Fit to be Tied_Kinky Security by Cynthia Rayne

Author:Cynthia Rayne [Rayne, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

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After they got back to the fire house, they took off the coats, hats, and boots.

Silence stretched between them. A nerve-wracking, lustful calm before the storm.

They sat in front of the fireplace in the Great Room, in adjoining leather chairs, and the logs in the hearth crackled and popped. He’d lit a fire as soon as they walked inside. Outside, the wind howled and raged, but they were warm and cozy indoors.

Once again, it felt like they were the only two people in the world.

He’d poured them both whiskeys. The alcohol burned going down but heated his belly. Fanning the flames.

Before True could stop himself, he leaned over and captured her mouth, in a quick kiss. She opened for him, letting him in. When he withdrew, her eyes were glassy, and the pupils were blown with desire.

“Sure, you don’t wanna take this upstairs?” Vera asked. Her voice was low, breathy.

And the sound went straight to his balls. He imagined she’d make the same little noise when he was sinking into her.

“Positive.” He swallowed.

“Okay then, let’s talk.”

“About what?” He tensed, fearing she wanted to know more about his past.

“About the scenes, I do at Edge.”

Fuck. Vera wants to talk about bondage and discipline? God help me. And yet he didn’t want to stop her either.

“Do go on, you have my undivided attention.”

The sexual tension was thick between them.

She bit her lip. “Sometimes, when I’m doing a scene with a client, I get very turned on, only we aren’t allowed to have sex with clients, for obvious reasons. So, I’ll seek someone out at the club, take a random guy home.”

He could relate. True had slept with random women for years. It had been cold comfort, a way to the pass the time, but it had meant nothing.

“Please continue.” True scarcely got the words out.

“But it doesn’t always scratch the itch. I like kink. While everyone who comes to Edge is a bit naughty, not all of them are into BDSM. So, sometimes, after I’ve had a long day, I touch myself to relax.” As Vera spoke, her voice grew softer.

“Vera…”

“I feel that way now.”

Fuck me. His good intentions were nowhere to be found.

“I don’t understand, perhaps you should demonstrate.”

Her nostrils flared. “You do understand.”

“All right, I admit it, you caught me, I was angling for a show.” His cock was swelling, aching, pressing up against his sweatpants.

Her eyelids fluttered closed. “And sometimes, when I stroke myself, I think about…”

She trailed off, and he couldn’t bear it. True had to know more.

“Think about what?”

“You.” Vera met his gaze.

“And what do you fantasize about?” True tried to sound, calm, casual, despite the raging erection in his pants.

“Touchin’ you.” Her voice was husky, strained.

“Would you like to?” The offer just slipped out and he couldn’t take it back, even if he wanted to. And he didn’t.

“I thought we had a hands-off policy.”

“For the record, you’re the one who broke our little ceasefire. So, touch me. Right here. Right now.” True couldn’t think straight. Maybe it was the alcohol talking or his hormones.

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