As she settled in with her knees pressed to the cushion of leather, Penny pushed a firm bolster under her belly so she could rest her stomach against it. Her belly was on one side, her breasts on the other, her hands rising uselessly to either side of her face. Her left cheek relaxed against the warmed leather.
“You might want to hang on to the side,” Penny suggested. “Robert will tie your hands out of the way if they become a problem.”
“What’s he going to do?” Gabrielle whispered.
“Shush. You shouldn’t ask,” she whispered in return. “I won’t spoil the secret. But trust me,” Penny’s lips were almost at her ear, “it will be the most exquisite experience of your life, if you yield to him. If not, it might be the most excruciating.”
Certainly Penny’s remarks did not allay her fears. The i
