Page 13 of Tangled Temptation
“Open it,” he said, standing behind her once again.
Praying her hands didn’t tremble, she slid open the doors and gasped. There were rows of drawers and each was labeled. Vibrators, dildos, bullets and eggs, wands, and G-spot.
“Toy cabinet.” He pulled open the drawers.
“So I see.” Her pussy clenched. So much to explore. “I haven’t seen this many since I went to an adult store.”
“When did you visit this adult store?”
“A couple of years ago. I took Becca to get her first vibrator.”
“Then why so surprised?”
“In an adult store, I expect a variety, but…” She waved her hand at the drawers and the rest of the cabinets. “I’ve never seen anything like this in a private home.”
“I like to use any toy I want on my lover, as long as she doesn’t mind.” He closed all the but the dildo drawers. “I want my lover to be satisfied.”
Angie’s breath hiccupped. There were dildos from the size of her pinky finger all the way up to… A huge monster at the end.How had his other lovers reacted to this?She pushed the thought away, mainly because he said he’d only done this since Tyler moved out, and that was six months ago.
Jared pushed the drawer closed. “Go to the next cabinet and open it.”
She obeyed him. These drawers were labeled: body lotions, body jewelry, blindfolds, anal, cock rings. She glanced up at Jared when she got to the cock rings.
“These will enhance our play, especially when I show you the right way to use them. Keep going.”
One by one, Angie opened the cabinets. By the last one, she was a little bit in awe of what Jared had accumulated. Restraints, rope, handcuffs, floggers, paddles, canes, spreader bars, violet wand, and gags.
There were some items she never wanted to use, but others intrigued her. There was no way they could explore everything in two weeks, but the possibilities were there. “How many of these are we going to use?”
“As many as you want to try.” His arms encircled her waist and pulled her against him. His hard cock pressed into her ass, and she barely prevented herself from rubbing against his erection.
“Are you wet?” he whispered.
“Yes.”
“Good.” He stepped back.
Her gut tightened. He was going to leave her hanging again.
“Tomorrow, you will be in this room at twelve-thirty. There will be an outfit waiting for you on the bed. Put it on and wait for me. I will be here at one sharp. At that time, we will begin by discussing limits and consequences for things like disobedience and topping from the bottom.”
She shivered at the word punished. “What if I decide to leave in the morning?” Why did she say that? She had no intention of leaving. Exploring her sexual side with Jared would be safe. Wouldn’t it?
“Your last chance.” He turned her in his arms and cupped her chin and raised her face to his. “If you’re here tomorrow afternoon, we will have the discussion I promised and explore and enjoy the things we will have learned about each other. On the other hand, if you are not here and dressed as instructed, this will be over and done, and we will never know what could have been. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He brushed a kiss over her lips and nibbled his way to her ear. “Be prepared if you stay, because I’m going to tease, arouse, seduce, and fuck you until you scream. Then I’ll do it over and over again.” He released her.
All Angie could do was stare at his retreating back as he left the room. Her shoulders dropped, her breathing was short and choppy, and the abandonment feeling filled her. Jared had done it again: aroused her to the point of needing to be satisfied and left her hanging.
Well, he did say he was going to tease her. He was doing a damn good job of it. Her pussy clenched with need, and her skin was sensitive. She should be able to fix her arousal. She went to the first cabinet and opened the vibrator door.
Which one? There were so many. She ran her finger over the selections.
“No masturbation.”
Angie spun around to see Jared lounging against the door jamb, grinning. He was back; he hadn’t left her. Her spirits lifted. Then his words filtered into her brain. “What do you mean no masturbation?” He couldn’t mean that.
