Page 36 of Room Twenty-Three: Tangled & Teased

The black dress doesn’t cover my shoulders or arms. It starts at my boobs and ends at my knees. It’s a beautiful dress, but it’s coming off. Beau steps beside Atty and runs his finger from the top of my spine to the top of my dress. His touch sends a shiver, like a dash of electricity scorching through my body, and my face burns as I moan.

There’s a groan behind me. “Keep making those noises and I won’t be responsible for my actions,” Atty says.

I smile and look ahead, but the smile soon disappears when I see Jove scowl.

“Would you prefer me to auction myself tonight?” I ask Jove.

You’re doing this for you, Erin. Nobody else.

His eyes lock onto mine, and he smiles. “No.”

I return his smile as Beau unzips my dress, my normally hesitant sounds, now small breathy moans.

“Are you okay?” Beau holds my hair, breathing lightly against my neck.

I glance over my shoulder and nod.

The zip reaches my ass. I gasp as the dress falls to the floor into a puddle of sparkling black. One hand tries to hide my panties as the other covers my strapless bra.

“Well done, Erin. You are going further than I expected,” Jove says.

I frown.

He expects me to quit before they tie me up. That’s why he agreed.

“I need this,” I say, pushing my shoulders back, sounding confident as I lower my hands.

“Good girl,” Atty says. His mouth touches my shoulder as he holds my hair, pushing it to one side before he kisses along to my jaw.

My mouth opens and eyes close as I moan under his touch. Their touch. Because Beau is stroking my back and muttering, “Well done, princess.”

Jove holds the rope in one hand as his other runs up my outer thighs. My breath catches as we lock gazes. Finally, I exhale as he reaches my panties. It’s actually more of a moan because his fingertips caress the skin at the hem lightly. “I want you to do this properly.” Jove hooks a finger over the hem. “Do you trust us to give you what you need?”

Our eyes lock again for five seconds, though it seems much longer.

Naked?

Is he testing me?

Does he want me to stop?

My stomach flips inside at the thought of being naked, but I say, “I trust you all.”

Chapter 13

Beau

ThelookonJove’sface as she lowers her hands differs from before. He wants this as much as everyone else does now.

I hope I’m reading him right.

Her posture is tense as she glances at Jove, then around the room, taking everything in from the bed, to the table, to the apparatus hanging from the ceiling.

There’s uncertainty in her stare as she turns back to Jove. He leans toward hers, his hand moving from the hem up her spine where he strokes her, whispering sweet words in her ear.

She smiles at him and says, “You don’t have to do this for me.”

His palm presses on her back. “I want this as much as you do.”

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