Page 35 of His to Explore
“Get comfortable, gentlemen,” I tell them, my eyes locked on her. “Clothes stay on for now,” I remind them in an undertone. She likes that—being naked when I’m fully dressed. Somethingabout the power imbalance works for her. I figure it will be the same with multiple guys—and it will hopefully be less intimidating then if they get naked right off the bat.
I walk over to her, taking her chin in my hand and tilting her face to look at me.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” I murmur, running my fingers though her hair as I study her for signs of uncertainty. Her cheeks are pink, breathing a little heavier than usual, but there’s a familiar flash of desire in her eyes.
“I’m ready,” she says, voice soft but sure.
“And what do you say if you want to stop?”
“Red.”
I swallow hard, something churning in my stomach. “And if you can’t speak?” Now images are flashing through my mind, ones involving her mouth and three different guys, and for the life of me I can’t decide if I’m turned on or furious.
“I tap the outside of your leg or your side.” She bites her bottom lip. “Or, um, whoever is close to me.”
Fuck. She’s thinking about it too, about the fact that it might be a different man doing things to her…I close my eyes, taking a deep breath.
She wants this.She told me she wanted it months ago and the way she reacted to the stage show couldn’t have been more obvious. It’s my job to help her try the things she’s interested in. Besides, it’s something I like, too. I haven’t had a single sub who I didn’t share with others. It’salwaysgotten me off.
So why do I feel so hesitant about this?
I steel myself, knowing that I need to be in control. She’s put her faith in me and I can’t let my confusing emotions get in the way of taking care of her.
“You trust me, right?” I ask, meeting her wide eyes. She nods immediately. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you. I won’t let anything you don’t want to happen to you. Okay?”
Her shoulders relax a little. “I know you won’t. Sir.”
Okay, then. I guess thatsirmeans she’s ready.
I take a step back, eyes locked on her, before raising my voice. “I think it’s time I showed my friends my little toy.”
The guys chuckle behind me. “Sounds good to me,” Cam says darkly.
“Robe off,” I tell her. “Let it fall to the floor.”
She hesitates for the smallest moment before her hands move to the tie on her silk robe. They’re shaking.
She unties the robe and slips it over her shoulders. I hear a curse behind me as she’s revealed to us, all creamy soft skin and perfect curves.
“You weren’t kidding,” Anthony says, his voice hard. “She’s fucking stunning.”
“No wonder you’ve been keeping her to yourself,” Cam agrees, chuckling. “Those are some pretty tits that you’ve been occupying yourself with.”
“Wait until you see how flushed they get when she’s getting fucked,” I say, feeling myself fall deeper into the role.She wants this,I tell myself again.You’re the only one who can give it to her.
“Bet they bounce real nice, too,” Cam says, stepping up beside me. “Can I touch?”
Her eyes are still locked on mine, even as her breathing gets faster and color spreads over her chest and neck. I search for any sign of uncertainty in that steady gaze and see none.
“Let’s get her laid out for us,” I say. “Then you guys can sample her charms.”
“Excellent,” Cam says. Anthony stays silent behind us, radiating that dark, intense energy he always brings to a scene.
There’s not much furniture in this play room, at my request. I didn’t want to overwhelm her with lots of scary looking equipment. In the center of the room is a heavy wood table thatjust happens to be at the perfect height to reach my groin when standing. There’s a cabinet filled with crops and paddles, just in case she changes her mind and requests harder impact play. In the corner sits a leather armchair, somewhere I can sit with her in my lap if she needs some comforting.
I considered asking a bed to be brought in, but shot the idea down pretty quickly. Somehow the idea of them in an actual bed with her hits me different.
I take Kensie’s hand and lead her to the table. She’s shaking a little but she doesn’t hesitate when I help her to hop up onto the wood. I push her back so she’s lying flat, arranging her the way I want. Her gorgeous long legs hang from the side, her arms stretched up over her head.
