Sweet Seduction(16)

Excitement skirted up her spine as she got out of the car. Nervous had no place in tonight’s activities. She was a confident, sexual woman. She could handle whatever was thrown her way.

Before she could knock, the door opened, and an extremely good looking man smiled back at her.

“Julie?”

She nodded. “You must be Cole.”

White teeth flashed as his smile broadened. “Come in, I’ve been expecting you.”

“I hope you aren’t the only one.”

He laughed as he put his hand to her back to usher her down the hallway. “Indeed not.”

She knew from Damon’s tour which room would be hers, but it didn’t make her any less excited as they went up the stairs. At the end of the upstairs hallway was the common room where anything went. Publicly. There were several private rooms, however, and Cole guided her to the one on the opposite end of the hallway from the common room.

“I’ll leave you to undress. I’ll be back in a few minutes to blindfold you and see if there’s anything else you need before your men arrive.”

She couldn’t help the grin. Her men. It sounded positively decadent.

Cole retreated from the room, and she made her way to the bed to run her hand across the sumptuous linens. Not wanting an awkward moment, she hurriedly shed her clothing and stuffed it into the closet.

The room had been prepared as Damon had promised. The blindfold was on the bed, a beautiful scarlet red sash. Symbolic. She liked it.

On the vanity next to the bed was an array of sexual paraphernalia that she probably wouldn’t have even thought of. Condoms, of course, but there was also lubricant and an array of sex toys, some of which she wasn’t even sure of their purpose. It would be fun as hell to find out though.

A sound at the door had her guiltily whirling around. Cole came back in, and she instinctively covered her nakedness, as if her hands were going to cover that much flesh.

“Are you ready?”

She blew out her breath in a sharp staccato. “Yeah.”

He smiled and patted the bed. “Hop up and I’ll get the blindfold in place. Then all you need to do is lie back and relax.”

She crawled onto the bed and turned her back to Cole. A second later, the silky material of the sash slid over her eyes, shutting out the light. He tied it securely, tightening it so it wouldn’t slip.

Then he took her hand and guided her backward until she lay on her back on the soft bed.

“Welcome to your fantasies,” he murmured.

She heard him leave, and silence fell over the room. She hadn’t expected to feel so vulnerable with the blindfold. If she’d realized before, she would’ve never requested it, but the nervous anticipation was exciting in a way. She liked the tightening sensation in all her nerve endings. She was already aroused and there was no sign of her studs yet.

She smiled dreamily as she let her imagination go. There was something to this not seeing. This way, she could imagine whoever she wanted. They could look exactly as she wanted, and how was she to know any different?

The soft sound of the door opening made her inhale sharply. They were here.





Chapter 7

Nathan stood in the doorway, staring at Julie lying on the bed, and all his breath left his chest. God almighty, the woman was gorgeous. He heard Micah’s quick intake of breath behind him and knew he wasn’t any less affected. Damn it, but his first instinct was to rush in and cover her with a blanket so Micah wouldn’t see her. This had to be the dumbest idea he’d ever hatched. Why the fuck had he asked his best friend to have sex with the woman he was lusting over?

Because the alternative was fucking her with a stranger?

Leave it to Julie to come up with a sexual fantasy that gave him hives. How could the woman think he wasn’t interested in her?

Maybe because he tried too hard to play it cool.

Micah nudged him, and he continued to move farther inside the lavish room. She heard them enter and turned her head in their direction. She licked her lips nervously, and his dick immediately stood up and paid attention.

He hoped this worked. Micah was scarily thorough when it came to making sure she wouldn’t find out it was him. Nathan felt like a first-class moron changing his soap and deodorant for the occasion, not to mention wearing light cologne. He never wore cologne.

Keep her touches to a minimum, because Lord knew she’d spent enough time touching him. A woman as tactile as she was would probably have his physique memorized.

And silent. Stay silent. That one was obvious enough, but not as easy as it seemed when he wanted nothing more than to tell her in excruciating detail precisely what he planned to do to her.

Micah seemed to be waiting for him to make the first move, a fact he appreciated. Micah wasn’t the type to ever let anyone else call the shots, but in this he seemed willing to sit back and let Nathan dictate the pace. Which was kind of stupid, given that Nathan had zero experience in this whole threesome arena, while Micah seemed to practice them regularly.