Page 40 of Serpent Darling
Which was great, considering they were far from done.
Sadie smiled up at him, her mouth pink and supple, and Jagger couldn't resist the urge to kiss it after he finished securing the wrist restraints to the wall above the red chaise lounge she had brought home after a fantastic weekend of tips at the bar last week.
"How did you even get that here?" He asked incredulously as he gestured to the piece of furniture. The red velvet lounger looked way too upscale, sitting in the middle of the Serpent Pit early on a Sunday morning.
"The guy I bought it from was nice enough to drive it over for me," Sadie smirked.
Jagger sighed, "I'm sure he was more than eager to help you."
"Yep! That's why when I thanked him, I told him how excited I was to have my boyfriend fuck me on it as soon as possible," she said cheekily as she sat on it and made a sexy pose as she stretched on top of it.
"Paint me like one of your French girls, Jack."
Jagger rolled his eyes, but he couldn't keep the grin that spread across his lips. "I'd like to do much more than paint you on that thing."
Sadie slipped a hand into the front pocket of her jeans and raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh, yeah? Tell me all about it."
Jagger glanced at the clock and knew they had exactly twenty minutes to open the bar. Plenty of time to get her off and drag the new addition to the playroom.
He dropped to his knees behind her on the bar's hardwood floor and pressed his lips to the skin above the waistband of her jeans.
"You got it, Rose."
"I knew it would fit perfectly here in the corner. How are the new links holding up?" Sadie cocked her head back and yankedon her wrist cuffs that were hooked into the comprehensive 'O' links that Jagger bracketed to the wall above it earlier that week.
Jagger reached above her head and jangled them a bit, staring down at her. "Seems fine, but we should test them out to be sure."
Sadie nodded eagerly, eyes bright. "Absolutely."
Jagger trailed his hands down the length of her arms as he sat beside her form that was lying on the couch and deftly started tickling her underarms, eliciting a shriek as she started jerking around in laughter.
"They seem pretty good. We might not need to do any more testing," he teased, but he did pull his hands back and allow her to collapse against the cushions, her flushed face complementing the red velvet beneath her.
"You're the worst," she said breathlessly, but her glare wasn't convincing, and her laughter was still bubbling in her chest.
Jagger kissed the bridge of her nose lightly. "And yet, you tell me I'm the best you've ever had."
He barely stood up in time to miss the swift kick of her leg and let out a chuckle. "So feisty tonight."
"If you don't come over here and fuck me, I promise 'feisty' will be an understatement," Sadie growled, and he sidestepped her leg, swinging towards him again.
"Watch it, you minx," he growled and grabbed her ankle before it could connect with his crotch. "I'm gonna need that for later."
"Jagger!" Sadie snapped impatiently.
He placed her leg back onto the lounger and grabbed a plain black satin blindfold off the wall beside him. He gazed down into her eyes as he started slipping the elastic around her head's crown.
"See you on the other side," Jagger whispered before settling the blindfold above her cheekbones.
With her vision officially compromised for the time being, Jagger allowed himself a moment to collect himself. He'd been rock hard since he'd chased her into the office an hour ago, and his erection was pressing painfully against his zipper. But it wasn't just his lust that was causing him to be anxious.
God, I hope this goes okay.
He quickly went about the room, gathered the other few items he wanted to use that night, and dug something out of his pocket from earlier to place beside them. Jagger was lost in thought, looking at a set of nipple clamps in his hands, when her voice broke through his haze.
"Are you okay?" Sadie asked sincerely. He normally didn't hesitate with her in the room, but the silence was making her nervous.
Jagger released a sharp breath and straightened his shoulders, ready to continue.
