Free Pleasure Bound by Opal Carew Page B

there in bed with Marie. Making love to Marie. Zeke had stolen Ashley from Ty years ago and now he’d stolen Marie. God damn it. Why the hell did he have to show up now and ruin everything?
    He grabbed Marie’s key from the drawer then headed down the hall. He knocked, but she didn’t answer, so he let himself in, as she’d instructed.
    “Marie?” he called. When she didn’t answer, he walked into the kitchen, but she wasn’t there. “Marie?” he called again.
    The fur-ball trotted into the kitchen, meowing loudly. Ty noticed a note on the counter and before he could pick it up, the cat bounded onto the countertop and sat on it, then thrust its head against Ty’s hand. Ty picked up the animal and petted it absently as he glanced at the piece of paper.
     
I’m in the bedroom.
    Ty’s heart rate doubled at the thought of Marie inviting him into her bedroom. His cock twitched, but he pushed aside lusty thoughts, knowing this might not be what he was hoping it was. He strode down the hall and peered into her spare bedroom. The computer was turned off and the room was empty. He continued down the hall, and noticed a note on her bedroom door.
     
Come in.
    A quiver raced through him. All kinds of exciting ideas scurried through his head, but he thrust them aside, unwilling to get his hopes up.
    He pushed the door open.
    *   *   *
     
    Marie heard the key in the lock of her apartment door. Oh God, was that Ty, or had Zeke come back? Then she heard Ty call her name.
    What would Ty think when he saw her? She felt her cheeks burn. Plagued with second thoughts, she wished she could scurry from the bed and hide.
    When Zeke first told her that he was going to send Ty in here, she’d balked, but the reality was that she had wanted Ty for a long time. Zeke knew Ty well and assured her Ty would be up for it.
    She remembered that first morning-after in her apartment when Zeke had playfully talked her through a threesome with Ty as Zeke had made love to her. As he’d fucked her, he’d told her to imagine her neighbor’s cock gliding into her as he watched from the chair. He’d had her repeat Ty’s name, making it more real. Later in the fantasy, Zeke had told her to imagine both men pumping into her at the same time.
    Her insides quivered in need.
    Did Zeke hope to watch in real life like he had in the fantasy? To convince Ty to fuck her while he watched, then join them?
    Ty called her name again, closer this time. She heard his footsteps in the hallway outside her bedroom. Oh God, what would Ty think when he saw her?
    This whole thing was crazy—hands-down the craziest thing she’d ever done. But at the same time, it was also the most thrilling. She’d never felt so decadent … and so aroused in her entire life.
    She remembered the heat in Ty’s eyes when he looked at her sometimes. She was sure the attraction between them was mutual. When he saw her like this, would he find it as much of a turn-on as she did? And would he act on his attraction?
    She drew in a deep breath as the door pushed open. God, she hoped so.
    *   *   *
     
    “Marie,” Ty called as he pushed open the door.
    He froze at the sight of Marie, totally naked and spread-eagled on the bed. His cock lurched to attention as he took in her bare breasts, her long slender legs, and a large round purple bow, about six inches in diameter, strategically placed on her pelvis, attached to a piece of notepaper jutting below.
    Then he realized she was gagged and bound.
    “Oh my God, Marie, are you all right?”
    There were no sheets or blankets in sight to cover her, so he tugged off his T-shirt as he raced toward the bed ready to free her. Then he slowed down. What if he had just walked in on the middle of a kinky sex session with her and Zeke? He might walk in any second.
    “Am I … intruding? Is Zeke here?”
    He did not want to run into Zeke.
    A memory of Ashley, bound and gagged, both he and Zeke pumping into her, flashed through his mind,