Room Nine: Cloud 9: Club Sin by Ines Johnson

Author:Ines Johnson [Johnson, Ines]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Those Johnson Girls
Published: 2021-11-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

"I think you would feel more comfortable if you undressed, Jillian. That dress will constrict your movements. Unless you like being bound and that heightens your pleasure?"

Chris's voice was so matter of fact. So friendly. So reasonable.

His words were so logical. So rational. So practical.

If I took off my dress, it would allow more movement. This dress that was one size too small was confining, and I no longer wanted to be restricted. I wanted my freedom.

But then there was the second part of Chris's logical query that had been posed as a question. Did I like being bound? Did it heighten my pleasure?

The rope Takashi had tied into a neat little bow around my wrist felt like the most precious piece of jewelry I owned. I did not want to take it off. I would not allow anyone to release its hold on me.

I looked up at Takashi. His face was as impassive as Chris's. They both waited for me to tell them which way to go.

"What do you think I should do?" I asked Takashi.

"We'll do whatever you want, Jillian."

"I don't know what I want. I've never been constricted. It's been years since I've been naked in front of…"

I didn't want to say my ex's name out loud. He had no place in this room with the three of us. The rare times the cheater had wanted sex from me in the last years of our marriage, he hadn't bothered to wait until I undressed fully. He'd just roll onto me, do his best impression of a three-pump-chump, then roll over and go to sleep.

"I'd really like to have that orgasm," I said instead. "I've only had one before."

"Only one?" Chris sounded incredulous and indignant at the same time. He tsked and shook his head. "Clothes off now. Takashi, tie her down."

My heart skipped a beat at the command in Chris's voice. Chris Kringle had always been so laid back, so easygoing, without a care in the world with his name, and his wealth, and his high IQ. To hear the bass in his voice, to see him take control, made my clit pulse.

Takashi grinned as though he sensed my throbbing core. "Arms up, Jillian?"

He said it like a question. Even though they were taking charge, they still gave me a choice. I didn't need a choice. This was definitely what I wanted.

I raised my arms over my head. I shuddered as Takashi's rough fingertips glided over my sensitive flesh. His trimmed nails seemed to purposely scratch at the tender skin of my rib cage, like he wanted to leave a trace of himself on my body. The tug of the rope as the fabric came over my wrist was a jolt. The scratchiness of the fibers felt just like Takashi's fingernail.

Takashi tossed the dress into a chair against the wall. It landed with a soft thud. I stood in front of my two oldest friends in a bra and panties.

"You can keep those on," Chris offered.

I gulped and then boldly shook my head.

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