“Let us take you there,” Tyler whispered. He met her eyes and something passed between them, something she thought was understanding. “You can’t stop it now.”
She gave a tiny nod, looked at Nick. He too seemed to know what she was feeling. “Give yourself over to it,” he said. “And let us take over.”
They’d already taken over. And yet, instead of powerless, she felt powerful. Instead of fearful, she felt strong. Instead of bound, she felt free, free from having to think, free from having to be responsible and good.
This was what she wanted. They were who she wanted. Tears stung her eyes and she blinked at their glimmering images.
“Yes,” she said. “Do it. Take me there.”
Chapter Seven
Tyler understood her.
He understood why she wanted to be tied up, he completely got it and he knew Nick sure as hell got it too. She wanted to be bad, but she wanted someone else to take control. The idea that sweet Kaelin Daume had these wicked urges nearly blew his mind, which was already sizzling and smoking with the heat and electricity jolting through his body. He probably only had a few functioning brain cells left.
Those few functioning brain cells were trying to tell him to stop. They were trying to tell him he was going to regret doing this to Kaelin, in essence taking her virginity. Okay, she likely wasn’t a virgin, unless Cop Boy was actually gay, but Tyler was pretty sure she’d never done anything like this before and he was going to deflower her, so to speak. Debauch her. Corrupt her. Like he did everything else in his life. She was a glow of sweetness and goodness and unselfishness and he was going to take her and darken that glow.
Fuck.
But when he looked at her body, stretched out on the bed, arms bound above her head and her eyes watching him with heated arousal, those last few brain cells went up in smoke. She was gorgeous. She hid a sexy, sexy body beneath her modest clothing, but then he’d known from ten years ago what her body looked like in little cutoff shorts and bikinis. That summer…god, that summer she’d tortured him. It had been hot, hot and dry, and he swore every time he saw her she wore less and less.
He didn’t know where to start with her, wanted to taste her, wanted to eat her up, basically inhale her. He could start at her mouth and work his way down. Or he could start with her toes and work his way up. He looked at Nick.
“Kiss her,” Nick said.
Tyler’s chest expanded and he shifted on the bed over her, while Nick moved down. Reaching for her face, he cupped her jaw and, stretching out beside her, he kissed her. Long, slow, wet. He slid his tongue into her mouth, rubbed his fingertips over her soft face, gently sucked her tongue, bit her lips so softly. Her soft little whimpers inflamed him and made him want to go faster, harder, but he leashed that urge and kept it slow and gentle. She was tied up. Couldn’t go anywhere. There was no need to rush.
And she was right. This was one night. One night with Kaelin and then he’d have to get the hell out of town. Again.
Why did he keep screwing up his life?
He pushed that thought away to worry about later, right now was for Kaelin and making the most of this chance. He’d forgone this incredible gift ten years ago, tried to do the right thing, although somehow he’d screwed that up too, but this time he was taking it. He’d have to deal with the consequences, but he was taking it.
He licked her mouth, kissed her cheek, her jaw, breathed in that scent of fruit and flower, like green apple and honeysuckle, sweet and delicious. “You smell good,” he murmured, nose pressed to her neck, filling himself with that warm and wonderful scent.
He shot a glance down her body and watched Nick lift one of her small feet and kiss it, his eyes closed, mouth open. So fucking hot.
Tyler opened his mouth on the side of Kaelin’s neck and gently sucked, then kissed his way lower, over her collarbone and onto the soft flesh below. Her breast brushed his jaw and he forced himself to go slowly, to kiss between her breasts. She drew in a sharp breath and arched her back in a silent invitation.
Sweat built on his skin, heat rushed through his body. His dick rubbed against Kaelin’s hip through his underwear and he wanted that barrier between them gone. He stripped off his boxer briefs and moved back beside her while Nick moved higher, kissing Kaelin’s legs and parting them. The scent of her arousal rose to his nose and his cock twitched hard, blood pulsing through his veins in hot surges.
He lifted his head to gaze down at her, wanting the visual, wanting it all, the taste of her, the smell of her, and then, Christ yeah, the feel of her as he dragged his tongue over a nipple, all tight and hard. She gasped and he licked again, and then took her nipple into his mouth and sucked. It fit perfectly between his tongue and the roof of his mouth and she tasted like warm desire.
“Sweet baby,” he mumbled against her flesh. “So damn sweet.”
Her body writhed and again Tyler glanced at Nick, his hands now parting Kaelin’s thighs, studying her, an absorbed expression on his face. He was about to send her rocketing up, and Tyler’s body tightened even more. He cupped Kaelin’s other breast and gently squeezed, resumed his suckling, then found her other nipple with his fingers and tugged.
She cried out and her pleasure sent a flash of fire through him. Yeah, he wanted to please her, he wanted Nick to please her, he wanted the two of them to make this so good for her. Because if she was going to risk it all to be bad, it had better be good.
A nearly overwhelming sense of responsibility tore through him, unfamiliar and unsettling, but it did nothing to diminish his lust. He’d get his satisfaction too, he was sure of that, but first came Kaelin’s.
Hopefully several times over.
He sucked and nibbled and licked both nipples until he lifted up to gaze down at them, reddened and stiff, shining in the lamp light. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “So fucking beautiful.”
Kaelin’s eyes were closed, her head back, small chin lifted, her chest raised to him, and then he looked at Nick, who’d pushed her thighs wider, opened her with his thumbs and was licking her.
Again, beautiful. Nick’s mouth on her, his tongue stroking her, and then his lips closing over her and sucking had Tyler reaching for his dick. He gave it several hard strokes, rubbed it against Kaelin’s hip. He was wet and the slick head slid on her skin. He felt her tighten against him, watched her face as her mouth opened, eyes squeezed shut and she came, hard, lifting her hips into Nick’s mouth, long, body-jolting pulses.
She didn’t come in silence, letting her feelings out in her wordless cries of delight. Fuck, that was hot.
Nick slowly lifted his face from between her legs, his lips gleaming with her syrup and Tyler wanted to kiss him and lick her taste off his lips. He glanced at Kaelin, wondering how she’d take that. His chest tightened and he met Nick’s eyes. How were they going to handle this?
Nick slid up the other side of her and instead kissed her, and Tyler watched, his dick throbbing painfully.
“Oh my god,” Kaelin moaned. “Oh my god.”
“Was it good, honey?” Nick asked.
“Oh god, yes, so good.” She still lay there, now limp, arms still stretched above her head. “You can untie me now.”
“Oh no,” Tyler said, stroking a hand over her stomach, rubbing in small circles. “Not yet.”
Her eyes opened, dazed and foggy.
“We aren’t nearly done, sweet baby,” he said, fingers brushing the underside of her breasts. “Not nearly.”
She blinked at him, her lips swollen, eyelids heavy.