Page 45 of Tangled Temptation

“At least, I won’t give anyone a heart attack.”

Jared chuckled. “I have some items for you to wear underneath.” He held up a thong.

Angie puffed out a breath. “You’re going to tease me again today.”

“You bet I am.” Jared stepped up to her and knelt. She lifted one foot and then the other, and then he slipped the thong up her legs. “Spread your legs.”

He finished pulling the material up until it was snug around her waist. Using his fingers, he traced the thong between her butt cheeks, then to her pussy. Her hips shifted when his fingers took the two rows of beads that made up the front of the thong and adjusted them.

“No vibrator this time, but the beads will stimulate you.” He tightened the thong. “How does that feel?”

“Sinful.”

Jared chuckled. He stood and picked up another toy, then slipped it over her neck. “This is a great piece of jewelry.” He ran the silver chain down her neck until the ends hung below her breasts. “These”—he held up two silver drops—“are very special.”

He slipped the lambskin leather loop over her already hard nipples and tightened the loop. Once that was done, he released the sliver drops.

Angie gasped.

“I love these.” He flicked one of the drops with his finger before he stepped back to admire his handiwork.

“Why is it I always have to wear the jewelry? Why can’t I put some on you?”

“One day.” He kissed her. “Go ahead and dress.” Jared walked away. The idea of her putting a cock lariat or other such items on him had his dick straining against his pants. He wasn’t opposed to the idea.

Once she finished dressing, he took her hand and led her downstairs and onto the back porch. He’d already set everything up. Jared stretched out on the lounger, legs on either side, and patted the space between them. Angie sat and leaned back against his chest.

“Let’s chat,” Jared suggested. “Tell me more about yourself. Where did you grow up?”

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Angie took a deep breath. She didn’t talk much about her family. “After I was adopted, Visalia, in the Central Valley.” The feeling of dread when she talked about her adopted family was absent.Interesting.

“What made you move to San Francisco?”

“I wanted the big city and bright lights.” Her stomach tightened when she remembered moving. Her adopted family was great, but they didn’t have a lot of money. She only had a couple changes of clothes and money she’d saved up from summer jobs.

She’d come a long way from that scared eighteen-year-old. “What about you? Where was the ranch you grew up on?” It was only fair that she learn about him too.

His arms tightened where they rested around her waist. “I grew up in Orland. It’s a couple hours’ drive from here.”

“Another small town.”

“Yes, but I loved it.”

“I bet. You could be top dog.” She was enjoying this laid-back relaxed chat with Jared, even if every little movement ratcheted up her need for him.

He laughed. “So to speak. I’ve always liked to be in control. I know my limits in public situations, though.” His lips brushed her temple. “How did you become a CPA?”

“I like numbers.” She shifted. The beads on the thong were driving her a little crazy. “I was good at math, so I took a clerical position at a firm, attended night classes, and worked my way up.”

“And succeeded.”

“Yes.” She sighed.Maybe succeeded too much.If success meant having to make all the decisions, she’d rather have failed. She was tired of making all the decisions. This time with Jared had been a blessing. Her mind already felt freer than it had in a long time. “Where did you go to college?”

“San Francisco State.”

“Is that where you met Tyler?” Becca had told her about meeting Tyler in college.

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