by Roz Lee
“Look at me, sweetheart,” he said. Candace lifted her face. Her heart flipped at the myriad of emotions she saw on his face. His eyes shimmered with love and barely banked lust. His parted lips smiled with tenderness. Her knees went weak and he swept his arm around her waist to support her. “Tell me again what you want for our anniversary,” he said.
Synapses struggled to make sense of his demand, then she remembered the gift request that had set this all in motion a little over a year ago. She swallowed hard, willing her dry tongue to function. Moisture pooled between her legs as she realized what he and Richard had in store for them. She pried her tongue loose and repeated the request. “I want you to tie me up.”
“Your wish is my command,” he said as his lips descended over hers. Her hands explored the hard plane of his back, and came to rest on his well-toned ass. He groaned, and ground his hips, driving his erection against her belly. Candace met his hips thrust for thrust, until he broke the kiss and spun her in his arms so her back was to his front. His hands caressed her arms from her bare shoulders to her wrists. She made no protest as he lifted her hands to her breasts. “Don’t move,” he commanded.
She couldn’t move, could hardly stand on her own. Ryan’s hands bracketed her hips and he pulled her flush against him. His lips trailed kisses along both shoulders, nipping and tasting as he went. Beneath her bodice, her nipples formed hard points against her palms. One masculine hand slid to her stomach, anchoring her. Another worked her zipper down. Ryan’s kisses followed the Vee of skin slowly exposed, all the way to the small of her back. Her hands over her breasts kept the dress from falling to the floor.
Ever so slowly, Ryan’s hands slid beneath her gown from the open back, around to her front. He caressed every inch he could reach. His hands were like fire on her sensitive skin. At her back, his cock found the patch of revealed skin. Candace let her head fall back on Ryan’s shoulder. His hands worked their way higher until they covered her breasts. Still, she held her dress so it became an unwanted barrier between her hands and his.
She craned her head to one side, offering her neck to his questing lips. Ryan took what she offered. Her legs trembled and her core swelled and heated for him. She liked slow and easy as well as the next woman, but today she wanted, needed him to ease the ache inside with a desperation she had never felt.
“Let the dress fall, but keep your hands over your breasts.” His voice was rough against her ear. Candace let the fabric slip from her grasp. It fell to the floor like so many sheets of gold leaf. The back of Ryan’s hands warmed her palms. A whimper left her lips as he slid his hands away and curled them back again to mold hers to the underside of her breasts. “Hold them for me.” He adjusted her hold so her breasts were high and pressed close together like ripe melons on display. “Just like that. I want to see them.”
Candace leaned against his chest, her breasts held aloft, rising and falling with her erratic breath. Ryan’s hands skimmed along her midriff, past the indentation at her waist and lower to the slim band of lace at her hips. “I love this color on you, but these have to go.” She squirmed as he hooked his thumbs underneath the waistband and slid her panties past her hips. His fingers returned to find her wet slit that pulsed with her need. One strong arm wrapped around her waist, supporting her while the other teased and probed her depths. His cock branded the small of her back. His lips tasted the slope of her shoulder as if she were made of sugar.
“I know you want me. You want Richard too, and you’ll have us, both of us, today my sweet.” He nibbled the pulse at her neck, then took her earlobe between his teeth and tugged. “In a moment, we’re going to move to the bed. I want you on your knees, legs spread wide for me. We’re going to restrain you today.” His tongue soothed where his teeth had been. “You’ll be able to see everything we do to Fallon, and know we’re going to do the same to you. By the time we get to you, you’ll be so hot and wet it will be like sinking my cock into a volcano.”
Candace went to her knees on the mattress. As she moved to the center, Fallon joined her looking every bit as flushed with desire, as Candace knew she herself was. Richard produced several hanks of white rope from canvas bag he’d brought in earlier. She watched as they bound her right wrist to Fallon’s left and secured their joined hands above them with a rope attached to a hook in the ceiling. Her mouth watered as both their cocks bobbed near her face.
Richard deftly tied their free arms behind their backs and went to work securing their legs. He bound her thigh to Fallon’s so they were hip to hip. A few minutes later, their free legs were secured in a manner ensuring easy entry to either hole. Richard and Ryan stepped back to admire their work.
“God, look at them,” Richard said.
“I like the white rope,” Ryan said. “It seems appropriate for today.”
“I thought so,” Richard said as he stroked the length of his cock. “It’s time.” He found the canvas bag and removed two condoms and a tube of lube from it. He handed Ryan a condom. “Put this on while I do the honors.”
Candace watched as Ryan sheathed his magnificent cock, wondering why he bothered. Both her and Fallon were on birth control, and they were all in perfect health. A sound from Fallon, half gasp, half moan drew her attention to her friend. Richard was poised on his knees behind her, and from Fallon’s reaction, his fingers were busy.
Ryan replaced Richard who moved around to face Fallon. Richard leaned over and kissed Candace on the mouth. “It will be your turn soon,” he promised. Candace strained to get closer to him as his chest brushed one hard nipple. His hand flattened against her stomach, then moved to cover her mound. His fingers found her as Ryan’s had earlier. She tried to move into his touch, but the rope binding prevented her from moving more than a fraction of an inch. As if to torture her, he bent his head to her breast and drew the taunt nipple hard into his mouth. Candace gasped, and closed her eyes against the pain and pleasure. Richard’s thumb brushed her clit and she clenched around his digits inside her.
“God, you’re sweet,” he said as he backed away. “I know you’re hurting, but we’ll see to you soon.” Then he turned his attention to Fallon.
Candace forced her eyes open. Beside her, Fallon’s face told her how much pleasure she could look forward to. Ryan’s hands augmented Richard’s as the two men explored Fallon’s exposed body. Every crevice, every slope, every peak, every hole enjoyed the attention of their fingers and their cocks. Fallon tugged against the ropes that bound her to Candace, and each tug made Candace want what Fallon enjoyed.
“Open for us,” Richard said to Fallon. Candace held her breath. Her three companions grew still. Over her shoulder, she watched the rise and fall of Ryan’s shoulders as he positioned himself at Fallon’s back door. Fallon moaned as Ryan pressed into her, then became as still as a statue.
Candace sucked in a ragged breath as Ryan found her matching hole and breached it with his finger, mimicking what his cock was doing to Fallon. She tried to move into his caress, but was stopped short by the bindings around her legs. Candace glanced again at Fallon who had dropped her forehead against Richard’s chest, and now clearly rode both men at the same time.
The men set up a matching rhythm, withdrawing and impaling in tandem. Candace closed her eyes and let the slow cadence of skin slapping against skin lull her. The heady musk of sex carried on the humid air in the closed room. Her breasts ached to be touched, and her empty channel throbbed with need. Ryan continued his digital assault on her nether hole, flexing, withdrawing and plunging in without mercy. She needed to be filled. Her core cried out to be completed.
Richard’s hand slid between her legs, and on one powerful thrust, he buried four fingers to the third knuckle inside her. The heel of his hand pressed against her clit and her pubic bone. Candace cried out at the welcome intrusion, the sudden violence of it satisfying her primal need to be taken. She lost track of what was happening to Fallon as Ryan and Richard pleasured her with their fingers. Nothing she did brought he
r any closer to them. Richard’s bindings were gentle, but effective. Her body struggled to get closer, her mind fought for every grudging centimeter. Her inner muscles tightened, coiling and spiraling tighter, higher, seeking the relief of orgasm.
The shock of their leaving her sent her crashing from the precipice, unfulfilled and desperate. “Shh,” Ryan coaxed as he took her lips with his. When had he left Fallon and come to her? A warm body pressed against her back. Richard. They’d switched places. Candace spared a split second of regret for Fallon’s loss, but that fled completely as two cocks positioned themselves at her openings and without warning, entered her.
Dear God! Two sets of hands stroked and comforted, encouraged and aroused. Her body soared back toward the summit. Fallon gasped beside her and Candace knew Richard and Ryan were pleasuring Fallon as they had pleasured her moments ago.
It was almost too much, the exquisite fullness, the attentions of the men she loved so much. Her heart ached with the beauty of their coupling. She wanted to stay like this forever, locked in their embrace, impaled, filled by their bodies, their love. Warm breath fanned across her nape. Richard placed open mouth kisses along her neck and to the hollow behind her ear. “I love you, Candace,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m going to leave you in Ryan’s hands. Fallon needs me.” A profound loss overcame her as he slipped from her nether hole, but almost as soon as he left, Ryan reached around and filled her again with his fingers. He stretched her almost as wide as Richard’s cock had. The motion brought them closer together. Ryan’s heart beat against hers in as wild a rhythm as her own.
She didn’t need to open her eyes to know Fallon and Richard were enjoying the same kind of joining.
“I love you,” Ryan growled against her ear. “Come for me now, sweetheart. Let me fill your pussy.”
God, she wanted to feel him pulsing inside her, feel his cum gushing against her womb. She needed to take all of him inside her. She needed to be one with him, and through their love, be one with the two souls who shared their love.
“Let go now,” Ryan crooned. “We’re going to all go over together.”
She believed him. She felt it in every cell of her body, this connection they shared. When one went over, the others would follow. Candace let go of the thin rope of control. Her body convulsed around Ryan’s dual intrusions. Two great roars and a strangled cry accompanied the cry from her own lips.
With Fallon’s hip pressed close to hers, their hands joined high above them, four bodies died the petite death, and four hearts beat as one.
The four of hearts.
They’d gambled everything, and they’d won it all.
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About The Author
Roz Lee has been married to her best friend, and high school sweetheart, for over three decades. These days she splits her time between their home in rural New Jersey, and Southern California, where her husband works. Even though she’s lived on both coasts, her heart lies in between, in Texas. A Texan by birth, she can trace her family back to the Republic of Texas. With roots that deep, she says, “You can’t ever really leave.”
Roz and her husband have two grown daughters they couldn’t be more proud of, and are currently raising a ten-year-old Labrador Retriever, Betty Boop, who isn’t aware of her canine heritage.
When Roz isn’t writing, she’s reading, or traipsing around the country on one adventure or another. No trip is too small, no tourist trap too cheesy, and no road unworthy of traveling.
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