Roped by Eliza Gayle (hardest books to read .TXT) 📗

to a tall cabinet in the corner and opened the front panel to reveal row after row of coiled rope in every color imaginable.

“This is our private rope collection, Katie. Each was one has been hand colored with a specific person or design in mind.

He reached in to the top shelf and removed an exquisite magenta colored strand and moved back toward her. “This is the one we designed specifically for you, babe. We’ve been saving it.”

“You were that sure of me?” He merely smiled. “You planned tonight?”

“We’ve been planning tonight for a long time, sweetheart.

We just had to wait until we thought you were ready.” She shivered a little from the cold and from the confidence that these two men had in her. Could she possibly live up to it?

“And you think I’m ready now?”

“Yes.” They replied in unison.

Quinn unfurled the rope and draped it over her shoulders.

The dark burgundy color against her fair skin stood out stark and beautiful. They were right about it being a good color for her.

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Her favorite dress was in that exact shade. In fact, last month she’d worn that sexy outfit to the club and Leo had complimented her on it.

Leo stood from the couch and paced toward her, stopping mere inches from her nude body. His fingers grabbed the edges of the rope and pulled her forward against him as he slanted his mouth across hers. His tongue plunged through her lips, taking her with an unexpected hunger. Her own body responded as she rubbed against him, spreading her legs just enough for the rough fabric of his pants to scrape against her clit. She moaned into his mouth as he pulled the rope tighter, forcing it to dig into the skin on the back of her neck.

Hands grasped at the globes of her ass, spreading them, and a finger ran along the crack. She’d never had two men touching her at the same time, and their attention was a heady feeling as they pinched, pulled, and prodded her sensitive spots. Every movement came with a spark of both pain and pleasure as they experimented with her body.

When Leo pulled from her lips she wanted to beg and plead for more, but she instinctively knew better. Two experienced Dominants working her body were only going to give her what they wanted and nothing more. She had to be patient. He tied a knot into the rope at her throat, which rested in the hollow like a necklace. Leo continued to make a series of knots at short intervals all the way to the apex between her thighs.

Quinn’s hands moved across her back and under her arms to her front. When he wrapped a separate section of rope between the knots that Leo had tied and pulled them tight around her back, it created a diamond pattern on her chest. He tied off the rope and repeated the process with each new section until she had a series of diamonds trailing down her torso straight to her pussy. Occasionally the last knot rubbed against her clit and she lost her breath and focus each damn time.

With a wicked smile Leo bent down to pull the rope between her legs. She’d seen this pattern before and she knew they would attach the rope work in the front to what Quinn had done in the back and, oh dear God, that rope would nestle between her folds and run up her ass to her back.

Already her body felt on fire. The scrapes and tugs of the 18

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ropes against her skin drove her mad, and she just knew that if that knot would just rub her a little bit more she would explode.

On the verge of begging to come, Katie cried out when Leo buried his face between her legs. His tongue speared the slick, heated folds, licking at her juice but not touching her swollen clit. Instead he slid downward and plunged his tongue inside her as deep as he could get it. Her head lolled backwards against Quinn’s chest as he braced her arms with his hands to keep her from falling down.

“Whatever you do, Katie, don’t come without permission.” She wanted to scream in frustration as she tried to wriggle away from Leo’s tempting tongue. When he only grabbed her ass and held her tight against his face, while he continued to work her pussy with his vagina, she wanted to cry. She wouldn’t—couldn’t hold back.

“I—I can’t stop it. Please, please, it’s…” Her words died as Quinn pinched her nipples so hard it took her breath away. The demanding need to come died with the onset of such sharp, unexpected pain. Tears sprang to her eyes.

“Don’t worry, babe, if you can’t control it, I will.” His firm words settled around her like a blanket. He and Leo had every intention of taking their pleasure as needed but, just as important, they would take care of her. In that moment they were everything to her and that warm feeling not only eased her pain but left her with the desire to please them like never before.

With a few last frenzied licks to the sensitive tissues, Leo not only brought her right back to the brink of orgasm but he pulled away from her then, denying her a release.

“Such a good girl,” Leo spoke as he threaded the rope between her soaked flesh, turning it over to Quinn, who pulled it tight so that the texture of the rope touched every sensitive spot she could think of. Quinn settled the last knot snugly against her hard little clit.

If she moved even a tiny fraction, teasing pleasure fractured through her, which was designed precisely to drive her crazy.

When the rope was secure, Quinn delivered a sharp little blow to her ass. “Now the real fun can begin. But first, don’t you want to see how gorgeous you look now? Tied just for us?” 19

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“Yes.” It was all she could manage. Even deep breathing