Page 91 of Bound By Words

“Maybe a little,” he teased, arching his brow playfully. He tilted the box to the side, and a small curved purple disc landed in his open palm.

“What is that?” I asked wide-eyed. Judging by his grin, it was naughty, but I didn’t know why.

“You’ll see.”

He grabbed my hand, placing it in my palm as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He completely ignored me as he typed something and flipped the box in his hand to study the back.

Turning my attention to the little piece of equipment in my hand, I turned it over, looking for something that might give me a hint as to what it was. It was completely smooth. Only a small-ribbed indentation was visible at one end. There weren’t any controls or buttons, and it didn’t look like any sex toy I’d seen before—not that there had been a lot.

“Don’t drop it,” he warned ominously, and then it hummed to life in my palm, a low vibration making it shake.

“Oh.” My eyes widened as I watched it dance across my skin, the gentle vibration carrying up my arm. “This is the present?” I asked as I closed my fingers around the toy. Nathan grinned, and the pulsing picked up after a few swipes on his phone. “Am I supposed to know what this is for? Does it go inside me?”

“No,” he chuckled as he stopped the toy. He reached into his pocket, pulling out something lacy. “It goes inside these.”

My eyes widened as he held up a black satin and lace thong, and my heart started to pound.

“And you just had these lying around?” I asked, a little leery of something he may have bought to use with someone else.

“Are you jealous?” His eyes narrowed as he uncurled my fingers, taking the little vibrator and slipping it into a concealed pocket in the panties he held.

“No,” I pouted. Yes.

“By the time I finished taming the lumberjack beard, you were fast asleep, so I slipped out to run a few errands. Then, when I got back, you looked so inviting. I climbed in with you and fell asleep myself.”

“You bought this for me?” I asked, simultaneously flattered and slightly embarrassed that I’d assumed incorrectly.

“While I was in the bathroom, I was thinking…”

“That’s dangerous,” I giggled, and he frowned.

“Behave,” he warned. Remembering his comment about no further idle threats, I closed my mouth, trying not to provoke him. I could sense that now wasn’t the time to push things.

“Talia and Emory are into voyeurism, and you were curious about exhibitionism, so…” he trailed off as he saw me shift my hips against the mattress, suddenly feeling a little turned on by what he was suggesting. “And I thought this might be a chance for you to practice your breathing. I want to tease you with this and see how long you can hold off and how quiet you can be.”

“Are you going to tell them I’m wearing those?” I nodded toward the panties hooked around his finger, and he grinned, shaking his head.

“That’s up to you, sunshine. It stays between us if you can manage to keep it a secret, but if you come loudly in front of my friends like you did last night, they’ll likely figure it out. Are you interested in trying?”

Licking my suddenly dry lips, I swallowed, thinking about his proposition. Could I spend the entire evening with this little toy pressed against me, humming at his command, and manage to either come quietly or hold off without alerting his friends?

I wasn’t sure what the outcome would be, but as I shifted again, I could tell the possibility of either aroused me. I’d never orgasmed in front of anyone but my partner and never tried to hold back once I was close.

Nodding, I stepped off the bed, pushing down my leggings as I held my hand out. Nathan shook his head again, stepping forward. He laid the panties on the bed while he reached for me, pulling my shirt over my head and dropping it to the floor. His palms trailed down my sides as he toyed with the sides of my unassuming pink panties, pulling them down a few inches before he grasped them in his fists and yanked suddenly. The material tore with a loud rip, and he dropped them to the floor, the fingers of one hand slipping between my legs and across my folds.

“You’re drenched, sunshine,” he murmured as he stepped forward, leaning to whisper in my ear. “So slick against my fingers. Does the thought of coming while someone watches make you this wet?”

“Yes,” I moaned as my head fell backward, suddenly anxious for his friends to arrive.

NATHAN

Boston

Kelly disappeared into the bathroom wearing the sexy little thong I’d given her after I’d moved her luggage into my room. Watching her walk around my space, mostly naked, almost pushed my control past its limits, but despite her teasing, I held back from seducing her.

Emory: Just picked up the food. We should be there in twenty.

Talia: How much does she know about us?

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