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Olivia wasn’t the first girl she’d kissed, and she probably wouldn’t be the last. But kissing Olivia was different. It aroused Mia, and she felt the emotional bond between them tightening.
Mia cast a suspicious look in Ryan’s direction. “What do you plan to do to me?”
“Forget it,” he said. “It’s not going to work if she can’t trust us.”
“Trust isn’t the problem.” She trusted Olivia with her life. Ryan wouldn’t cause her pain, but he would try to make her surrender. She didn’t do that for any guy.
“Then what is?” Olivia asked, desperate to make this work. It made Mia feel even worse for refusing.
Mia folded her arms across her chest and glared at Ryan. “I don’t like being tied up.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I have this thing about freedom.” Didn’t everyone? Well, everyone but Olivia, but she didn’t know any better. That was why she needed this swap.
“What about your lover?” Ryan asked. “Swapping isn’t all about your fantasies and what you want. It’s also about your partner’s need.”
What was he suggesting? That she was a selfish lover? To whom had he been talking? “I can do that and stay away from bindings. I’m multitalented that way.”
“Maybe you need an introductory lesson,” Ryan suggested.
It was difficult for Mia to keep the outrage from bubbling to the surface. “Lesson?” she repeated. Did he know who he’s talking to?
“What if Olivia holds you down?”
Mia blinked, and she looked at Olivia. “How?” Olivia appeared fragile and petite. She wasn’t muscular, but Mia knew Olivia’s strength was moving fast.
“You’ll take off your clothes and lie on the table,” Ryan said. “Olivia will sit on the end where your head is, and she’ll hold your wrists down.”
Mia’s nipples tightened at his matter-of-fact explanation. “And you?”
“I’ll hold on to your legs.”
That wasn’t the answer she was looking for. She wanted to know what he had in store for her. Was he going to tease her unmercifully or drive his cock into her without any foreplay?
“It’s okay, Mia,” Olivia said, resting her hands on her shoulders. “You don’t have to do this. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable about anything.”
Okay, now the world had gone mad. When Olivia was trying to soothe Mia about sex, she had lost control of the situation completely. Mia rubbed her tired eyes, knowing she had to regroup.
She wasn’t afraid or uncomfortable with bondage, but she liked to keep it to a minimum. If a guy tied her up, he was inevitably testing this luck. Ryan was no different from any other man in Clover Bud.
But what was she worried about? Ryan wasn’t smarter or stronger than she was. Mia knew she could handle him with her hands literally tied behind her back.
“Okay, Ryan.” She rubbed her hands together. “Let’s do it.”
“Now?” Olivia asked, obviously surprised by her attitude change.
“No time like the present,” Mia said with a shrug. “Would you like to undress me?”
“No,” Ryan said coolly. “Olivia will.”
“What?” Olivia said. It was obviously news to her. “I thought . . .”
“It’s no big deal, Olivia,” Mia said. “You’ve helped me in and out of clothes in dressing rooms.”
“Yeah, but…” Her voice trailed off. She cleared her throat and rolled her shoulder back. “Okay, sure.”
Mia felt jumpy as Olivia stood behind her, and she flinched when she felt her friend’s hands on her waist. Olivia grabbed the hem of Mia’s T-shirt and inched it above her abdomen and ribs. Mia kept her eyes defiantly on Ryan. Once her shirt went over her breasts, Mia raised her arms, and Olivia pulled it free.
She felt Olivia hesitate. Was Olivia trying to decide how to attack her front-closure bra? Rather than going around and blocking Ryan’s view, Olivia reached around Mia and unhooked the bra.
Mia shivered as Olivia’s arms went around her. Olivia and she had hugged before, but this was different. The sight of Olivia’s delicate hands next to her voluptuous breasts was startling.
Olivia slowly peeled the bra from Mia’s breasts and allowed the shoulder straps to drop down her arms. Mia wished Olivia would touch her breasts. She would be happy if Olivia’s hand brushed against her tightening nipples. But Olivia was being very careful not to touch her. Mia shrugged off the bra and heard it drop to the tile floor.
Olivia was already hooking her fingers around the waistbands of Mia’s shorts and panties. She worked them down Mia’s legs. Mia decided not to help Olivia or make it easier for her friend. She stood still and continued to watch Ryan.
The man was playing it cool. There was no tension, no shifting of his feet. One would think he wasn’t turned on by the sight. But what man didn’t want to see his girlfriend strip her best friend naked? How often did his girlfriend prepare another woman for him to play with?
Ryan could play it anyway he liked, but she had seen his eyes. They were hot and smoky with lust. He was just as aroused as she was. Now if only she could see Olivia’s expression. Was her friend getting turned on? Was Olivia getting excited undressing her? Mia wanted that to be the case.
“Lie on the table,” Ryan said the moment Mia stepped out of her clothes.
She bristled at the order. “I’m getting there.” She knew what was expected of her. She’d do it when she was good and ready. Did he like the sound of his voice ordering commands?
She perched on the edge of the round table, surprised at how cold it felt against her skin. Mia slowly reclined, jerking still when she felt Olivia’s hand on her shoulders. Her nipples stung with anticipation, but Olivia was only guiding her down gently.
Once Mia’s head touched on the wood table, Olivia reached for her arms. She stretched them above Mia’s head and held her wrists firmly against the table. Mia thought Olivia was taking her job way too seriously. And shouldn’t Olivia be on her side and loosen her hold?
Ryan strolled toward the table, his eyes slowly going over every inch of Mia. Her skin tingled with anticipation as her breasts felt full and heavy. Heat seeped through her body, flooding her core.
But Ryan didn’t move. His gaze took in every inch of Mia, from her puckered nipples to her glistening pussy, but he didn’t touch her. He seemed content to look.
“I’ll be right back.” he said as he turned and walked out of the kitchen. “Don’t move.”
