Jethro and his wife might find us fucking on his lawn if we weren’t careful, completely unhinged and in a totally different world to this one.
Precautions are needed.
Locking my phone screen, I clutched it in my fist as I marched naked to the bathroom where two fluffy bathrobes hung on diamante hooks.
Ripping out the belts, I carried both back to Eleanor who’d scooted onto her knees to track me. “Stand up,” I commanded, smirking when she launched herself to the rich carpeted floor, anticipation and need glowing on her skin.
“Eager, Eleanor?” I murmured as I ducked to my haunches and tied her ankle to the bedframe.
“You have no idea.” She shuddered as I ran my fingers up the back of her leg, stroking the sensitive skin behind her knee before creeping up, up, up, and running a gentle touch through the hot slipperiness of her pussy.
“Oh, I think I do.” I inserted the tip of my finger, falling head over heels in love with her all over again as she grabbed my wrist and forced my touch higher inside her. “Fuck, you’re going to pay for that.”
She groaned, her gaze dilated and fixated on my nakedness. Her hips rocked on my hand. “I’ll happily pay whatever you want if you put me out of my misery.”
“Anything?” I slid my arm around her waist, jerking her against me. I inserted another finger, stretching her, making her writhe in my arms. “Would you let me tie you up? Have you in any position? Do whatever I fucking wanted?”
“God, yes.”
My thumb rubbed her clit, her inner muscles clenching around my fingers. “You’re mine. Do you deny it?”
She struggled to raise her hand, flashing her wedding and engagement rings in my face. “Legally yours and wholeheartedly.”
My cock throbbed, leaking another droplet of demented desire. “You say the sweetest things.”
“I try.” She snapped her teeth. “But I won’t stay sweet unless you deliver what you’re promising.”
“Patience, filthy Jinx.” Removing my hand from her pussy, I bent and tied my own ankle, her wetness on my fingers making the knot slippery. At least this way, we would stay behind closed doors.
Pushing her away a little, I leaned over the bed and grabbed the bottle of cinta. I shook it, raising my eyebrow. “You’re drenched already. I’m hard as a fucking rock. We both don’t need this, but...fancy turning our sexual hunger into a famine?”
She licked her lips, her cheeks flushed. “Adding fuel to the fire?”
“Pouring an entire drum of gasoline.”
Her chest rose and fell. “I can’t promise I’ll be able to control it. I’m already out of my mind with lust.”
“Guess we’ll find out how wild we can be.” I kissed her, pressing my skin to hers and adding another layer of electrical heat.
Bad idea.
Her mouth opened wide.
Her tongue lashed over mine.
A simple kiss exploded into a teeth-clacking, dry-humping inferno. It would be so easy to hoist her up my body and plunge inside her. So fucking tempting to thrust—
Tearing my mouth away, I snarled, “Open.”
Panting, she did as she was told, blinking rapidly while swaying on her feet.
Squeezing the dropper, I unscrewed the bottle and hovered the glass dispenser over her tongue. She never looked away as I squeezed one droplet into her mouth.
Her eyes closed as she swallowed, making my stomach clench and cock bob with desire. Tipping my head back, I swallowed my own dose before fastening the bottle and tossing it back onto the bed.
The recipe in this particular drug was a much safer, saner version of elixir. It didn’t hijack neural pathways or take over mental capacity and blood flow. There was no risk of a heart attack like its predecessor.
Cinta merely took what lust was already there and increased it to a level where the host felt drunk. Where any and all self-consciousness was deleted, and the only thought in your entire body was to be connected with your significant other.
That was why it worked so well for our unhappily married couples who came for counselling. Strip back the arguments, the grudges, and the past, and you were left with a healthy fresh start centred entirely on basic chemistry.
Eleanor moaned under her breath as she reached for me. Her nipples peaked, and a trickle of need slid down her inner thigh. Her fingers hissed with power, shocking my skin as she stepped into me.
My balls tightened. My pulse hitched.
I wanted her so fucking much.
But not here.
Tonight, we’d attended a ball in costumes and disguises.
Now...we were free to visit a place far more fitting.
We were free to be us.
Unlocking my phone, I highlighted the link I’d never loaded before and pressed the button.Chapter Nine
I BLINKED AS AN entirely new world unfolded before me.
The chirps of birds pierced my comprehension first. The babble of a brook. The crash of a waterfall. The exotic hum of cicadas in the trees serenading with a tropical symphony.