“Red, sir.” Her voice was already filled with lust and Jameson could hardly wait to begin. ‘Are you ready? Hold her hands, I’m going to clamp these little beauties.’ Trev had already tied off the leather at the bottom of the braid and Jameson watched as his brother slowly slid his hands over Kit’s shoulders and followed a slow sensual press of flesh against flesh until his hands shackled their mate’s wrists. Just that simple act of restraint caused an audible catch in Kit’s breathing causing Trev to smile over her shoulder. Jameson could hear his brother speaking softly against her ear. “Baby, I know you don’t consider this punishment, but I assure you it is coming. And when your sweet body is desperate for release and it’s just a half of a heartbeat out of your reach remember why you are being denied.” Jameson found himself growling in agreement at Trev’s words because they perfectly echoed his own sentiments even though he probably wouldn’t have phrased it nearly so eloquently. But knowing she had not been satisfied and had hidden that fact by basically lying about it brought his mind back to what they’d planned for her. Slipping his hand into his pocket as he closed his teeth tight enough over the tight bud of her nipple, Jameson pulled back enough to make her gasp before letting it pop free. He immediately slipped the tension clamp over her nipple and smiled when she moaned softly. “We’ll see how long that sweet moan lasts, love, because I’m going to tighten this up a bit because I don’t believe it is quite living up to its potential just yet.” Then he started slowly turning the small black cylinder at the base of the clamp and watched as the pulse at the base of her neck kicked into high gear.
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