the heat.
“Come here.” I followed his beckoning finger and moved underneath the outdoor shower. A sigh of pure, hedonistic pleasure escaped my lips as the water flowed over my body in a torrid rush. The contrast of the water with the chill in the air woke every nerve in my body and set it to singing.
Strong fingers toyed with the strings at the neck of my bikini, peeling the fabric away from my breasts. It fell in a sodden heap at my feet moments before those hands began to massage something that smelled of strawberries and champagne into my hair.
“Never had an outdoor shower before?” I groaned in pleasure, answering his question without words, as Zach rubbed the shampoo through my hair, kneading my scalp in the process. He took his time, rinsing and rinsing again before moving to my shoulders.
“Have to get rid of all of the sand.” He lathered soap over my shoulders, my breasts, my torso and further down, washing me thoroughly. His touch was firm enough to make me very aware of his hands on me, but still so light that it was nothing more than a tease.
I relaxed as I realized that his shaving kit had held shampoo and soap, rather than the toys I had imagined.
His hands between my legs made me inhale sharply. I panted through the sudden surge of arousal, pushing against his firm strength at my back.
His cock was thick and hot where it rubbed against my backside. I wanted him to slide inside me and take me as we showered.
“Put your hands on the post.”
Finally
, I thought, and did as he asked. The eyes that I had closed with anticipation flew open when I heard a metal snick and felt something snap around my wrist.
“Zach!” He secured the second bracelet. I could move my arms up and down, but wrapped as they were around the post, now secured with handcuffs, I couldn’t do anything else.
Panic flared as I realized that I was bound there, helpless.
Zach looked down at me, his expression serious. He held up a tiny silver key.
“This is the key to those cuffs, Devon. I have it, and can unlock you in seconds.” He placed the key on the bench that ran the perimeter of the patio area, where the late afternoon sun teased out a metallic glint. “Tell me. What is your safe word?”
It was hard to breathe, but I knew that he was expecting an answer.
Yes, I knew my safe word. And yes, I trusted that if I used it, Zach would stop immediately.
I may not have been able to trust him with my heart, but with my body I had no doubts.
“Good girl.” Bending to the shaving kit, he rummaged through before pulling out two objects, a white tube and an object that I couldn’t identify.
It looked like a small, elongated light bulb, with a flat circle on one end. I cocked my head, studying the thing, when a realization hit me.
A tube of lubricant.
And something that was about to go where nothing ever had before.
“I’m going to fuck your ass tonight, Devon.” Zach’s expression was dark, smoldering, and dangerous. I knew that I could use my safe word, but feared that Zach would shut down on me completely if I used it.
Oh God.
“This is to warm you up so that I don’t hurt you.” Opening the tube, he squirted a clear gel up and down the length of the plug. Pressing one hand to my waist, he pulled me until I was out of the direct stream of water, though still close enough to be warmed by its steam.
“Are you nuts? That thing isn’t going to help. You’re huge.” Somewhat frantic, I pulled at the handcuffs, which held tight. I noticed then that they were lined with fleece, probably to keep me from marking my skin, but it still hurt, and I sucked in a pained breath.
“Do not do that.” Zach’s voice was flat. He wasn’t at all pleased with my attempt at freedom. “If you want out, then use your safe word. Otherwise I expect willing participation.”
A whimper escaped my lips. I knew what anal sex was, of course, but I had never considered it. Ever. The idea of Zach’s huge cock pressing through
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