“If we handle ourselves and our scenes properly, you shouldn’t need your safeword, ever. But don’t be afraid to use it if you need to. No matter how much in-depth research you’ve done, this is still all new to you,” Hank said as Travis released her to undress and Hank pulled her to him. His big body was completely bare and his cock was like a hot brand pressing against her belly as he squeezed her to him. He looked down at her and she lost herself in his shadowy gray eyes as he held her and she curled against his chest, feeling safe and cared for. He kissed the top of her head and whispered, “I love the way you smell, Nika.”
Travis laid his clothing aside and came up behind her. “Nika, do you fantasize?”
She chuckled and said, “I grew up being told that I lived in a fantasy world.”
Hank stroked her cheek as he said, “That makes sense, given that you’re a writer. You enjoyed being pinned down this afternoon, and I noticed that you kept your hands always at the edge of the table. Do you have fantasies about being tied up?” At her nod, he said, “Tell me about it.”
“I think that’s one of my earliest fantasies, even before I had any knowledge about sex or male-female relationships. One time, when we were little, my brothers and sister and I and some of the neighborhood kids were playing pilgrims and Indians. I was playing a pilgrim maid and the Indians tied me up and kidnapped me. I was supposed to struggle and holler for help until the pilgrims rescued me.”
Hank had a knowing smile on his face and he nodded. “And did they rescue you?”
“Yeah, and I was totally bummed when I got untied,” she said, biting her lip at the silly memory.
“So a capture fantasy in which you get more than you bargained for might be in order, huh? Are those strictly bedroom fantasies or would you be willing to try role-playing?”
“What do you mean? Now?”
“No. Springing one of your fantasies on you when you least expect it.”
“Oh…” She could practically feel the ropes wrapping around her and the sense of utter helplessness. The thought made her breathless and wet.
“I’ll take that reaction as a definite yes,” Hank said with an easy chuckle.
“Yes,” she murmured with a nod. “What now?”
“Come to bed, Nika.”
Hank and Travis led her to the bed and positioned her so she was reclining on the pillows. Hank took her hand in his and licked and kissed at her knuckles and her wrists. She’d never realized how sensitive her skin was there as she gave over to his gentle touch and her eyelids slid closed.
Travis stroked Veronica’s thighs as he kissed her and whispered, “You’re beautiful in the candlelight.” She floated on a blissful cloud as he kissed her and stroked her legs, drawing the anticipation out until she felt like a spring being turned and tightened. His callused hands ignited waves of heat under her skin as they swept over her, stroking her abdomen, cupping her breasts. His lips trailed down her throat to her collarbones as he tugged at her nipples and then soothed them with his hot mouth before sucking them, wringing a gasp from her.
The bed jostled and she moaned when Travis palmed one thigh to the side and knelt on one knee between hers. With warm hands, Hank stroked the muscles in her thigh and then down to her calf, warming and exciting her. Callused hands stroked her foot, rubbing her instep and her arch and gently tugging at her toes, drawing a response from every inch of her.
Travis laid warm kisses on her abdomen before working his way back up, nuzzling between her breasts. “You smell so sexy, Nika. You make me hard just with your scent.”
“True,” Hank murmured.
As they touched her, she relaxed, letting them do as they willed, until she was lying with arms and legs spread, willing to take whatever they offered. Her cunt throbbed with need as she hoped they’d touch her there. They came close too many times to count as they teased. The tension built in slow waves, flowing and ebbing as they aroused her to a point that she thought she was running a fever.
Hank must’ve moved around the bed because he was suddenly on her other side, paying the same attention to her hands and legs on that side. She arched her back and stretched and heard him growl softly. “Perfect.”
She smiled and opened her eyes. A tugging at her wrists drew her attention as he loomed over her, tying something off on her headboard. Both men smiled at her when she looked from side to side and saw that it wasn’t just a fantasy. She was tied down to the bed at both wrists.
Tugging with her legs, she realized Travis had been busily working at distracting her while Hank had restrained her legs, too. Her cunt pulsed and she gloried in the sensation as she tugged and couldn’t get free.