Sophie's Menage by Jan Springer Read Free Book Online Page B

Having eye contact with two complete strangers while she was tied like this was unnerving. From here she couldn’t see who had entered, but she listened as they whispered in very low tones.
    Movement at the corner of the hallway made her breath hitch. Two tall figures clad in dark burgundy terrycloth robes stepped into her view. All her nervousness collapsed.
    Oh no !
    “Hey, Spanky. You look hot in that dress,” Eric said her nickname in a deep drawl that sent sweet tingles zipping up her spine.
    “I bet even hotter out of it,” Steve whispered.
    Both men came to stand in front of her. They towered over her. Gosh, she’d forgotten how tall they truly were. Their dominant scents of soap and aftershave and their own unique smells wrapped tightly around her, invoking a naughty burn of need.
    “Why?” It was the only word she could think of to say.
    “Why did we bid on you? Or why did we come back?” Steve asked as he reached out and softly caressed the back of his hand against the right side of her cheek. His knuckles were rough and calloused but his touch was extremely gentle.
    “Both,” her voice sounded so erotically breathless. Her legs weakened as he continued to stroke her.
    “We wanted to see you again,” Eric replied matter of factly.
    He moved behind her and a hot smack against her ass made her swear at the scorching impact. Another carefully placed slap gave her the erotic burn she craved. Gosh, that pain felt good.
    “You couldn’t just ask me out?” she gasped.
    “And risk you saying no?” Eric growled as he strolled in front of her again. The muscles in his cheeks flexed with anger.
    “Especially after the reception we got at your salon?” Steve added. His gaze was dark and brooding as if he’d been the one wronged.
    “You’re damn right I would have said no. Now let me out of these restraints. I want no part of this insanity!”
    “What an angry woman you are,” Eric said. “Angry over what? We’re the ones who had to watch you as you paraded yourself in front of all those men. You know how jealous that makes us. You know we’ll spank you harder, and that’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He walked behind her again.
    Another carefully placed smack to her left ass cheek with his broad palm had her yelping from the sweet burn. It quickly turned to need. She wanted more.
    “She likes her ass smacked, don’t you, Spanky?” Steve growled. Fury laced his voice and he curled his fingers around her chin. He held her tightly yet tenderly at the same time.
    “You didn’t think that you would get away with such a crass homecoming reception for us, did you? At least not without getting some form of suitable punishment,” he said.
    Behind her the grumble of a rollaway cart erupted. Eric had to be pulling it closer to her. She whimpered as Steve lowered his head. His eyes were heavy lidded and lust shone brightly. His lips parted and then his eyes closed. Sweet panic bit into her.
    Oh my gosh, he was going to kiss her. One kiss from him and her self-control would be destroyed. She just knew it. When they were through with her, she’d have to nurse her broken heart all over again and…
    The instant his warm lips melted over hers all thoughts vanished and her instincts were reborn. Electric need sizzled and she shuddered as pleasure enveloped her. She pulled against her restraints wanting to wrap her arms around his neck and to sink into the kiss, but she couldn’t move. Instead she got onto her tippy toes for better access to his mouth. He kissed her firmly and deeply. The kiss was different than any other she’d experienced with him before. It was more intense and determined and she loved it.
    Eric chose that moment to paddle her ass and she yelped against Steve’s mouth. Searing pain blossomed across her butt cheeks. It was quickly followed by incredible heat and the pleasure burn she loved.
    Steve released his grip on her chin. A second later his palms