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“I’m speechless, Miami. It’s almost too pretty to eat. No one has ever done anything like this for me.” He was pleased to see her shoulders relax with his reassurance.
“Eat up. CeCe put a note in your packet of information that you hadn’t had lunch. I know it’s early, but with your muscular build, you need a lot of calories to mend.”
She was right, but it was damned humbling to have her fussing over him. It didn’t take him long to clean the plate, and he had to admit, he seemed to be handling the medication much better after eating.
“I’m anxious to see what you bought atThe Boutiquetoday.” Miami’s cheeks turned such a deep shade of red, Giles bet she would glow in the dark.
“Miami, we want you to pick five of your favorite outfits and model them for us. Save your very favorite for last—that’s what you’ll wear when we go downstairs.” He would have laughed out loud at her deer in the headlights look if he hadn’t known she would misinterpret his amusement. “Get moving, baby. I want Giles to enjoy all five, and we both know he needs to rest.” As he expected, her big heart triumphed over her embarrassment. When she started gathering bags from the dining room table, Essex shook his head. “No, baby, spread everything out on the other sofa. We’ll wait while you make your choices.”
“We’ll also make certain you aren’t being too conservative. If you try to play it safe, we’ll intervene.”
Essex could hear the fatigue in his friend’s voice. Giles was going to lose the battle he was waging against sleep, but Essex had to give him credit; he was fighting it every step of the way. Essex didn’t want Giles to miss out on the fashion show, so he was determined to speed things along.
“If you haven’t made your first choice in the next three minutes, Giles will choose for you.” Something in his words must have pulled her back to the moment. Miami appeared startled for a few seconds before she scrambled to drape outfits over the overly long sofa. Watching as she caressed the silky garments, moving the fabric sensually between her fingers was sending enough blood to his groin to make him lightheaded. Christ, everything she did was erotic, and his control was fraying faster than he’d known possible.
Giving Giles the hand signal for heads up, they watched as she set one outfit aside. Smiling to himself, Essex wasn’t surprised. He’d seen the interest in her eyes when she picked up the violet lace camisole and thong at the store. From this distance, the simple design looked unremarkable. Up close, the intricate violet stitching was stunning. The thread was the same shade as the fabric, but up close, the difference in textures made the delicate floral design stand out. Essex was pleased she’d chosen to set it aside for last. The color of the material matched her eyes perfectly. It was as if the garment had been custom-made for Miami.
When she picked up the white chemise and panty set, Essex finally had the insight he’d been waiting for. It might not be a conscious decision, but their darling sub was sending a very clear message with her choice of virginal white to start things off. Communicating her virginal status as a submissive with color and one of the most traditional style choices, Miami was reminding them she was inexperienced. She turned to the hall, but once again, he stopped her with a simple command.
“No, baby. Change here. We’ll enjoy the process as much as the view.” Her eyes widened, and for a few seconds, he thought she was going to protest. When her gaze moved to Giles, Essex knew she could see sleep creeping closer. With a sigh of resignation, she shimmied out of her jeans and pulled the tight t-shirt she was wearing over her head. Essex wasn’t normally a fan of panties, and he wasn’t sure where she’d gotten the ones she was wearing, but the way they hugged her tight ass cheeks with lace was hotter than hell.
“She’s going to kill me. Swear to all things in heaven, my heart nearly stopped.” Giles’s whispered words echoed Essex’s own thoughts. “Where did she get those? I know we didn’t pack anything remotely that tempting.” The question had been directed at Essex, but Miami gave them a cheeky grin before responding.
“Tobi sent me a care package yesterday. She felt bad they had nothing in my size in the shops behind the club, so she grabbed some new things she had at home. These are the samples a company in New Orleans sent her.”
“Remind me to send Tobi a note of thanks… maybe a dozen roses and a box of chocolates. We’ll also want the name of the company in New Orleans… because…damn.” Giles and Essex stared at Miami for so long that she started to fidget. Surprising Essex, Giles regained his voice first.
“Keep going, sweetheart. As much as we appreciate those pretty pieces of lingerie, I hear you spent a couple of hours at the spa with Tobi and Gracie. I’m anxious to see the results.”
Miami carefully unfastened the front closure on her bra before dropping it onto a nearby chair. Her nipples were already peaked in tight buds Essex could hardly wait to taste. The heady scent of her arousal made him think a fashion show had been a foolish idea. He’d much prefer to watch her slide her slick opening over Giles’s cock as Essex pushed his own length between her lips. When her thumbs slipped under the elastic at her waist, Essex held his breath even though he’d already seen the technician’s handiwork.
“Holy hell. Come closer.” Giles hadn’t taken his eyes off her, devouring the visual feast in front of him. Using his good hand, he readjusted his cock as it swelled in anticipation. When she stopped a couple of feet away, Giles crooked his finger, beckoning her closer. She stepped close enough for him to skim the tips of his fingers in a feather-light touch over the smooth skin over her mons. Rotating his hand so his fingers slid between the lips of her labia, Giles smiled when a soft moan escaped her lips. “You’re much more sensitive now, aren’t you? Every touch is magnified, every sensation more intense.”
“Yes. The tech warned me, but I wasn’t ready for how it would steal my focus.” Her confession explained why she’d barely been able to sit still all day.
The realization made Essex smile. When her legs started to tremble, Essex knew she was seconds away from coming.
“Not yet, baby. Let Giles play a little longer. He seems to be enjoying the feel of your wet folds.”
“I… I… I don’t know if I can stop it. It’s like a freight train without brakes.”
He appreciated her honesty, but he and Giles were committed tobeginning as they intended to go, so they stopped.
“No. Please. Oh, fudgesicles, I was so close. Couldn’t you hear my body thundering toward an earth-shattering orgasm? It will take me weeks to get there again.”
Essex was astonished by the admission. Miami was a passionate woman, full of life, sensuality oozing from every pore. If she had trouble reaching orgasm, Miami hadn’t been with the right men. If he was honest, there was a part of him that was relieved. He’d never been jealous of a woman’s former lovers. Hell, before Miami, he’d never been with a woman he wanted to make his own.
“Your orgasms belong to us, baby. No one touches this pretty pussy but us.”
“No one… and that includes you, Miami.” Giles smiled when her eyes flew open, outrage battling embarrassment. When they’d first met her, Miami had soaked up every tidbit of information she could about the lifestyle. She’d been interested before they stormed into her life, but he suspected she’d set it all on the back burner when they’d left.
“But it’s my body. I should be able to touch it if I want to.”
Essex lifted a brow, inclining his head toward Giles. He planned to enjoy watching Giles explain why those slender, French-tipped fingers would not be providing any relief unless given permission. Personally, Essex found it hotter than hell to watch a woman get herself off, and it was a pleasure he would enjoy exploring with Miami. First, though, she needed to understand they didn’t want her coming without one of them calling the shots.
“That’s where you’re wrong, Miami. You belong to us now. Every inch of you is ours.” Giles moved his hand so it was wrapped around the inside of her thigh, just above her knee. Essex saw her shudder at his friend’s touch. His hand moved up as Giles watched her closely. Essex knew what the other man was looking for—the moment when desire outweighed the feeling she was giving in too easily.
One of the greatest injustices to women was society’s expectation sexual submission was a surrender of power when they were actually the ones in charge. An experienced submissive knew how to negotiate a scene before it started. They understood the power of their safe word but rarely needed it because the boundaries were set in advance.
