"Nope," she admits with a smirk.
Blake leans over and digs through my box that I set in front of them. She pulls out two hanks of rope—one cotton, one jute.
“Giving us options, I see.”
“Yeah, but I’m 90% positive I know which one you’ll choose.”
She tosses the cotton bundle to Fia, keeping the jute for herself.
Knew it.
Jute rope is rougher than cotton, but it holds better and is preferred by most riggers. With certain knots and configurations, jute rope can have a bit of a bite to it. I can see Blake reveling in the pain.
Her eyes are locked with mine, and she hands me the rope. “I want you to have your way with me.” She looks over at Fia. "Us," she clarifies.
B
“I want you lying down.” He nods to me.
“And me?” Fia asks.
“Just sit there and keep looking sexy. I’ll have something for you to do in a moment.” He winks at her before turning his attention back to me.
He’s taking control. I like it.
I shift my hips and sink down onto my back, my head resting on a pillow.
Kass bends down by my side of the bed, and when he stands again, he’s holding a black strap with a cuff at the end of it.
Then he walks around the bed and pulls out three more. I’ve seen one of these before. They’re bondage straps that you slip under your mattress to hold them in place. Of course he has these as a permanent fixture on his bed. Or maybe he put them out just for me.
He attaches a cuff to each of my arms and legs and tightens them, so I’m spread out across the bed with my limbs pinned in place. There’s a little slack to each of them,for comfort, but not enough for any of them to be functional.
"You can get on top of her now," Kass orders.
Fia straddles me and leans down, pressing her lips over mine. I open for her, and she sweeps her tongue in to tease mine. Her lips are always so plump and soft. I want to reach out and grab the back of her head to deepen the kiss, but I can’t.
“Put this on her.”
Fia pulls her lips from mine and giggles when she sees the blindfold Kass is holding out to her.
She takes it from him and slips it over my head, covering my eyes. My eyes were just starting to adjust to the dim lighting in here, but now I’m plunged into darkness. Sweet nothingness, where all I can do is lie here and take whatever he gives to me, feel everything they do to me.
I’ve learned that though I’m someone who values having control in my day-to-day life, when it comes to sex, there’s something so freeing about letting go. But you need the right partner to guide you and make you feel safe. After fucking Kass several times, I know he knows what he’s doing. So here I am, submitting to him. At least this once.
I hear Fia giggle again, and my stomach tingles with anticipation. What are they doing?
Fia’s weight on my hips shifts as she leans back even further.
Fia’s hands travel up to my breasts. Someone’s lips wrap around my stiff peak and suck, swirling their tongue around it.
My lips part in a moan, and another set of lips comes down on mine. Fia. That means Kass’s must be the one latched onto my breast at the moment. Fuck, the feeling oftwo sets of lips on me is something I’ll never get used to. This is freedom. This is bliss.
“Fia, can I have you put your arms under hers like this?”
She slides her hands under my shoulders till her elbows meet my underarms. Her hands caress my face, and I try to nip at her fingers as they graze over my lips, making her giggle.
The sound of rope slapping gently against skin and sliding over itself fills my ears. Every now and then, a piece of cotton rope gently falls on my face before getting picked back up. Is he tying her wrists?
