I hand the rope over.
“Undress her.”
I smile. He’s always good to me.
Her attention veers between Akara and me, like she can’t devour us fast enough. Her chest rises and falls in heavy rhythms, and I rest a knee on the bed while I slip my hands under her striped, long-sleeve tee.
I run my fingers over the curve of her beautiful fucking body, feeling the lines of her abs, and I smile as I pull up her top.
“Arms up, Sulli.” She’s in a daze, keeping her arms locked down, and quickly, she wakes up and stretches her arms above her head.
Top off, I expose her perked nipples. “Someone’s aroused,” I whisper to Akara.
He’s slipping a fast knot around the post of the bed. He glances over, and his lips lift when he sees her breasts.
Sulli squirms, arching her hips.
Arousal pummels me, flaring my nose. Hardening me.
Lord have mercy on my soul.
I want deep inside Sullivan Meadows. She lets out a breathy, raspy sound, and Akara immediately covers her mouth with his hand. We’re both hovered over her, and her desirous eyes ping from him to me.
Akara whispers back to me, “She’s not undressed.” His voice is stern.
Sulli snorts. At me. Like I’m falling behind on the do what Kitsuwon says game.
“You enjoy when he bosses me around?” I ask her.
Flush ascends her neck. Akara uncovers her mouth, straightening back up, and I grip the waistband of her sweatpants. She nods strongly to me.
I lean down, lips brushing her ear. “Me too.” I slowly roll her pants down. “You know why?”
She shakes her head.
“Because it turns you on,” I tell her, and then I tug her bottoms all the way to her calves. She keeps nodding—please, fucking please, don’t stop all over her green eyes.
Akara lets go of her ankle as I slip off her sweatpants completely. I loop my fingers in her panties, brushing my knuckle against her heat.
She quivers and gasps, fisting the reindeer quilt underneath her.
I slowly draw the cotton fabric down her long, long legs. Tossing her panties aside, Sulli is left bare on the bed. Waiting.
Fuck. She’s the stunner, the gorgeous girl I want to spread open and thrust inside. Instinct says, need in her. Only her.
Sulli locks eyes with me, staring deep like I’m not just a carnal body. I’m not just anyone to this girl, and the feeling of being seen pumps my blood with five-million-degrees of yearning and heat.
My cock throbs.
I wave a hand towards her. “Satisfied?” I ask Akara but stay latched to Sulli’s gaze.
She takes a deeper inhale like I’ve just stroked her clit. Understanding what arouses Sulli has become easier and easier the longer we’re together.
“Almost.” Akara pulls at the rope, tight on the wooden bedpost, and then he takes her foot and whips the rope around her ankle into a specific tie within two seconds. He knots and tells me, “Single-column tie.”
Yeah, I fucked that one up on a shoelace practice.
With one of her ankles restrained to the bed, the heat ratchets up. Christ. I grip the back of my shirt and pull the fabric off my head. Next, I step out of my pants. Sulli watches me, propped up on her elbows. Swiftly, Akara sheds his clothes, until all three of us are naked in the room.
He edges near me, leaving her side. She shivers on the bed.
“Kits? Banks?”
Akara glances back at her. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
“Then don’t talk, Sullivan,” Akara says firmly.
She exhales a breathy fuck before collapsing back on the bed. Sulli knocks her knees together and then swings them open. She does that on repeat. Open and closed, open and closed, toying with us, and the glimpse of her pussy is fucking killing me.
Akara catches her knee. “You’re begging for your other leg to be tied up, Lady Meadows.”
Her eyes glitter and say, I dare you.
“One ankle at a time. Baby steps.”
She huffs with a peeking smile.
Akara turns back to face me, smiling too. She can’t see him, but he’s enjoying this just as much as her. Just as much as me.
“You first,” Akara whispers.
My brows shoot up. I haven’t gone first yet.
“You’ll be fine,” Akara tells me. “Just go slow, Banks. We’ll switch on and off. She’ll like that.” Yeah, she will. And what she enjoys, I really fucking enjoy.
“Without coming?” I whisper back.
“Yeah, as long as you can hold out.” He squeezes my shoulder. “I’ll get the condoms.” He leaves for my duffel this time.
When I focus back on Sulli, she’s tugging against the restraint on her right ankle, testing the knot.
I smile. “You wish you had a mermaid tail right now?”
She nods, eyes lighting up.
“Wouldn’t do you any good,” I say as Akara passes me the condom. “Akara would just tie up your wrists.”
Sulli lets out a soft, aching whimper—that noise. I bend down and kiss the sound. Her lips urge mine open, but I drive my tongue deeper, and her body pulls up against me.