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Conor smiled. “I can’t think of anything I want more.”
Harper clapped her hands. “Awesome!”
“Now that that’s settled,” Luca said, “I think we should celebrate tonight’s success with something special.”
“Like what?” Harper asked.
Luca’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “A visit from that guy.”
That guy hadn’t made an appearance since the cabin.
Harper had missed that guy.
Conor didn’t seem to mind the request because, he never missed a beat. “That can be arranged easily,” he said in that deep, dark, sexy voice that had her panties soaked in a second flat. Pointing down the hall toward her bedroom, he said, “Get to your room, baby girl. Now.”
Harper didn’t need to be asked twice. She quickly led the way; aware her guys were hot on her heels. Stepping across the threshold, she turned toward them, feigning fear as she resumed her role as their captive.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked timidly.
Conor put his hands on his hips. “Whatever we want. Take off your clothes.”
Harper wasted no time stripping off her clothing. Her arousal had been set to simmer the last couple of hours, as her men kept sneaking over to whisper sexy innuendoes in her ear, or covertly stroke her ass, or steal kisses—one after another.
“Get on the bed, sunshine,” Luca said once she was naked.
She did as they asked, curious when Conor drifted over to her closet. Her heart skipped a beat when he returned with two scarves in his hands.
“Lift your hands above your head,” he demanded.
She had always—ALWAYS—wanted to be tied up in bed, but she’d never dated anyone she trusted that much. That desire had ramped up following her sex-in-the-woods fantasy, when Luca had tied her with a jump rope. Being rendered helpless should be a terrifying thing, but the truth was, it felt freeing in a way. Without the use of her hands, she didn’t have to worry if she should be doing something, and if so, what. It meant she could concentrate solely on what they were doing to her.
Harper considered putting up a fight, making them work for it, but in the end, she didn’t have the patience to wait. Raising her arms, she squeezed her legs together, seeking friction, as Conor bound her wrists together, then secured them to the headboard.
Luca stood at the end of the bed, stripping off his own clothes as he watched. “Stop moving,” he demanded. “And open your legs. Let me see how wet you are.”
Harper had more trouble following that command, her body already shifting into overdrive.
When she failed to obey, he stopped undressing, reaching out to force her knees apart.
She started to close them again, but he pierced her with a glare. “Close those and we’re starting tonight with a spanking.”
Harper was so fucking tempted. Because as much as she enjoyed being tied up, she loved being spanked even more.
Conor shook his head. “No spanking. She likes it too much. Hold those legs open for us, baby girl, or we’re going to tie your ankles apart…and force you to watch us have sex without you. No orgasms for bad girls who don’t do as their told.”
She kept her knees open, letting Luca look his fill as he finished taking off the rest of his clothes. Conor followed suit. They took their damn time about it, something she knew was intentional. They were testing her ability to obey.
Her body was demanding to be touched, rubbed, filled.
God.
Anything.
After too many minutes, Conor ran his finger down the center of her chest. “Good girl,” he purred. “I think she deserves a reward.” Glancing at Luca, he pointed to Harper’s pussy. “Go down on our girl. You’re going to make her come with your mouth while I fuck you.”
Conor’s words were the equivalent of sucking all the air out of the room. None of them breathed as he and Harper both studied Luca’s face.
So far, Luca had firmly resided in the top spot when it came to him and Conor fucking. Conor had confessed his penchant for being the bottom, but she wasn’t a bit surprised that this guy wanted it the other way around.
