Midnight Playground (10 page)

Chapter Twelve

Eve rushed around her apartment cleaning up the mess she’d made trying to get ready. She’d indulged in every girly ritual she could think of to keep her mind off the nerves. Of course none of that worked. But at least she looked good. She’d fluffed, colored, primped, and even removed every strand of hair from her private parts. That had been the coolest part. Without hair covering her skin, everything seemed more sensitive.

She hadn’t thought to ask if they would mind, but considering every single model she’d ever witnessed had no body hair, she suspected it was one of those expected things.

Since they’d given her complete freedom to wear what she wanted, she’d opted for a simple summer dress. It was light and airy and left her completely accessible. She’d given so much thought to every word Chase had spoken and still couldn’t quite reconcile what they wanted with what she wanted. Sure the sexual aspect of it thrilled her, but anything beyond that seemed frightening—restrictive.

Fortunately, Chase had not mentioned anything beyond another photo project, so she’d taken him at his word and talked herself down every time her mind wandered to something bigger. Looking for anything more was the sure path to a broken heart. Something she’d had enough of.

The knock on the door announced their arrival. Eve threw the last of her rejected clothing into the closet and slammed the door. Just so long as no one looked in there, nothing would be out of place.

Eve yanked open the door and grinned at the sight of Murphy and Chase lingering in her doorway. Both men wore snug jeans that rode low on their hips, but that was where the similarities stopped. Chase had chosen a black T-shirt that did little to hide the defined muscles she now knew resided under his shirt. Murphy, on the other hand, had gone with a royal blue button-down. Already her fingers itched to help him out of it. Eve knew this was the moment to sink or swim. Go for it and deal with the broken heart later when it was over, or back out and always wonder what could have been.

She already knew she was going for it.

They continued to stare at each other for long, charged moments before Eve spoke. “Would you like to come in?” She stepped back and waited for them to enter.

They walked in, filling the space around her. Murphy cupped her chin and brought his lips to hers for a quick kiss. “Nice place. Did you do all this yourself?” He motioned around her apartment.

“Yes, it’s pretty much the only way I could stand to stay here. Surrounding myself with pretty things helped a lot.”

“You don’t like it here?”

“I like the building. It has good bones.” Luckily they didn’t press her further.

Chase and Murphy both nodded. “Are you ready to go?”

“Where are we going?” She wasn’t sure what they were up to since she’d thought they would stay here.

“Now what would be the fun in telling you in advance?” Murphy shot her a wicked grin.

Both men crowded around her. Chase in the front and Murphy in the back. With them this close in proximity, her nipples tightened and the brush of fabric across them made her gasp.

“I brought something for you to wear.” Chase handed her a black blindfold. The silk cloth fell into her hand, caressing the skin with cool fabric.

“Hold it up over your eyes, sweetheart,” Murphy whispered from behind her. “I’ll tie it for you.”

Eve did as she was instructed and covered her eyes. The nervous butterflies fluttered in her stomach again, which did nothing to curb the wetness covering the bare folds of her pussy.

“Are you claustrophobic or anything?” Chase asked.

“No. I’m fine.”

Murphy’s hands traveled down her back and cupped her ass through the flimsy material of her dress. Eve couldn’t believe how much she already ached with need. When he slipped under her hemline, she spread her legs and allowed him full access.

He slid his hand through the crevice of her ass, a single finger sliding over her tiny hole. Heat shot through her from the tip of her head all the way to the tips of her toes. She’d fantasized about this all day long. It was the ultimate thing for her. The one dark longing she’d never been able to get out of her head after all these years. She wanted both men at the same time, filling her pussy and ass.

Before she even realized what she was doing, Eve arched forward, pressing her body into Chase. She gasped at the shocks of pleasure created from the slight friction.

“I take it you haven’t changed your mind,” Chase murmured, his breath hot across her cheek.

Eve looked down between their bodies and fervently wished they were both naked. She needed nothing more than hot skin against hot skin. These men made her want everything she’d ever denied herself and more. Hell, she didn’t even know what all she wanted. The answer was simply Chase and Murphy. She desperately hoped she could give them everything they desired.

Chase reached for the nipples she arched in his direction. In response to her wanton ways, he pinched and twisted them both. A sharp mix of pain and pleasure infused her, and she cried out.

“We’re going to go deep, Eve. Murphy and I will discover each and every one of your fantasies. You will beg. Possibly for more. Probably to make it stop. But you will feel like never before.”

Deep-seated need jolted her body. With Chase manipulating her nipples and Murphy stroking her backside, she knew where this was headed, and despite any residual fear, she couldn’t wait to get there.

Chase dropped his hands and took a step away from her. Murphy quickly followed.

“Let’s go.” Chase nodded toward the door.

Murphy scooped her into his arms, where she wrapped her hands around his neck. “Might as well carry you rather than try to direct you. Much easier.”

For a split second she worried he would find her heavy and difficult to carry. She opened her mouth to say so when she remembered what they’d said before. Wisely, she chose to keep her mouth shut this time. If he decided he didn’t want to keep her in his arms, he could simply put her down and lead her out. Besides, she had much better things to focus on.

Still reeling from the heightened state of her arousal, Eve left the safety of her apartment and headed into the unknown with Chase and Murphy.

* * *

Chase followed Murphy and Eve down the stairs. More than once he’d reached down to adjust the front of his jeans. His hard cock dug into the metal teeth of the zipper until he thought it would bust open. He concentrated on the slight bite of pain. Maybe it would help him get his mind focused on the plan for tonight, versus the need to bend her over the hood of his car and drive into her over and over again.

Something about this woman brought out the baser side of his nature. How many times would he have to fuck her until he got it out of his system? Ten? Twenty?

At the car, he slid into the driver’s seat and let Murphy get in the back with Eve. He needed to keep some distance between them for now. The shoot he’d planned for tonight had the makings of his best ever, and he didn’t want to fuck it up. As much as he wanted to sink into her soft, feminine flesh, he’d get the job done first.

In the small confines of his car, her fresh, clean scent filled the air. A simple fragrance that tugged at his resistance. He didn’t have to turn around to imagine her naked form tied in rope. Her high breasts with their responsive tips were foremost in his mind. Every move they’d made over the last few days made her wetter than the last. The photo shoot for the client had been a walk in the park compared to what he had in mind. Chase laughed at his own pun.

He’d paid a lot of money for the permit for tonight’s use of a public playground. Somehow he knew it would be worth every damned penny. She had the body of a pinup and the mind of a strong-willed submissive. The person or persons who managed to tame her would be well rewarded. Now he just had to find his way inside the last of her armor and get her to surrender completely.

Tonight they’d discover her limits. She had no idea of the controls he had in place. So the fear he photographed would be genuine. As would the need. The distinct scent of leather and the sound of buckles being fastened filled his senses. Excitement coursed through Chase’s veins as he glanced in the rearview mirror. His delicious Eve sat on Murphy’s lap while he fastened her new wrist cuffs.

No one spoke, but the tension between them ratcheted to an all-new level. So far she’d managed to stay calm and agreeable through what they demanded. Now he wondered how much she would fight them. When they had her shackled and helpless, she’d be more vulnerable than she’d ever been.

They’d learned a lot about her life last night, and it had given him information he needed to create tonight’s scene. She was a strong and proud woman who’d worked her ass off in the face of hard times.

How many years had passed since someone had seen to her pleasure? Her eagerness to explore and accept what they’d asked told him more than her words ever could. Caring for aging and sick parents took a lot of work, and the fact it hadn’t dampened her spirit impressed him. She’d found a small happiness in surrounding herself with beautiful things to brighten a situation that could have taken down a lesser woman.

Patience and perseverance would be his best tools when dealing with her. Although tonight he’d make it more about pushing and demanding more than anyone ever had. Her fear of the word submissive concerned him. If he couldn’t get to her on a mental level, they’d never be successful.

He wanted to get to the fantasies she’d harbored all this time. She deserved someone who took the time to savor her, to unpeel the layers and give her the freedom to act out on every sexual desire she’d ever considered. Nothing would be too wicked for Eve.

Chase pulled into the empty parking lot and stopped close to the gate. The headlights from his car highlighted the mist from the lake clinging to the ground. The weather and humidity levels were practically tailor-made tonight. He stepped from the car and breathed in the warm night air. Excitement inside him built. He was anxious to get started.

He strode to the trunk and opened it. He’d planned to haul in his gear before they let Eve out of the car. Murphy and he had discussed the stress she would experience once she realized they were shooting outside, so they would restrain her together. A sort of shock-and-awe treatment.

The spot he’d chosen wasn’t far from the car, so he had everything carried over and set up in less than fifteen minutes. Every muscle pulled taut while he worked, and it had nothing to do with strenuous labor. He’d set the lighting for a shoot a million times. No, it was the woman he was dying to get his hands on and the scene he’d prepared for her.

This part of the anticipation was almost as exciting as the torment he’d soon put her through. The careful planning so he and Murphy could control the scene at all times. There’d be no point in asking for her trust if they couldn’t keep her safe.

The playground was part of a secluded county park on private property that closed at dusk. During the day, the place was packed with boaters and families enjoying the outdoors. Tonight not a soul could be found for miles. The lone security guard wouldn’t come near this area for hours. Not that Eve would know that.

Chase checked over all of his gear one last time to ensure all the settings were correct before heading back to the car.

As he approached the rear door, he noticed Murphy’s hand between Eve’s lush thighs. He’d known his friend wouldn’t keep his hands off her, and he didn’t blame him a bit. He knew the deal not to give her the release she’d beg for.

That would come much later.

Eve whimpered at the third finger Murphy sank into her drenched pussy. He’d been working her for what seemed like forever, and she was on the verge of an out-of-this-world explosion. Her legs shook.

“Oh…Murphy… Please.” She didn’t care for a second about the fact she begged. She’d been strung tight since they’d knocked on her door, and all that mattered now was the release she ached for. How easily they got her to focus solely on what they did to her.

“No, Eve. Not yet. If you come now, then not only will you be punished, but you’ll mess up his photo shoot.”

“Then—” She could barely breathe, let alone speak. “Stop.”

Murphy growled into the soft curve of her neck. “No.”

Eve tossed her head from side to side on his chest, trying to wiggle from his grasp. He only shoved inside her farther. “I can’t—”

“You can and you will,” he insisted.

Suddenly the door on her left side opened and a cool rush of night air swept through the car. Her nipples tightened into points hard as ice. Eve cried out. Not from fear. No, her nipples and pretty much every other inch of bared skin had grown intensely sensitive.

“Murphy, please.”

Immediately, he withdrew his fingers from her sex and left her empty and unfulfilled.

“We’ve already had this talk.”

Eve pushed through the fog in her brain, trying to figure out where she’d gone wrong. It took her a few seconds, but she eventually processed it.

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

Chase chuckled from the vicinity of the open door. “I see that’s going to take some practice. Or at the very least a little discipline.”

Murphy brushed her dress back down, covering her breasts and leaving the fabric to pool at her hips. “C’mon, beautiful, we have a big night ahead of us.”

“Reach for me, Eve.” Chase spoke.

Blindly she reached her arms in the direction of his voice, and he grabbed her hands. She scooted to the edge of the bench seat, and Chase helped her step from the car.

“I don’t suppose you plan to tell me where we are?”

“Nope. But we’re almost there. I’ll take care of you.” Chase’s voice warmed her insides. Murphy had primed her well, and at this rate it wouldn’t take much to set her off.

With her eyes covered, her other senses seemed to sharpen. The smell of the outdoors came on strong. They were not walking on concrete or pavement anymore. In fact she swore she scented pine needles. She’d not paid attention for a second to the trip here, so she had no idea how long they’d been in the car or where they could have gone. Maybe Chase had a cabin or something she didn’t know about.