Disposable razors and a new loofah are under the
counter along with a blow-dryer for you. So get to it and we’ll make this a
night you’ll never forget.”
“Thanks,” I said, and meant it.
“Don’t thank me yet. We’ve got hours to go and you may want
to strangle me before everything is perfect and I deem you fit to walk the
halls of The Library.” A series of sharp raps ground our conversation to a
halt.
“Hey, Jenna.” Nick’s muffled voice filtered through the
door. “The walkie-talkies are all on different channels again. Jackson and I
need your help to reset them.”
“That’s the third or fourth time this week we’ve had issues
with those. If it’s not one thing, it’s another lately. Maybe we have bad
luck.” She shrugged and said, “I bet Nick’s messing with them so I can’t say
no.” She rolled her eyes. “Let me go deal with him so we can get your inner
hoochie to come out and play. After I get done with you, neither of those men
will be able to keep their body parts to themselves. Not to mention the other
Doms they’ll have to beat off with a stick. Ha, I said beat off.” With a wink,
she turned and closed the door.
I couldn’t help but smile.
Who knew fairy godmothers wore leather, had drawers full of
restraints and made fetish wear for a living? Corsets and bondage and floggers,
oh my…
* * * * *
A little while later, I stepped from the bathroom with
nothing but a towel wrapped around me. My dry hair hung straight and loose down
my back as instructed. I was a little worried about the plug. It was clear so I
hoped Jenna wouldn’t be able to see it, but still…
“I want you in my bed.”
Startled, I clutched my towel tighter. Jared stood in the
doorway. He had a pair of slacks on and nothing else, with his hands in his
pockets. His blond hair looked wet, as if he’d come straight here from the
shower, and I remembered our time in the water earlier. I launched myself at
him. He held me tight as I found his mouth with mine and he opened for me as my
tongue danced across his lips. I moaned when we came up for air. He licked
across my shoulder and picked up several drops of water that hadn’t dried yet.
“Damn, you taste good, Cyn,” he groaned as he set me on my
feet. “I want to see you,” he whispered, untucking the towel from where I had
it looped between my breasts. He tugged it free until the towel dropped to my
feet. “You’d be naked all day long if I had any say in it.”
I grabbed on to his shoulders as a violent tremor of
pleasure rocked my body. He fixed onto my nipple with his teeth and gently bit
the tight tip. I moaned again at the feel of his mouth.
“Naughty, naughty, Mr. J,” someone said loud enough to drown
out the blood rushing in my head.
I blinked and tried to focus on the door again.
There stood Jenna with a fist planted on her hip, shaking
her finger at Jared. “She’s mine for another hour. Then you can play all you
want. But for now, out.”
The world fell away. Jared was still looking only at me,
continuing to stroke my now-stiff nipple. A little whimper escaped my throat. I
wasn’t embarrassed being caught with him. I was so turned-on and I wanted
nothing more than to climb his body again and convince him to start the
festivities early.
I caught his hand and held it in place.
“We’ll see you again before they take you downstairs, baby.
We’ve got a little something for you.” He bent to my mouth and swept his tongue
inside as he caressed the soft swell of my breast. “I’d better go finish
changing so we can make one of your fantasies come to life.” He winked at me
and strode from the room, closing the door as he left.
“Oh. My. God.”
“Huh,” was all I could weakly muster as I tried to get my
libido under control. The plug in my rear had changed from a nuisance to
something more. Something decadent and erotic and it wasn’t enough.
“Jared. He’s totally into you. I mean… really into
you.”