Chapter Nine
“FUCK, YOU LOOK GOOD.”
Eleanor shivered, her skin reacting to the dark lust in my tone. “Are you going to touch me or just stare at me?”
“Depends how much you like me staring.” I looked between her legs. “You’re wet, so you can’t deny that you enjoy being on display.”
“I’d enjoy it more if you touched me.”
“Patience, dear Jinx.” I strolled around the bed for the second time, standing on the mattress to check the harness was well and truly secured to the ceiling. I’d had one of the engineering crew who looked after the technical stuff on Calypso to install two heavy duty anchor points above the bed.
He hadn’t asked questions. He knew better.
“How do you feel?” I asked, glancing down at a trapped and gorgeous Eleanor. Her ankles, calves, thighs, waist, chest, wrists, forearms, and biceps were cuffed with spider webs of a harness designed to hold her weight, allow her to move in any direction she wished, and give the illusion of absolute weightlessness.
Her face twisted with concentration as she waved her arms and legs, pretending to swim in the air. Hovering a few inches off the bed, she could touch the mattress if she bent her legs or continue lying on nothingness if she wanted.
“Strange but free.” She laughed under her breath as I fisted my cock while standing over her. Her grey eyes flashed with need. “I particularly like the view from down here.”
“Like me naked, Jinx?”
“Always.” She licked her lips. “And I’m guessing you like me naked and bound, judging by how hard you are.”
“Very fucking much.” I stroked myself, giving her a show. “I like having you at my mercy.”
She licked her lips. “Reminds me of the sex swing you made out of those vines in your fantasy back at Hawksridge Hall.”
I smiled, squeezing the tip of my cock, doing my best to control my lust. “You’re right. I do love an excuse to tie you up.”
She glanced at the second harness hanging behind me. “Going to join me then?”
“Yep.”
“Need help?”
“I can manage.” Backing up a step, I let my cock go and bent to begin the process of wrapping the cuffs around the areas needed.
“The harnesses back at Euphoria—when you had guests who stayed....” Eleanor waited until I looked at her. “Is that why they were suspended? For these types of fantasies?”
I nodded. “Fantasises with anti-gravity persuasions work best when your body feels the freedom and not just the mind.”
“What kind of fantasises did you code?”
With my legs strapped in, I wrapped the harness around my waist, my cock bobbing with each imprisonment. “Space was one. A guy who won the lottery had a fetish about women on Venus. He didn’t win enough to buy a spaceship, so I coded an illusion that he was an astronaut and got to fuck a goddess from another planet.”
“Wow.”
“Angels were another. It’s surprising how many men have a hard-on for women with wings. Almost as if they know their souls are doomed and try to find salvation where they can.”
“I might have to try that one. I like the thought of being otherworldly. The fantasy you made with the castle in the clouds after our wedding was particularly enjoyable.”
“I agree.” I dropped to my knees between her open legs. The tethers of my harness stopped me from fully connecting with the mattress, keeping me suspended and hovering as if I truly had the power of flight.
Stroking her inner thigh, I teased my way, higher and higher. “I love any fantasy where I get to fuck you.”
“Oh, God. Me too.” Her head tipped back, spilling gorgeous fucking hair all over the bed beneath her.
My cock jerked. A droplet of precum oozed.
Instincts to mount and plunder filled me.
I needed her.
I needed her on my cock.
Now.
But...I’d planned on touching and tormenting her all night. I wanted this fantasy to wring her dry and make her utterly drunk on sex. I wanted the foreplay to be off the fucking charts. If I touched her now, I wouldn’t be able to control myself.
Gritting my teeth, I reached for the bottle of cinta. We’d already inserted the eye lenses and earbuds. My phone and the app were all ready to go. I could have her...soon.
“Open.” I unscrewed the bottle and squeezed the rubber stopper, sucking up a few droplets of the orchid-extracted aphrodisiac.
She obeyed, her tongue peeking out just enough to make me growl. “Teasing will only get you in trouble.”
“And what delicious trouble it will be.” She smiled, opening again, her eyes never leaving mine while I placed a droplet onto her tongue before doing the same to myself.
Swallowing, I secured the bottle and tossed it to the side. My hands shook slightly with anticipation as I grabbed my phone.
“Ready?”
She stretched in her binds, revealing her beauty, her strength, her sex appeal. “Hell yes, I’m ready.”