by Sara Brookes
Chapter Twenty
Ezra led her to the window, dragging a chair with him. He left her there, retrieving something from a cabinet near the door, and returned holding a long length of neon green nylon cord. “I’m not the artist Enver is when it comes to ropework, but I can manage well enough.”
He came to stand next to her, positioning her by the glass, and gestured for her hands, bringing her wrists together in front of him. He started looping the soft rope around her wrists, winding up most of her forearms before he tucked the long trailing end of the rope up the coil and pulled it between her hands.
A smile played over his lips as he wound the free length around his fist and signaled for her to turn around. He reached between her legs, threaded the free end through the loop of metal attached to the window and then sat back up. When he did, he tugged and pulled her forward. He gave a satisfied grunt and then pulled more, until she was bent over in front of him.
“Oh, that’s pretty.” He touched the wet heat between her legs, dragging his finger through the dampness. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of his gentle touch against her aching flesh. “I’m tempted to keep you like this, but I have other plans.” He tugged again and again, until her knuckles brushed against the wood floor.
He caged her hips, lifting them so he took a great deal of her weight. “Put your shins on my thighs.” For a moment, panic swirled through her gut. Getting into the position he wanted meant she had to surrender total control. He didn’t push her or coax her, simply waited for her to decide she was ready. She did, wondering what his intent was with the strange position. He eased her hips down, nestling them between his knees. “Lower your chest onto my legs so I can support you entirely.”
He hooked the rope around the bottom of his foot, using that to lock her into place. The way he’d positioned them meant they were at an angle, everything on full display while allowing her to look out of the glass and see the hallway and rooms beyond.
As she relaxed fully, she gave a loud sigh. Being cradled against him this way was far more comfortable than she’d expected. He’d found a way to balance the harsh reality of being restrained by someone with how he’d positioned her against his body and tenderly took his time exploring.
“Mmm, that’s a girl. You like this, don’t you?” Ezra dragged his finger against her pussy lips. “I do too. Perfectly positions you for me to play however I want. I love your body.” He spread his hands over the flare of her hips, and the gentle curves her thighs and butt made as she was draped over him. “It’s more than that, though. I love hearing the way your breath moves faster when I touch you. The way it felt when I was deep inside your throat.” He touched his thumb against her pulsing clit, circled it a few times. “I saw your desire in your eyes. Know you want me to fuck you without you saying a word. How you’re willing to accept whatever I decide to give you.”
He brushed his fingers against her slit, playing with her pussy lips while she was free to let her gaze roam to the hallway beyond the glass. This time she noted the space wasn’t empty. Someone was standing in the shadows, the dim light in the hall highlighting the figure enough to make out the sharp line of an impeccably pressed collar. The golden glint of a wristwatch, and the sparkle of a clip holding a pen tucked inside the pocket of the shirt. A pen she’d helped pick out. Had used to write her incredibly long list of needs, wants and limits.
Kochran stepped out of the shadows and allowed her to see him fully. His eyes flickered in the low light, the intensity of his gaze washing over her even though they were separated by the pane of glass. If Ezra noticed they had company, Kochran’s presence didn’t stop him.
“Tell me what you like about Kochran and me sharing you.”
She hadn’t expected to have the conversation with Ezra like this. Then again, she was laid out on his lap, naked and spread wide for his pleasure while she stared at the other man she’d allowed to dominate her.
“If you don’t, I’ll stop.” Ezra circled her opening, ’round and ’round, until she hissed. “C’mon, I know it has to be a good story if you’re that hesitant.” He paused again, waiting for her confession. She affected a pout so he could see it in the reflection of the glass. “You’re cute when you do that.”
“Enough to distract you?”
“Nope,” he answered simply.
“Fine.” Though she knew Ezra would never judge her, she was still hesitant. Who wouldn’t be, exposing such truths? “You’re both forbidden. Intimidating. Sexy. Sometimes I feel as though I won’t survive either of you. But then you do...things.”
Though Ezra never stopped moving, his touch altered. Not rough, but certainly focused on what she had to say. “What kinds of things, Maddy?”
“Stuff,” she muttered.
He tightened his fingers on her thighs.
Sensation curled around her. She needed him deep inside her but knew he wouldn’t grant her that privilege until he was satisfied with her answer. “Things that are messy and out of bounds in normal life.”
“Ah, but my crafty little code-wrangler, in Noble House this is normal.”
Her thoughts splintered as she realized he was right. “This may be normal, but you two can out dirty me.”
“Says the woman who keeps chasing her desire to explore. Just like in Court with Kochran. Right now with me, free for any member to walk by, stop and watch you.” She gave a full-body shiver as the force of his touch increased. “Sex wasn’t fun before, beautiful, because you didn’t explore your kinkier desires. Didn’t open yourself up to the wide, wide world of possibilities.”
“I—Kochran had me write them all down.” No reason to stop her confessions now. “Commanded me to write out one of my fantasies. I’ve never...yeah, I never thought this kind of thing would get me off.” The admission had come more easily than she’d expected.
“But you can’t imagine it any other way now, can you?” He traced his thumb slowly back and forth over her opening.
“No.” Sex would always be fun as long Ezra and Kochran were involved.
He dragged his fingertips through her slick folds, playing and teasing her with those searching fingers. “This pretty little clit is just begging to be sucked.” As he touched it lightly, she bucked against him. “Next time we’re together, I’m going to hook your legs over my shoulders, map every single bit of your flesh with my tongue until I get lost. Then I’m going to slide inside you, feel you squirm on my dick. Kochran likes to keep you burning, make it so that you’re taking the pain because you need it and not just because it’s what he needs. I’m different.”
He finally, finally slipped a finger inside her. She was frozen for a moment, basking in that incredible slick slide of his flesh against her aching tissue. “Not so different,” she whispered, focusing on the pleasure pulsing through her as he slid his finger in and out. His soft strokes grew more demanding, “We haven’t had intercourse yet.”
Ezra slipped his finger deep, held it there so her internal muscles fluttered around him. “That could be taken a few different ways until I get a little clarification. Do you mean you want us to fuck you during the scenes, or do you want us to fuck you at the same time? Share you?”
The imagery of that hot fantasy she’d had where she’d been with both men flashed behind her eyes, heating already boiling blood.
“Mmm, think I know the answer without you saying a word. You want it all don’t you?”
Noise pounded in her head so Ezra’s voice sounded distant. She instinctually rocked against him, using her body to beg him for more, hungry and eager for whatever he decided to give her. She knew the answer too.
He uncrossed his ankles, the end of the rope he’d kept secured between his legs falling away. “Feet down.”
Though she was disappointed he wasn’t going to let her orgasm this way, she knew he had a plan. She was interested in learning what his devious mind had
conjured.
He held her securely while she repositioned herself according to his directions. She had been in his lap, but now she straddled his thighs. He still had the end of the rope that was threaded through the metal loop at the window, and he used it to position her bound arms straight out in front of her. The position meant she had to rely solely on him for balance, trust him to keep her safe.
Her cunt was overly swollen as he entered her for the first time with his condom-covered cock, taking him all the way inside her. Sparks lit behind her eyes, blurring everything as pleasure radiated down through her body in a shower of light and energy. Ezra held her in the position he wanted, pinning her in place while he held himself fully within her, allowing her to adjust to his size. Then he was curling his fingertips into her hips, clutching them harder as he angled back, slowly withdrawing until just the crown remained. He filled her again, grunting as he sheathed himself to the hilt. Pleasure suffused her, colors pinwheeling behind her closed eyelids. Every sensation arched through her as though every sense was alive without shields.
Oh, hell, she was going to die.
Ezra pressed his chest against her back, pushing her hair to the side to expose her ear. He kept himself buried inside her while he spoke. “Kochran’s out there watching us. Do you want me to tell him to come join us?”
Maddy’s inner walls clenched tightly around Ezra even as she shook her head.
“You like that idea.” Ezra gave a dark laugh. “But you like the idea of him watching us even more, don’t you? Like showing off for him while you ride me.”
Her muscles fluttered then clenched again. Ezra hissed. “Christ, you’re tight.” He lifted her back up until just the tip of him remained inside her.
Kochran’s eyes smoldered with a molten heat that reached her even through the glass. He slid his hands into his pockets, the tight stretch of fabric drawing her gaze to his obvious erection. As much as she wanted him to remain where he was, she also wanted him in the room. To stand in front of her, direct her mouth over and along the luscious length of his cock. Force her to swallow him over and over, just the same way she’d done earlier for Ezra.
“Are you thinking about him while I’m buried inside you? Imagining him here with us, ordering you to give him a blowjob while I fuck you? Fantasizing about taking us both inside you at the same time?”
She almost came at the questions, but she managed to keep a leash on her control. “Yes.”
“Good.” Ezra drove hard into her with such force, Maddy gave a keening wail. Before her eyes fluttered closed, she swore she saw Kochran’s eyes flash, that tempting erection twitching under the fabric confining his interest. “I want you to think about him. Obsess about how much you want him, because he wants you too. Wants to be me. So we’re going to give him a damn good show, baby girl.”
The use of Kochran’s pet name for her struck all the right chords.
Ezra plunged deeper, his full strokes hitting places she didn’t know existed. She gave a long, trembling sigh as she absorbed each one of his thrusts. The world had slowed, not much more than a crawl of time passing by. She released a low, breathy moan as Ezra drove harder. She kept her gaze directly on Kochran as Ezra thrust deep, withdrew, and then thrust deep again. The full penetration caused a hot trail of need through her, spiraling around her clit as Ezra grunted his approval.
Maddy angled her hips higher in offering, loving the way Kochran’s gaze fell to where she and Ezra were connected. She moaned and writhed, her palms sweating against the rope she clung to as she struggled with the desire to orgasm. She held back, determined to give Ezra pleasure before she sought her own. She tightened her inner muscles, pleased at Ezra’s answering hiss, his fingers digging hard into her hips. She bore down again, as hard as she could so that each time he withdrew there was just as much resistance as when he shoved forward. A sharp crack resonated through the room suddenly, and Maddy gave a loud squeal as pain erupted high on her thigh. Ezra slammed fully into her, need bursting bright and hot deep inside her body.
“You will give me your orgasm, Maddy. Now.” He growled the last word, and it touched off something deep and primal. She wanted to hold on longer, prove that she could, but his guttural curses tipped her over the edge. She let go, her voice echoing back to her because of her close proximity to the window. Her cries melted into lusty pleas.
“I will give you as much as you want, beautiful. Whenever you want.”
Even as she fell apart in Ezra’s arms, she continued to move, riding wave after wave as they crashed into her. Pleasure throbbed as the dizzying power of the orgasm slammed into her with a rush, wild and heady. Ezra began to bang into her with hard, demanding thrusts as obscenities tripped off his tongue. She came again with a blinding explosion, the trigger Ezra needed to follow her into oblivion.
When she was finally able to open her eyes again, and her vision focused, her gaze collided with Kochran’s. His face just inches from hers, separated only by the glass, his eyes wild and feral. Maddy leaned forward, resting her sweaty forehead against the pane. Ezra moved his hands over her, massaging away the strain that had developed in her shoulders from the odd angle, then held her until her legs had the strength to support her again.
“Stay there, love.” As though she would even think of moving since the glass was the only thing holding her upright.
Kochran’s gaze stayed with her as though he was playing protector while Ezra unwrapped her arms. Though he was clearly satisfied with the display he’d been witness to, tension lined his face. He touched the glass over her forehead just as Ezra returned with a warm washcloth and gently cleaned her. Her knees were trembling by the time he’d finished and he took her weight in his arms to lift her. She finally tore her gaze away from Kochran’s as Ezra turned her.
Through the haze of satisfaction, he settled them on the cottony mattress. He cradled her, safe and secure, while she floated down through the haze of utter satisfaction. The soft glow of intimacy settled around them as she rested her head against his chest, heard his heart settling from its gallop.
“That was—”
“Fun?” Ezra finished with a soft chuckle.
It had been so much more than simple fun, but she wasn’t sure how to articulate that. How to confess that she’d also had a link with Kochran despite the thickness of glass that had separated them. The trio had shared a connection she couldn’t explain, couldn’t label. What she did know was that she was quickly descending into a world where simple, friendly fucks weren’t going to satisfy her. Her concept of normal was changing thanks to the men, and she didn’t much mind.
She was worried that if she did say something, it would all shatter into shards and she wouldn’t be able to fit the pieces back together no matter how strong a glue she used. Instead, she snuggled against him, allowing herself to be held, and slept.
Chapter Twenty-One
The rest of July passed in a blur for Maddy. As she’d dug deeper and deeper into the website’s code, the more she learned about Ezra on a fundamental level. Pieces of his code were brilliant, laid out with a level of skill she admired. After she’d learned about how his marriages had broken up, she’d understood the reason for his lack of attention to detail in some places. Since she’d started working with him side by side, the quality of his work had increased exponentially.
It was as though Ezra had found himself again.
In between the hours she put in for work at the club, Ezra continued to put her front and center in the row of rooms with windows. He took his time exploring her likes, pushing her with gentle nudges toward things she wasn’t sure about. She discovered her list of interests growing more varied after each of their sessions.
Kochran was there every time, watching with rapt interest from the other side of the glass. As though he not only got off on watching her with Ezra, but on the denial of his own pleasure.
Even two
nights ago, when they had been in the room with the blacked-out window. She’d discovered it was a one-way mirror where the occupants of the room could see out, but no one could see in. That time, Ezra had used a microphone and speakers to pipe the sounds from the room to the hall. Kochran had gifted her with a lengthy note the following day, detailing his reaction to every single one of her screams. Her throat was still a little raw, but she found she liked the reminder of the intense scene every time she swallowed. Liked having that note hidden in her desk in Ezra’s office, hers to look at whenever she chose. It had been the last thing she’d looked at before she’d gone home last night.
She’d come to Noble House a few hours before her shift Saturday afternoon to get a little extra work done, but had found a note taped to the office door. Her name had been written on the envelope in Kochran’s gorgeous handwriting.
Come to Court.
Thoughts of working early vanished as she made her way down to the first floor. Nights of wishing and hoping Kochran would finally take their play to the next level had finally come to an end. She’d hoped that when he decided to take that step, he could continue with the open scenes anyone would be allowed to watch. Though she appreciated Ezra’s subtlety, she also liked Kochran’s brash openness.
She found him sitting in the same chair Enver had bound her to, but this time, a bench stood near his knee. Though the horizontal surface was padded, it was supported by a metal frame that had been painted a dull black. That small bag she knew he kept his toys in sat near his foot, and she eyed it, wondering what he had in store for her.
“What do you want, Madeline?”
A quick glance around the busy room and Ezra was nowhere to be found. Though she liked the way the two men segregated their play with her, her ultimate desire was still to have them both. That didn’t appear to be happening tonight, so she pushed aside her disappointment and focused on the man who deserved her undivided attention. “Whatever you desire.”