Sweet Obsession: Windy City Kink, Book 1 (39 page)

Dane pressed on her shoulders from behind. He brushed her hair to one side and leaned into her ear. “It’s just role playing. A sample. Give it a try. You might even like it.” He kissed her neck. She tipped her head to one side to give him better access without even pausing to stop herself.

His lips were so soft, and his breath wafted over her shoulder and ear all at once, melting her insides.

Stephanie knelt on the floor, facing Aiden. She couldn’t not. But she shook. Every muscle in her body went rigid and twitched under the strain. His gravelly voice penetrated the room again. “Good. Dip your face toward the floor a bit. Typically subs don’t make eye contact with their Doms. Keep your gaze below my knees most of the time unless I specifically tell you to look at me.”

She did as told. It felt awkward being led like this, but oh so hot. A tight ball formed in her abdomen, and she bit her lip to hold back a moan. They didn’t need to know the effect they were having on her.
This is a role play. Get it together. It’s a game. You just met these guys yesterday.

Dane’s hands still caressed her shoulders, so lightly she could barely feel them. That was almost worse. “Spread your legs, Steph. Your knees should always be about shoulder width apart when you’re in this position.”

Stephanie walked her knees apart one inch at a time. Her skirt wasn’t pencil tight, but it did stretch to its capacity when she spread herself open. She clenched her pussy.

She moaned. She couldn’t help it. And she closed her eyes. The vulnerability was overwhelming her senses. Two hot men were making her near orgasm with all her clothes on. No one was even touching her skin.

“Good,” Aiden continued, not mentioning the noises she’d made. Bless him. “Now, straighten your spine… That’s it. And grip your hands behind your back.”

Dane helped her with her hands, placing one on top of the other so that she actually held one wrist with the other. “That’s the first position of D/s. It’s called kneel. A typical sub often holds this position for as long as her Master commands, waiting for his next instructions. Often Doms insist on this stance whenever they are in the room.”

Holy Mother of God.
Her heart was racing. The room heated. Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought she would find this arousing. In books yes, but not in real life.

She licked her lips. “Got it. What else should I know?” She glanced at her chest, her breasts high and firm beneath her blouse. With her back straight and her hands behind her, her body felt as if it were on display.

Aiden tipped her face up toward his. She let her gaze travel up his body, pausing momentarily to glimpse his crotch. His cock was hard. And his package looked so sexy in his suit. His legs were spread, and she was so close to the sofa, she practically knelt between them. Grasping her chin harder than necessary, with just the right amount of pressure to be a commanding force without being so hard she wanted to pull away, he spoke. “When you are in this position, never speak to your Master. Not unless he asks you to directly. And always address him as Sir.”

Stephanie swallowed. The lines were blurring. She had trouble concentrating on the fact that this was all for show. Aiden’s eyes sucked her in and held her gaze with an air of authority she found more arousing than anything in her life ever had been.

“You look so sexy when you swallow, doesn’t she, Dane?” He glanced at the man who now circled her and sat next to Aiden. They were tall enough that they both still towered over her, even seated—Dane only a few inches shorter than Aiden.

Her gaze traveled to Dane’s. The look in his eye, penetrating, determined, narrowed as if assessing her for purchase…stopped her heart. She swallowed again, for him. Because he commanded it of her without speaking. Because she couldn’t not. She was sucked into a vortex of submission and wasn’t sure she ever wanted to leave this place. It was so warm. Her skin tingled. She felt more alive than she’d ever felt in her life. And more aroused.

“Good girl.” Dane reached out with one hand and stroked her cheek alongside Aiden’s grip on her chin. With his other hand, he adjusted himself.
That’s so hot.

Stephanie had never given oral in her life, but suddenly she had the urge to handle that undoubtedly fine piece of manhood…with her mouth.

She could scent both men. They had subtle differences. After all, they lived together, so that wasn’t surprising.
And they sleep together…
No wonder their smells meshed. They complemented each other. Each having his own personal scent mixed with the soap and shampoo they shared. And the aftershave… She could picture them standing in the bathroom sharing the sink, the same shaving cream, the same brand of…whatever.

“We need to get you some new clothes. You’re a smokin’ hot woman. Why do you hide under all this material?” Dane reached for her blouse and plucked the shoulder.

Was she allowed to speak?
I’m pretty sure that was rhetorical.

If they only knew.
Because I don’t trust men. Because they leave…
Years of therapy had gotten her where she was today. A college-educated adult with her head held high. She did not need a man.

At least that was what she’d thought before this morning. Now she had two. But they were just pretending, right? Putting her in the position they needed her to play on Friday.

“Are your knees okay?” Aiden asked. “We aren’t being very sensitive. Forgot about spilling coffee on you earlier.” He released her chin and grabbed her hand to pull her to standing.

She hadn’t noticed her knees at all.

She was still stuck on the words “smokin’ hot woman”.

Stephanie stood taller than the men now, and they both dipped their heads to inspect her knees. Her skirt was too long. It reached just below her knees. Aiden pushed it up without comment and held it high on her thighs. Dane grazed his fingers over her pink skin.

Stephanie wobbled on her feet, her body threatening to collapse under their intense scrutiny so close to her bare skin. She stepped back and grasped them both by the shoulders to steady herself. “I’m fine.”

Dane cocked his head to one side. “Are you shy in general, or just hiding under that prim outfit?”

Sweet Obsession

Kelly Jamieson

Wine her, dine her…then untie her.

Windy City Kink, Book 1

Sasha Bendel is a bundle of nerves as she knocks on the door of a Gold Coast penthouse. Her landscape design business took a hard hit when one of her biggest clients defaulted on his payment, and she desperately needs this rooftop garden design project to get back in the black.

But when her potential client answers the door, she’s stunned. It’s her old high school boyfriend, the one her wealthy parents ran out of her life when they were discovered engaging in some youthful exploration of bondage and discipline.

Twelve years ago, Jack Grenville let Sasha’s powerful father intimidate him into giving up the love of his life. With the help of a sensei, he’s overcome his obstacles and accepted his sexual dominance. Now he’s back in Chicago to claim what’s his—Sasha.

One look at Jack brings back all the forbidden desires Sasha’s put on lock-down since that shameful night. No way can she turn down this money-is-no-object job…but can she resist Jack’s no-knots-barred determination to recapture her heart?

Warning: This book contains a woman with a sweet tooth, a man with a sweet obsession, a cupboard full of bondage rope, and some not-so-sweet kink.

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