Night with Sole Regret

SHARE ME XIII

Lindsey looked up at Shade, wishing she could see his eyes, wondering what he thought of her behavior. Was he as shocked by what she’d just done as she was?

“If you untie me,” he said, “I’ll make this easy on you.”

“What do you mean?” Lindsey asked.

“You know you want to f**k, but you think you shouldn’t.”

“And how will untying you change those feelings?”

“You can blame your surrender on me, instead of taking what you want.”

“I took what I wanted,” Vanessa said.

“But she won’t,” Shade said. “Even though she does want it.”

She did want it, but he was right. She’d already had s*x with two strangers tonight. She sure wasn’t going to go at it with another one. Unless he… forced her to.

“Are you going to force me?” she asked, her heart thudding with excitement.

“Do you want me to force you?”

“It’s not really force if she wants you to force her.” Vanessa rolled her eyes at him.

“I wouldn’t really force her if she didn’t want me to. That would be called r**e, but it’s different if she wants to be held down and f****d while she struggles.”

“I do,” Lindsey blurted.

Her hands moved to the first knot binding his arms together—his strong, very muscular arms. She had a hard time untying the rope as she thought about those strong muscular arms holding her down while he f****d her. Her fingers weren’t trembling because she was afraid. They were trembling because she was excited.

“Should I leave?” Vanessa said.

“No, you’re going to watch and not interfere. But I would appreciate it if you got me a fresh condom out of the drawer over there.” Lindsey was floored by the gentle smile he offered Vanessa. Surely this big hunk of sardonic muscle didn’t have a gentle bone in his body. She was actually hoping that he didn’t. She especially hoped that the bone he was about to thrust into her throbbing cunt wasn’t the least bit gentle.

Once his arms were free, he rubbed them for a moment and flexed his fingers. She watched the movement of his muscles contracting beneath his skin. He was so big. So powerful. So strong.

“I think you’d better run,” he said in a deep voice.

Her heart slammed into her ribcage as she leaped from the bed. He pursued her and quickly trapped her against the inside of the bedroom door. She grabbed the doorknob, but his fingers were like steel bands around her wrists and she couldn’t turn the knob.

“Let me go,” she whispered, “Please.”

“Do you know what I do to girls who make me want them as much as I want you?” He fisted a hand in her hair and tugged her head back. And it hurt. It hurt real good. She forced herself not to purr in surrender.

“I don’t know,” she said. “Just don’t hurt me.” Much…

Hand still clutching her hair, Shade jerked her back against his hard chest and grabbed her breast with his free hand. He pinched her n****e and she gasped in pain.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said, his teeth scraping against the edge of her ear, “but I am going to f**k you. Spread your legs.”

“No,” she said breathlessly. Her blood was jetting through her vessels. She was so amped up on adrenaline, she doubted she’d ever come down.

“Spread your legs or I’ll spread them for you.”

His c**k prodded her in the lower back as he forced a knee between her legs from behind.

“No,” she said. “I’ll never spread them willingly.”

There was a knock at the door. “Are you really r****g someone in there?” someone said on the other side of the thin piece of wood before Lindsey’s face. “Do I need to geld someone with a rusty knife?”

“Go away, Gabe, you’re f*****g up our scenario,” Shade growled at the door.

“I’m not going away until I’m sure it is a scenario.”

“It is,” Lindsey yelled, her face flaming with embarrassment. What must Kellen and Owen be thinking of her? When had she turned into a ho for real? And why wasn’t she thinking that the best way to prevent her further mortification was to stop this? She didn’t want to stop. Not at all. So what if this made her a ho ho ho. She was having a very merry Christmas Eve.

“It totally is a scenario, drummer boy,” Vanessa yelled. “And damn, Shade,” she said, “watching this is totally turning me on again.”

“If you’re sure,” Gabe said, still in the corridor outside.

“We’re sure,” the three in the bedroom yelled in unison.

“Then you kids have fun, but keep it down. We’re going to bed.” There was a short pause. “Alone un-f*****g-fortunately. Let’s hope the generator holds out so we don’t all freeze to death.”