his fingers in her hair and gripped. “Both of you stand up. I think we’ll all be more comfortable over here.”
    Leila had no choice but to rise to her feet and Ian followed. Seth directed them over to a cocktail table and released her hair. He leaned over and grabbed the tabletop, flipping it over, and revealing a leather-padded underside. He fitted the top back on the stand and winked at her. “Belly on the table, pretty girl.”
    The two men exchanged knowing glances and her stomach did a somersault when she realized Seth had more than a blow job in mind. She looked between the two of them, then took a steadying breath and draped herself over the table.
    “Restrain her arms,” Seth directed.
    She lifted herself to her elbows to see what was going on, but a hand pressed against the spot between her shoulder blades, pushing her back down to the table. Soft leather wound around her wrists and ankles as the two men locked her to the legs of the table. She pulled at the bindings in a little shot of panic and found she had only an inch or so of give.
    “Seth.”
    A sharp smack to her backside had her letting out a yelp.
    “No talking, pretty girl. You’re going to need that mouth for other things.”
    Her pulse pounded in her ears and in a place much, much lower. This was really happening. She was spread and bound for two men in front of all these people. Seth crouched down next to her, his eyes dark and hungry. “You know how fucking hot you look right now. I could come just looking you.”
    She tried to respond but her mouth had gone dry. All the moisture in her body seemed to be focused in one exact spot. She couldn’t remember ever seeing Seth like this. So blatantly dirty. So obviously turned on by it.
    He leaned over and kissed her softly, sending goose bumps along her skin, and then pulled back with a grin. “Make sure you don’t bite the poor guy when I make you scream.”
    Seth left her with that promise, and Ian stepped up next to the table, his eyes like blue flames. “I’m a sadist at heart, darling. I can’t promise I’ll be gentle.”
    “I can’t promise I’ll be either.”
    He smiled as his hands went to the fly of his jeans. He pulled the zipper down and reached in to pull out his cock—hard, thick, and smooth. He fisted it and stepped closer, rubbing the tip of it against her lips, teasing her. She’d never done this to anyone but Seth, but she figured a blow job was something hard to get wrong. Her tongue darted out and swiped the salty bead of moisture gathering along the head and he groaned. “That’s right, darling. Show us both how innocent you aren’t.”
    As her lips closed around Ian’s cock, Seth’s rough hands kneaded her backside, spreading her open for him. “Oh, pretty girl, look how wet and pink you are.”
    The soft heat of his tongue touched her outer folds and she would’ve launched off the table if not for the bindings. She moaned against the velvety skin of Ian’s cock. She knew in the dynamics of things with her as the submissive, she was technically there for their pleasure. But as Seth’s mouth worked against her and Ian gripped her hair, she felt like a goddess being worshipped on the altar. Like no other woman in the world existed for these two men in this moment.
    And no other men existed for her