Page 132 of Ten Hammers

Chapter 46

Winnie

“Jackfruit, what have you got there?”

“A way to restrain you, Winifred.”

I swear my clit reacts like he’s just held a damn vibrator to it. Which, please, oh please, let that be something he’s actually planning to do.

“You see, my dear. You’ve been a very, very naughty lady. Torturing me all morning, so much PDA with Leo while your poor, poor Jackfruit gets no love.”

“Well, this was your grand plan, sir.”

“Doesn’t matter.” He shakes his head slowly.

I cock an eyebrow. “It doesn’t?”

“No, baby, it doesn’t. I’m afraid I’m going to have to punish you for being so very, very bad.”

He closes the distance between us like he’s a predator and I’m the prey, dropping the bungee cords to the floor so he can gently take my face in his hands. He kisses me, passionate and sweet, til we’re both breathless. When we pull away, all the sweetness is gone and there’s only raw passion in his voice when he says, “Now, I want you to take everything off but your panties and go lay on your back on the bed.”

“Jack, I really don’t think–”

“I wasn’t asking if it was something you wanted to do, baby,” he says gruffly. “Because I know you want to.”

I know, of course, that I can say no if I want to. But he’s right. I’m already eager to do exactly what he tells me to.

I pull my shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor. I unzip and shuck off my jeans. And then I unfasten my bra and fling it over my shoulder, really not caring where the hell it lands.

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to fuck you, Winifred?”

“Too damn long, Jackie Boo Boo.”

He laughs but raises an eyebrow. “Jackie Boo Boo?”

“I’m too horny to think straight. Are you really going to tie me to the bed with bungee cords?”

“I am. Then–”

Before he can say anything else, there’s a light knock on the door. I instinctively cover my chest with my arms the best I can.

“Win? It’s me.”

Gavin.

“Should I tell him to piss off or invite him in?” Jack asks.

Ooooh, good question! “Do you mind if we–”

Jack shakes his head. “If he wants to watch me fuck you, far be it from me to stop him, baby.”

“Well, well, well,” Gavin says, surveying the scene. “Jackie boy, looks like you had the same idea I did. But you beat me to it.” His eyes drop to the bungee cords. “And brought accessories. Mind if I stay and play or you two want private time?”

“You can stay,” Jack says.

Gavin locks the door.

Five minutes later, I’m staring up at the ceiling, spread-eagle on the bed, bound to the bedposts by my ankles and wrists. “I kind of like Fifty Shades of Hammer.”

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