Page 81 of Tease Me

With makeup and hair done, Istood before my closet and scanned my choices.The green satin in my Poison Ivy costume caught my eye, and I shoved the other clothes awayfrom itand pulled it off the rack. Poison Ivy was beautiful and deadly,andshe took what she wanted.

I laughed.Thisis the perfect outfitto wear whiletaking on my two crusaders upstairs.

I slipped on the green satin underpants, then, tugging the fabric together inch by inch on the boned corset, I gradually hooked the clips up the middle to my breasts. With the corset in place, my breasts were plump bulging mounds that threatened to burst from the top after any movement.

The green shoesthat I’dworn last time hadn’tbeen wornsince. I slipped them on andthenfinished the outfit with the long green satin gloves that reached my elbows. With the costume in place, I glanced in the mirror.Wow.The transformation was both shocking and perfect.

I tugged on my trusty trench coat, checked my bag for emergency supplies, and before I changed my mind,I headed out mydoor.

With every second I rode in the elevator up to the sixth floor, my heart elevated a notch, too. Every sexual experience I’d had this year had taught me something, and I’d grown in confidence withthem, too.

What I was planning to do now, though, put me right back in the novice corner, and I was equally excited and petrifiedat the same time.

But I’d come this far. Iwas dressed. Ready. And more than a littleinquisitive.

At the door for room thirty-three, I fitted my mask in place, and after aquickglance up and down the hall, I removed my coat and knocked.

A little commotion erupted through the door, andI heard someone say, “I told you she’d come.” Seconds later, a grinning Jackson greeted me. He wore the hotel-supplied bathrobe.Just the bathrobe.

My sizzling electrician whistled. “Holy shiiiiitt. You look hot.”

“Move aside, Jackson.” Memphis was here, and she was in charge.

Jackson stepped backward, and as I passed him, he smacked me on the bottom. I spun on my heel, and the cheeky grin melted from his face. “Sorry.”

“You will be.”

He rubbed his hands together as the doorswungclosed and clicked into place.

I crossed the room and flung my coat and bag onto the table. “You two are very naughty, coming here and asking for me.”

“Oh, we know.” Jackson’s growing erection and cheeky grin showed he was as horny as he was mischievous.

Mickey stood in the middle of the room, poised halfway between the bathroom and the bed. He wore steel gray track pants that matched the steel grey of his eyes.In fact,everything about him was like steel, from his steely abs to his rigid stance.The white drawstring on his pants was undoneand fell on either side of his groin, which wasn’t as happy as Jackson’s was.

“You’ve changed your hair.” Unlike his excited sidekick, there was no inflection in Mickey’s voice. Was that good? Or bad?

“Yes.” Did he recognize me?By the blank expression on his face, it wasimpossible to gauge what he was thinking.My heart hammered in my chest as I waited for a reaction. But there wasn’t one. He remained statue-like, rooted to the floor. Jackson rubbed his hands together and stepped toward me.

I held my gloved hand up, making him pause. “Stop right there, Captain Horny.”

“Okay.” He nodded with enthusiasm.

I glanced at Mickey, anda small smile curlingon his lips matched a slight twinkle in his eyes.

“Here are the rules.” I stepped back so I could view both of themeasily. “Number one, I’m in charge. Number two, like last time, we are not having sex.” My heart pounded as I waited out the silence. I turned to Jackson. “Okay?”

“Yes, fine with me.” He rubbed his hands together as if agreeing to an ice cream.

“And you?” I turned my attention to the sexy plumber. The bulge in his groin was pushing past the two white ropes dangling down the front of his pants.

He nodded. “Whatever you say.”

“Right, now I need two chairs over here.” The second I pointed to where Mickey stood, Jackson began dragging two chairs over.

“Now, get on your knees and bend over.”

Jackson stripped his robe off.

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