Clifftop Fantasies [BDSM Menage Fantasies] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Cassidy Browning Read Free Book Online Page A

laugh like that in quite a while.”
    “Much more than I expected to,” Brad said thoughtfully. Seeing that his mind was drifting back to the conversation, Allie decided she needed to distract him. All the talk about sex had made her a little horny, too, she realized. She started to lean in to kiss Brad when he continued, “What do you make of all that stuff they were talking about?”
    “Which stuff?” Allie pulled back with a wave of apprehension.
    “You know, the sex stuff.” He smiled a little sheepishly, looking away from her as if wanting to disavow his curiosity.
    “Oh, that.” She tried to sound dismissive. “I don’t think it’s my cup of tea. Or yours either, mister.” She tapped an accusing finger on his arm, trying to look stern but a little joking, too.
    “I know.” He stood up and walked over to his desk in the corner.
    Allie sighed. So much for distracting him. She got up and went to the door to their bathroom. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
    When she came out, Brad was tapping away on his laptop.
    “What are you doing?” she asked in surprise, watching him. If he’d brought work home surely he would have mentioned it before this.
    Pointing at a card next to the keyboard, he replied, “Well, I thought we should check out what kind of people we have staying here, don’t you?”
    It was Jane’s card, of course. She should have gotten it away from him before, Allie thought. “No. No, I don’t,” she said, a little more sharply than she’d intended, picking it up. Not that it would do any good now. “I think we should just ask both her and Charlie to get the hell out and be done with them. We don’t need the money that badly.”
    “Yes, we do, unfortunately. I wish we didn’t, but we desperately need every cent we can scrape together. Remember that letter from the bank? We need to start making payments on the home-improvement loan.” Brad continued typing, not sparing her a glance.
    Allie paced back and forth the length of the bedroom several times, trying to get glimpses over his shoulder of what he might be seeing on Jane’s site. She debated between indignantly insisting that he shut it down and sitting down with him so she could at least monitor what he looked at.
    Finally, making a decision, she turned seductively toward Brad and said, “I bet I can show you something more to your tastes than whatever filth they have on that porno site.”
    “Oh, I have no doubt of that. But look at this,” he answered distractedly.
    With a resigned sigh she pulled the other chair next to him and leaned in to see the screen. She saw a young woman dressed in a shiny black vinyl material wrapping a brightly colored cord around the erect penis of a man tied faceup on a wooden table in front of her. Allie could also see what appeared to be several clothespins attached to the flesh surrounding his member. Resisting the urge to lean in to see exactly where they were placed, she glanced quickly at Brad to see his reaction. Instead of the disgust she had expected to see, there was a kind of dazed uncertainty on his face.
    “You can’t possibly like that. Can you?”
    “Uh, no, I guess not. But it is different. I almost can’t stop myself from looking. Have you seen stuff like this before?” He was still staring at the screen. Not a good sign, she thought.
    Allie firmly took the laptop from him and shut it off. She grabbed his hand and pulled him from his chair to sit on the bed again, pushing him back so he was leaning against the pillows. Then she said, “Now let me show you something that I know you’ll like.”
    She got up before he could say anything and strode quickly to the other side of the bed. Flipping on the small radio she kept there, she began to sway seductively to the music that filled the room. Swinging her hips, she sauntered slowly back to the foot of the bed as she leisurely unbuttoned her top. She took hold of the bedpost and pivoted around it as she let the shirt slide