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  “Your back to me when you kneel. Can’t have you figuring out any of my surprises until I’m ready for you to.”

  Then she giggled and started moving again.

  Zeke rearranged his cock before kneeling to his bag again. He grabbed two more things and waited to stand until Aslan was on her knees, with her hand printed ass facing him. “You’re so fucking sexy.” He tucked the larger, black item into his pocket and approached her. His shoes and larger frame hit the metal of the catwalk they were on and the noise echoed through the large room.

  “You make me feel so beautiful.”

  “Good. Because you are.” He gathered her hair and separated it into three sections. Quickly, he braided it and finished the end by wrapping one of her ponytail holders he’d taken from the house that morning around it. Then he pulled the other item out from his back pocket he’d shoved in earlier. A blindfold. He slipped it over her eyes and checked the fit. “See anything?”

  To the right. The left. She looked both directions and then shook her head. “Nothing.”

  “Good.” He grabbed something else from a shelf he’d placed there earlier and then stepped in front of her. Ripping his shirt over his head, he tossed it in the direction of her clothes. The button on his shorts came next, the zipper, and then thank fuck his cock was free.

  “Mmm,” Aslan moaned as she leaned forward trying to get to him.

  “Thought you couldn’t see,” he groaned as her bound hands reached up and cupped his balls.

  She kept going until her fingers pulled his cock toward her. “Can’t. But I heard the zipper and I can smell my favorite treat from a mile away.” Her tongue lapped at the pre-cum waiting at the tip of his cock. “Best taste in the whole world.”

  His shorts fell to his ankles and he kicked them off, along with his shoes. “You just keep doing what you’re doing and I’m going to get ready.” Picking up the remote control he’d grabbed from the shelf, he pushed a button and a motor above them whirled to life.

  Aslan paused. “Get ready for what?” She hesitated for a second longer and then went back to licking and sucking his cock.

  Out of the corner of his eye, Zeke caught movement as his third moved out from between two of the engine compartments and approached him. His third’s gaze was glued on Aslan as she knelt before him. Zeke’s dick pulsed, and Aslan moaned as more pre-cum hit her tongue.

  “Right now a hook is descending from the ceiling, hence the reason I put the X on the floor. As soon as it’s low enough, I’m going to hook your wrists to it, lift you up off your knees until your toes are barely touching the ground and then the real fun will begin.”

  A little whimper reached him at the same time the hook was close enough to grab. He lowered it a bit more, then pulled his cock from her hands and lips. Grabbing her wrists, he raised her arms, securing her to the hook. Pushing another button, he raised the chain. Her arms rose all the way, and then the hook and chain lifted her off her knees until she stood. About five more inches is all he went, before he stopped.

  Aslan’s body was stretched. Not to its max while still touching the ground but very close. It was as if she stood in some of her delicious high heels. Taught and sexy, fuck, she tempted his monster to do wicked dirty things to her.

  From his bag, he pulled out a big blanket. Spreading it beneath her feet took a little bit of juggling, but with help from his third, they got it down.

  The person standing a few feet away moved closer on silent feet, since Zeke had told them to remove their shoes before approaching. He wanted Aslan to be surprised. Maybe even a little shocked.

  Her reaction to his fantasy? He couldn’t wait to see it, scent it, taste it.

  Setting the remote down on another shelf, Zeke moved behind Aslan. “So vulnerable now. So defenseless. I could do anything and everything to you I ever dreamed.”

  He moved closer until his cock nestled in the cleft of her ass and he palmed her breasts, tugging her back against his chest. “Anything,” he whispered in her ear.

  “Everything,” she answered back in a low mumble.

  Zeke’s third approached and ran a finger around one of Aslan’s nipples. It could have been his fingers touching her but it wasn’t.

  Aslan arched into the touch, the back of her head moving against Zeke’s chest. “More,” she begged.

  He caught the eye of the other person standing in front of him and held their gaze. This was the line. That proverbial one he’d never been comfortable crossing before.

  “Please,” Aslan pleaded. She shivered against him, seeking something more.

  Zeke nodded, knowingly and willingly stepping over that line.

  Someone else’s fingers pinched Aslan’s nipple, making it hard, and then they leaned forward and sucked it into their mouth.

  Zeke leaned forward a bit, whispering in Aslan’s ear. “Hottest wife ever.”

  Aslan huffed out a hard breath, “What the—” She jerked away from the person’s mouth and tried to back up, but Zeke was there to keep her in place.

  Air rushed in and out of her lungs and her hands moved across the hook and chain. Fight or flight. Talk about being infinitely familiar with a topic. He grabbed her braid and held her in place.

  Looking past his wife, he spoke to the only person he would ever trust his wife’s body to. “Why don’t you say hello to my wife?”

  A smile tilted their lips, revealing white teeth. “Hi, Aslan.”

  Aslan gasped. “A girl?”

  Zeke leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Welcome. To my fantasy.”

  Chapter Three

  Aslan vibrated against him for a few seconds and then slowly relaxed.

  Claudia, the woman standing in front of his wife, was a former employee on one of their other cruise ships. She’d ended up moving to another cruise line, due to proximity of their home port in Europe, to be closer to her family.

  But before she’d left, she’d pulled Zeke aside and told him how lucky he was to have such a stunning woman like Aslan beside him. She wanted to toss her hat in the ring if they ever decided to dabble in a bit of threesome hotness with another woman.

  Her frame was tiny and slender. She had straight blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She looked straight out of a Swedish tourist guide, which was where she hailed from.

  Her eyes were riveted to Aslan and she looked…hungry. His cock jumped against his wife’s ass and Aslan groaned.

  Zeke ran his hands down his wife’s ribcage, palming her hips, to free up her tits so Claudia could take over. When she left, Claudia had wanted him to know that she was interested. Very interested. And only in Aslan.

  She’d been open about her all-girl sexuality from the moment they’d met her and her attraction to Aslan had been apparent to him from the very start. Even before she’d told him of her desire, Zeke knew that she wanted his wife. The way she watched her. The want was clear.

  Many a-night, he’d laid awake before Claudia’d moved and wondered if Aslan would ever go for it. He’d brought it up in random ways and she’d seemed guardedly interested.

  That had been a couple years ago and he just couldn’t pull the trigger. Not back then, when he was still sticking to his diet of control and denial. Claudia had moved and that was that. Never to be seen from again, though he knew Aslan and she spoke every few weeks via email and Skype just to keep in touch. They were close.

  Nothing more than a platonic friendship.

  Or so she thought, until the phone call he’d placed two weeks ago.

  He’d very simply told Claudia what he had in mind and asked if she was interested.

  The affirmative reached him across the pond in less than a heartbeat.

  The coordination on timing had been a bit of a nightmare but they made it work. Anything worth doing was worth the effort and time he had to invest in it.

  Aslan was worth it. Her worth was immeasurable.

  Thus the fantasy. He wanted to see his wife
with another woman and tied up. Unable to stop what he wanted. Unable to move very far away. Unable to see what was coming next. Who was touching her—pleasuring her—remained a mystery.

  And he didn’t want to do it in a hotel, and fuck no to doing it in their house, in their bed. That wasn’t an option. They normally christened each of their cruise ships before they sailed for the first time. Normally not with so many weeks still to go, but this time was special.

  Claudia moved forward, cupping Aslan’s breasts, lifting them to her mouth. She licked, sucked and tasted her flesh, moaning, as if it were the finest wine she’d ever tasted. “Delicious,” she whispered.

  “But I can’t see her, Zeke. I can’t see anything.”

  “Correct. I decided to keep her anonymous so you can picture whatever you like. I want you to feel the experience without the filter of your eyes getting in the way. So your one rule is to keep that blindfold on. Understand?”

  Slowly she nodded. “Someone I’ve met before?” Aslan moaned as Claudia pressed her tits together to lick both nipples at the same time. She tilted her hips back to ride Zeke’s cock as he thrusted against her flesh.

  “Yes,” he whispered in her ear before nibbling on her neck. “And she’s always wanted you. Lusted after you.” He wasn’t certain whether Aslan knew who it was already. Either way, he couldn’t wait to see them together.

  “And you’re going to let her play with me?”

  “And you’ll get to play with her too. Think you can handle both of us?” he growled.

  “Fuck,” she mouthed as a tremor worked up her spine again.

  Claudia pinched her nipples again, getting them good and hard, before she kissed the valley between her tits, then lower, and lower.

  “Oh, fuck,” Aslan breathed. “I’ve never had a girl lick my pussy before.”

  “You won’t be able to say that much longer.” Watching Claudia, he decided to give Aslan something to focus on, other than the delicious lick of anticipation. He wanted her to see what was happening. Even if her eyes were covered. “She’s on her knees in front of you now. Pulling off her shirt and her bra to be closer to you. Her shoes are off and she has the tiniest little skirt on. Well, she did.”

  Aslan sucked in a breath. He traced her spine with the pads of his thumbs.

  “She’s naked in front of you, on her knees.”

  “Wha-what’s she doing?” Aslan bit her bottom lip and waited.

  Zeke took his time answering her. “Staring. At you. Her pale skin is flushed. I do believe she’s very turned on by you.” Another couple seconds went by. “She’s nodding and biting her lip just like you’re doing. So sexy.” The scent of Aslan’s pussy reached him and a rumble lit inside his chest. “I bet your slit is dripping right now. I bet your mystery girl would love to know how much she’s turning you on. She’s nodding again. Should I let her check? Do you want me to let her touch your pussy? My pussy?”

  “Please, Zeke. Please let her. Fuck. Please.”

  “I love it when you beg.” His cock pulsed against her as if it were seconding his opinion. “Spread your legs, dirty girl. Let her see just how wet you are for her.”

  Aslan moved her legs apart a little bit but she couldn’t move them very far, due to how stretched he had her.

  “Tsk, tsk,” he admonished. “It looks like the hook is too high. Let me help.” Reaching down, he picked her up from behind the knees and she whimpered. He folded her legs up and out in front of her, bearing her pussy and ass to the lovely blonde at her feet.

  Claudia smiled up at him as if he were Santa Claus. Up on her knees, she moved ever closer, finally making contact with her hands on Aslan’s thighs.

  Aslan jumped and then went rigid in his arms.

  Claudia didn’t wait. She didn’t hesitate or stutter in her movements. Leaning forward, she licked his wife right up the middle and latched onto her clit.

  Unable to really watch what was happening at the angle he was at, he focused on Aslan’s face again. “What’s she doing, my pretty wife? What’s she doing with your pussy?”

  “H-her mouth is on m-my clit. Her tongue. Lapping at me. Biting. Licking. Oh fuck. And her fingers…” Her head fell back against him, her mouth open, panting breaths constricting her lungs in a rhythm he absolutely understood.

  He pulled her legs a little farther apart just like he knew she liked it. “Her fingers? Where are those? What are they doing?”

  “One is in my—fuck. T-two are in my pussy. Spreading me, rubbing my G-spot. Another one is rubbing circles around my ass.”

  “Has she put her finger in your ass yet?”

  Aslan shook her head. “No. Not yet.”

  “I bet if you ask her, she would. Bet she would love to know how tight your little ass is. Especially when you’re this close to coming.”

  Aslan nibbled her bottom lip.

  Just when he thought she wasn’t going to ask, her voice came out in a rush. “Will you please put a finger in my ass? Pretty please?”

  What he figured was Claudia’s hand brushed his sack, which made it pull up tight to his body. Claudia adjusted her position—though he couldn’t see what she was doing—so she didn’t touch him anymore.

  They’d talked about expectations and lines that neither of them wanted crossed. Thankfully, they were on the same page. She was with Aslan. Only Aslan. Exactly how he wanted it.

  “Is she in your ass now too, baby?” It didn’t take much of an imagination when Aslan’s entire body relaxed and then went taught again.

  “Mmhmm,” she whined. “And her mouth is on my clit again. Fuck. Her little pointy tongue. Perfect.”

  He stretched her legs a tiny bit wider, loving playing any part in watching his wife come on another woman’s mouth.

  The muscles in Aslan’s jaw tightened, as did the muscles in her arms as she strained to come.

  Huh, huh, huh, she panted.

  Zeke rubbed against her lower back, unable to keep himself from thrusting against her. So fucking sexy.

  “I’m gonna come, Zeke. Oh, fuck. I’m gonna come.” Her wonder at the concept as her whole body tightened in climax nearly ignited his own orgasm.

  She bucked against his hold, so he pulled her legs tighter against her body, pinning her in place.

  Aslan screamed, her piercing pleasure echoed off the walls of the soundproof room they were hidden in. Her hands had a death grip on the hook and the scent of pussy filled his senses.

  Claudia rode Aslan through her orgasm and Zeke whispered in her ear.

  “Most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I can smell that sweet pussy. As soon as she’s done making you come I’m going to fuck you. Hard.”

  Aslan yelled again. Begged. Pleaded. To stop. To keep going? He didn’t know. Didn’t ask.

  All he knew is that what he’d said was true. She truly was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

  He had to have her. He couldn’t wait.

  Not any longer.

  “The rest of what we talked about is in the bag. Get it. I have to be inside her. So fucking hot.”

  Claudia moved back and Zeke adjusted Aslan. Dropping one leg, he stepped in front of her and helped her wrap her legs around him. He lifted her a tiny bit by her hips and thankfully she locked her ankles around his back.

  Gone. He was just gone.

  Processing what she did to him as he lined up the head of his cock to her super wet hole wasn’t an option.

  His monster was free and he needed inside.

  She sucked in a deep breath and her head dropped back as he pushed forward. Her pussy pulsed around his shaft as he fucked himself through her slick channel.

  “I need you,” she whispered.

  “I know, baby. I know.”

  Pistoning her hips back and forth, their bodies slapped together.

  Out of the corner of his eye, Zeke tracked Claudia’s progress. She pulled a strap on out of the bag, stepped into it
, and grabbed lube.

  Claudia moved closer, and Zeke focused back on Aslan just as she shivered.

  “You just got harder, Zeke. Fuck. So dirty not being able to see…anything.”

  Claudia caught his eye as she stepped up to Aslan. With a smile and a wink to him, she touched the back of Aslan’s hair and turned her head a bit to the side. She kissed her. Softly at first. A close-mouthed kiss. Chaste. Sweet.

  Then their lips separated.

  A peek of tongue.

  Moans. Two of them.

  “So hot,” Zeke praised.

  Claudia kissed down her cheek, jaw, shoulder and then she knelt down beneath her. Zeke couldn’t see what she was doing any longer.

  Aslan’s pussy squeezed him so tight, his rhythm stuttered for a second and he slowed down.

  “What’s she doing, my pretty wife? Is she playing with your ass, perhaps?”

  “Fuck. Her tongue, Zeke. Her tongue is on my ass. Circles. Tight. Pushing i-inside.” She bit her lip and shook her head back and forth. “And fingers. A finger in my ass.”

  “I can feel her finger in your ass. As I fuck you, I can feel it.”

  “Oh, God.”

  Aslan was super close to coming again but he needed to get her down. Get the rope off her wrists. And when she came, he wanted both of her holes to be filled.

  Hell yeah. “I need to get her down.”

  Aslan whined as Claudia stood.

  Zeke chuckled as he pulled out. “I promise not to take away your new toy for long.”

  Gathering her close, he lifted her wrists off the hook. Didn’t take him long to get her down on the blanket with him, with her in his lap and her legs wrapped around him. His cock stood at attention between them.

  Claudia knelt beside his wife, tugging Aslan’s face to the side again. Still blindfolded. Zeke’s cock jerked, knowing she still hadn’t seen a thing.

  Two girls making out. Yeah. Even hotter in person than he imagined. Sexy. Delicious. Soft.