“You made a clear limit,” Garrison said. “You said no sex, and we said we’d follow it until you asked. We can keep going like this, discussing things in public, without crossing any boundaries.”
Sunny opened her eyes, the pretty hazel clouded by desire. She blinked slowly, as though figuring out justwhathe was trying to say. Finally, it seemed to come together for her.
She wasn’t getting anything more unless she wanted it. They could tease her, could keep her clothes mostly in place, could dominate and teach her without ever getting intimate again.
Sunny’s next deep breath tested that one hook that held her top closed, before shaking her head. “I need you to touch me.”
“So you changed your mind? You want us to fuck you?” Garrison could have used less blunt phrasing, but when it came to limits, he wanted it clear.
Sunny met his gaze, then dragged her tongue across her lips. She nodded. “Please?”
And that was something he could do…