Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Remy slid her panties down. He left them around her ankles.
She closed her eyes, knowing that her face had to be bright red.
“Ooh, this is a little bag of fun, isn’t it?” Loki said, drawing out a black bag with the expo’s name on it.
Shoot.
She probably should have thought this through.
“It was a goody bag!” she said. “I didn’t choose this stuff.” She didn’t buy anything except her rainbow vibrator.
“Let’s see what there is,” Remy said.
“Shouldn’t I get in my bath?” she said desperately. “It will get cold.”
“I’ll reheat it for you, baby,” Remy told her.
“Having an answer for everything is not sexy,” she muttered.
He just chuckled as Loki reached into the bag and started drawing out things.
First was a pair of handcuffs with soft, black material on the inside of them.
“These will come in handy,” Loki said, staring down at them intently.
“I think Loki likes the idea of restraining you, baby girl.”
She shivered as arousal made her clit throb, her nipples harden.
“I think our girl likes the idea of that too,” Remy added.
“Perfect,” Loki said in a low voice. There was a flicker of worry mixed with the hunger, though.
She knew he was concerned that he’d fuck up and hurt her.
But she didn’t see how that was possible when he was so protective of her.
However, she knew that words wouldn’t help convince him.
Only actions would.
And if he felt better with Remy there, watching . . . well, she was all for that.
Lucky, lucky her.
“I can’t wait for that,” she said huskily as her bra was undone and then Remy pulled it down her arms from behind her.
Instinctively, her arms came up to cover her breasts.
Loki frowned at her. “What are you doing?”
“Umm.”
“You don’t have any body hang-ups, do you? Wouldn’t I know? Shouldn’t you have told me?” Loki asked.
“I think probably everyone has one or two, right?” she replied.
“Not me. I’m a fine specimen of a man,” Loki claimed, puffing his chest out.
She rolled her eyes at him.
“You have no reason to be ashamed of any part of your body, baby,” Remy said, standing behind her to kiss along her shoulder. “Show us.”
She realized then that he was able to see her in the mirror on the cabinet in front of her. Loki was standing off to the side, his hand back in the bag.
“Drop the arm,” Remy said firmly.
Isa lowered her arm, her breathing growing heavy as she studied Remy in the mirror. His gaze was hot, intent. He was so big compared to her.
And she loved that.
Reaching around her, he cupped her small breasts. “Most gorgeous breasts I’ve ever seen in my life.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him how many he’d seen. Then she realized she had no desire to know.
“Fuck,” Loki said, his gaze caught on her nipples which were hard and sensitive.
Remy ran his thumbs over them and she let out a small whimper. A shiver ran through her.
“Are you cold?” Remy demanded. “Maybe we should get her in that bath.”
Oh no.
They couldn’t stop now.
“She’s not cold,” Loki said with a knowing look. “That shiver was pure need. What do you need, Tink? Do you want my mouth on your nipples? Sucking you hard? Is that it?”
She whimpered, nodding. God, she needed that so bad.
“Feed them to me,” Loki said.
Huh?
She didn’t understand what he was saying. But then she realized his words weren’t directed at her . . . but at the man still cupping her breasts.
As Loki bent down, his hands on her hips, Remy offered up her breasts to him. He licked his tongue across her right nipple, then her left. And then his mouth surrounded her nipple, sucking strongly.
Oh hell.
It was like her nipple had a direct path to her clit. Everything he did to her had echoes of pleasure in her pussy.
More. More.
“Please,” she cried.
Loki drew back, smiling up at her. It was a wicked sort of grin. One that promised torturous pleasure. He moved to her other nipple, but only sucked on it lightly before standing.
“Nooo,” she cried. “I need more.”
“I don’t know if naughty girls get to come,” Loki murmured. “Do they, Remy?”
“Hmm. That’s a good point. She hasn’t been punished yet.”
“Nooo! No fair. You said lines and corner time,” she said with a pout. “Nothing about not being able to come.”
“We did say that,” Loki said.
Oh, thank God.
“But she could be edged a bit,” Remy added. “Since she won’t be getting her punishment until tomorrow.”
She wouldn’t?
“Let’s see what else is in this bag,” Loki said, reaching into it again. This time he drew out a small velvet bag. “What’s in here?”
She knew what was in there. And they really didn’t need to see them.
“It’s nothing,” she said quickly. But she should have known Loki wouldn’t stop. He drew out some lavender-colored balls that were connected with a thin string.