Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Ummm. . .
Lei walked over to another cart, stopped in front of a blue ostrich feather and smirked.
The two men rushed away and closed the doors.
I turned away from the bondage wheel and swallowed. “Lei?”
He didn’t look my way.
Instead, he kept his gaze on that ostrich feather. It was long and elegant, with delicate wispy strands that shimmered in the light.
And then the music shifted.
Did it feel my own shift in emotion from calm to anxiety?
The soothing melody transformed to sharp, staccato strings, their notes quick and erratic, mirroring the rapid heartbeat of unease.
Noticing it too, Lei looked up at me.
The flutes emit high-pitched, spiraling sounds, like the whistling wind of a storm.
He studied me. “You’re nervous.”
“A little.”
“I won’t hurt you.”
The music began to settle back into the earlier calming melody.
“You have a lot going on in here.” Nervous and excited, I gestured around the space. “What are we exactly about to do? It’s like a whole team with equipment and tools—”
“Now that I have you in the East. . .”
I parted my lips. “Yes?”
“There’s no escape.”
I grinned. “That’s not an answer, Lei.”
“I want you.” A dark groan left him. “I want to devour you for the rest of this afternoon. For the rest of this night, and well into the morning.”
The melody turned into a vibrant, energetic rush of sound. There was the quick, lively tempo of the strings playing rapid, ascending scales.
Lei slipped his gaze along my body. “We won’t leave the room for days.”
The brass section joined in with triumphant, bold blasts.
“There will be pleasure.” A wicked glint flashed in his eyes. “There will be some pain.”
My pulse picked up.
“But even more, there will be orgasms.” He gestured at the trio of women in blue body suits.
They hurried to me.
I watched them. “What are they about to do?”
Up close, they appeared even more intense and dramatic.
The dark blue covering their eyes and extending across their faces like blindfolds wasn’t make up at all.
It was glitter.
I tensed as they circled me. “Lei?”
“Get the wheel ready.”
Silent, they rushed over to the huge contraption and began unbuckling the leather straps.
Lei prowled my way.
The music swelled, becoming a loud and passionate symphony.
My body hummed.
He stopped in front of me, mere inches away. His eyes were dark and possessive.
I could see the longing in them.
The primal hunger.
His breathing grew hard.
His chest rose and fell.
Lei lifted his hands to the strap of my dress. “Trust me.”
I shivered.
Lei’s hands danced across my body, tracing my curves and dips with a passionate finesse. His touch was both tender and possessive, igniting a fire within me that grew more intense with each passing moment.
And then with a gentle yet purposeful touch, he undressed me.
The soft fabric slipped down my skin like a lover’s caress.
My body quivered, yearning for more of his alluring touch.
Once the dress fell to the floor, the violins played with a fiery intensity and the cellos soared with emotional notes.
Groaning, Lei got behind me.
That was when I noticed the women standing by that wheel, watching with excitement filling their eyes.
My nipples went stiff.
Was it Lei or the music?
Was it that people were watching?
Or was I just so fucking horny?
Either way, the moment Lei touched the center of my back and then slipped his fingers slowly up my spine, I became undone.
Shivering and softly moaning.
One would have thought he had his cock deep inside of me.
It was all a sensory overload.
Fuck.
With a slow, deliberate precision, Lei began to unfasten the strap of my bra.
The bra loosened.
Those straps slid down my arms, and my breasts eagerly spilled out, yearning to be touched.
Soon my bra fluttered to the floor.
And all of the women’s eyes went to my breasts. One of them licked their lips. Another leaned against the other as if craving some form of touch.
Lei placed his strong hands on my hips. Those tantalizing fingers drew delicate hearts onto my skin. “You are mine.”
My entire being grew even more alive to his touch.
The orchestra weaved notes of slow, aching tenderness. It was all rich tones and sorrowful yearning.
“You are mine.” Lei slipped my panties down over my hips. “Mine to touch. Mine to explore. Mine to pleasure.”
The panties fell to the floor and pooled around my feet.
Slowly, I stepped out of them.
Lei pressed his hard, throbbing cock against my bare ass. His breathing grew ragged as he traced long lines along my bare skin, caressing my ass and hips, my thighs and the mound of my pussy.
Leaving trails of fire in their wake.
Those fingers were insatiable.
A soft moan escaped me.
Lusty flames danced along my skin.
Over by the bondage wheel, the women had gotten very close to each other, so close, it looked to be a merging of bodies in a seductive embrace.
My heart raced along with the music.
Groaning, Lei rested his hands on my stomach and deeply inhaled the back of my neck.