“I’ve wanted to, but I’ve never trusted anyone enough.” Which was silly when there had been plenty of Doms at the Twisted Thorn who would have happily suspended her. Doms that she could have trusted.
She just hadn’t been able to bring herself to take that step.
Travis tightened his arm around her waist and kissed her neck, making her shiver with desire.
More. Lord, she wanted more of him.
“I like that,” he told her. “I like being your first.”
So did she.
Fuck it washard to be in the club with her and not bend her over the nearest bench and fuck her into oblivion.
Especially when she was dressed the way she was.
He hadn’t prepared himself for how hot she would look when she’d walked out of the bedroom wearing this outfit.
When he’d announced that she was coming to stay at his place for the weekend, he’d been kind of surprised that she hadn’t protested. She’d simply packed a bag.
However, convincing her to stay longer than the weekend wouldn’t be so easy. However, he didn’t see why she would wantto stay at her place. His was bigger and it had much better security.
Tomorrow, he’d tell her that he wanted her to move in. He was certain she’d see how it made sense.
But, fuck, right now he was finding it hard to concentrate with all the blood rushing to his cock.
And he knew she was just as turned on. He could see her nipples pressing against the lacy material of her gown. And he would bet everything he owned that her panties were wet.
“You are so fucking hot,” he said to her. “As soon as I get you home, I’m going to fuck you against the wall. Or the door. Or on the floor. I’m not even going to make it to the bed.”
A shiver ran through her as he lightly bit her ear.
They were standing near a medical scene. Two ‘doctors’ had the ‘patient’ strapped down and were performing a number of ‘tests’ which had so far included sliding an anal plug into her ass and bringing her to orgasm with a clit tickler. Now one of them was clamping her nipples while the other checked her tonsils . . . by thrusting his cock deep into her mouth.
Rory suddenly swayed in front of them and Jace picked her up, cradling her against his chest.
Travis stepped toward them with Caren.
“Is she all right?” Travis asked in concern.
“Rory? You okay?” Caren asked, placing her hand on the younger woman’s.
“Yes, I’m fine. Sorry,” Rory said, wriggling around. “You can put me down.”
“Stay still,” Jace told her. “I’m not putting you down. You’re exhausted.”
“I’m fine.”
But it was clear she was done in. Her words were almost slurring together.
“I think you better go home to bed,” Caren told her gently. “Do you want me to come stay with you tonight? I don’t know if you should be alone.”
“Hey, is she all right?” Kane rushed up to them with concern on his face.
Jace scowled at the other man.
Hmm. Travis wondered how that was going to go. They both seemed very worried over Rory.
“She’s fine,” Jace said shortly.