Swap (15 page)
Authors: Jenesi Ash
At least, Jamie wouldn't forgive herself. Mia might. Mia took the good and the bad in everyone. She defended her loved ones, even when she knew they were in the wrong, and nurtured them in her quiet way.
Mia stopped stroking her hair. Jamie opened her eyes as she felt her friend move away. Had she given off some vibe, and Mia was trying to put some distance between them?
She watched as Mia got off the couch and strolled over to Caleb. Jamie sat up, intrigued by the confident swagger of her friend. It was like she was on the prowl. She would never have associated that word with Mia before.
Mia stood next to Caleb. He and Aidan looked up, but Mia only looked at Caleb. Jamie's eyebrows rose in surprise. Why wasn't Mia looking at Aidan?
Mia reached out for Caleb. “Come with me,” she said in a seductively low voice.
Although they were right in the middle of the game, neither man complained about her timing. Aidan didn't say a thing and his jaw clenched. A muscle bunched in Caleb's cheek as he put down the controller and took Mia's hand.
Caleb rose slowly from the floor, his movements like a sleep-walker's. He gripped Mia's hand tightly as if he was worried she would let go. Mia smiled, heady with power and confidence, and guided him out of the media room.
Jamie couldn't stop grinning as she watched them leave. She didn't say anything until she heard the bedroom door close.
“Sure you don't want to go watch?” Jamie asked.
“I'm sure,” Aidan said as he stopped the game.
“Come on, Aidan,” she urged him on. “I know you want to. Go and peek. I won't say a word.”
“Are you trying to avoid being with me?” he asked as he collected the game controls.
“No, I'm all for the swap.” She wasn't going to confess that it had been her idea all along, although he probably wouldn't be surprised if he found out that fact.
“Because you want to teach me some manners?”
She tried to hide her surprise. She was so caught off-guard that she couldn't think of a sassy comeback. How did Aidan know about her plans for him?
Aidan laughed and turned off the widescreen television set. “Did you think I wouldn't have figured it out?”
She wasn't going to answer that. “Your lesson can wait,” she said with her nose tilted high in the air. “Go and watch them. Be my guest.”
“Why do you want me to watch?” he asked as he stood up. “So you can watch, too?”
Jamie made a face. “No, that's not my hang-up. That's yours.” She smiled victoriously as she saw her jab found its mark.
Aidan went very still, like a wild animal scenting danger. “What do you mean by that?”
“Oh, come on, Aidan,” Jamie said as she got off the couch. “It's a small town. Word gets around.”
He frowned. “I'm not following.”
He was going to play dumb. It was time to lay out all her cards. “I know that you like to watch your girlfriends with other men.”
“That's not true.”
“Okay”âJamie shruggedâ“so it only happened with one of your girlfriends.” What was the big deal? If he wanted to watch Caleb and Mia, Jamie would make that happen.
“How do you know this?”
Was he admitting it? She wasn't sure. “I knew Lacey,” she told him.
“I know you did.”
She wasn't sure about his tone. She narrowed her eyes with suspicion. “What do you mean by that?”
“Like you said, it's a small town.” He mimicked her casual shrug. “I know you and Lacey hooked up once.”
Lacey wasn't Jamie's type, and she turned out to be the one person Jamie should never have slept with. Jamie had been drunk, and Lacey had been a sexual opportunist. “Who told you?”
“Lacey.”
Figured. Jamie rolled her eyes. “And you believed her?”
“I didn't until I saw how you were watching Mia and Caleb.” He folded his arms across his chest and rocked back on his feet. “Your attention was all on Mia.”
She hadn't tried to hide the fact, believing that no one would be looking at her. She wondered who else knew how she felt. “Did you tell Mia about me?”
“Believe it or not, Jamie, we don't talk about you when we're together.”
“Good point.”
“Listen. I don't care that you like to have sex with women as much as you do with men.”
“Mia might.” And Mia's opinion meant a lot to her. She would rather hide her sexual orientation than have Mia turn her back on her.
“Mia might be surprised, but that's about it.” Aidan paused. “Why didn't you tell her that I like to watch?”
His sexual fantasy was nothing compared to those of some other people in Clover Bud. “I figured that was something she had to find out on her own.”
“Why? Don't you share everything with her?”
“Obviously not.”
He smiled at her snappy answer. “Did she tell you how I like to tie down lovers?”
“That has come up on occasion.” She remembered the first time Mia had been tied down. Mia described it to Jamie the next day in explicit detail. The way she went on and on about it, Jamie wondered if she had done it wrong. She never had felt that kind of bliss. She had immediately tried it with one of her lovers and was acutely disappointed.
“Then it should come as no surprise that I'm going to tie you down,” Aidan said by way of warning. “How much do you know about bondage?”
“Enough to know it's not for me.”
Aidan took a step closer to her. “Maybe your lover didn't know what he was doing.”
“That is a possibility.” It might be better if she did it with an expert, but she doubted it. She couldn't see the attraction of having her movements limited.
“I want to tie you up, Jamie.”
She knew that. But he didn't tell her what he planned to do once he had her trussed up like a turkey. “Have you ever been tied up?”
He scoffed at the idea. “No.”
That surprised her. Wouldn't he want to know how it felt being tied down? “Why not?”
“No woman has ever tried.”
“Really?” Jamie found that difficult to believe. “Because that's the first thing that popped into my head.”
Aidan laughed.
“You know what, Aidan? I want to tie you up. What do you think? Are you up for it?”
His smile disappeared as he studied her face. She was pleased that he was giving her suggestion consideration. “Only if I get to tie you up afterward,” he finally said.
“Seriously?” Jamie really hadn't expected him to agree.
“It's the only way you're going to trust me.”
She stared at him and slowly shook her head. “I swear, you have been one surprise after another. Well”âshe gestured in the direction of the stairsâ“let's go up to the attic.”
“First you need to think this through,” Aidan told her. “Do you have anything to tie me down with?”
“I'll have to improvise,” she replied breezily as she left the media room, Aidan hot on her heels.
“You can't improvise when it comes to bondage.”
“You can if it's Jamie style.”The truth was she had no idea what she was doing, but she wasn't going to tell that to Aidan. He'd snatch the control from her, and she wasn't about to give it up.
Jamie didn't like it that Aidan was more experienced in bondage, she decided as she headed for her attic apartment. She never liked it when her lover knew more, because she felt that put her at a disadvantage.
But her lovers never figured out that she was a fast learner. As long as she kept her eyes open and her mind sharp, she would figure a way to get out of any knot Aidan tried on her.
She climbed the stairs, sensing Aidan right behind her. Jamie wondered if he was already regretting this deal. She needed to distract him in case he was changing his mind. She gave a little provocative sway to her hips and walked into the middle of the attic.
Her apartment was very different from the rest of the house. While Mia's home was filled with pastels, florals, and classic pieces of furniture, Jamie's room was more exotic. She preferred bold colors, metallic and jeweled embellishments, and lots of pillows.
The room was now very bare. She had given away almost everything. All that was left was a few boxes and suitcases. The only color in the room was the bright red curtains and the bold ethnic print of her bedsheets.
“Where do you want me?” Aidan asked. His question made her pause. Aidan was usually the one who gave orders and made commands. She knew how difficult it was for him to stand back and wait for her to make the decisions.
He stood by the bed, his arms folded across his chest and his legs braced. He was prepared for action.
He wasn't a big man, but she felt like he filled the room. She definitely needed to tie him down. But how? Her bed didn't have posts or railings.
She looked around the attic for inspiration. Her eyes flickered over the support beams over her head. She stopped, looked up, and smiled.
Aidan followed where she was looking. His eyebrows arched. “You have to be kidding.”
“It'll work,” Jamie said as she tugged the top sheet from her bed. She jumped on the mattress and tossed the bedding over the main support beam. The colorful cotton billowed over the thick wooden beam, and she caught the other side.
She paused and decided to tie the ends into a tight knot right under the beam. The less movement Aidan had, the better. It wasn't easy to make the knot, but she refused to ask for Aidan's help.
“Okay, give me your arm,” Jamie said as she pushed the sheet farther down the beam and away from the bed. She jumped off the mattress and faced Aidan.
Aidan silently offered one of his wrists, and she tied one end around it. “Too tight?” she asked brightly.
He tested the bindings with no emotion. “It's fine.”
Jamie gritted her teeth. She had been wondering if he felt the same excitement roiling through her. She guessed not.
She tied his other arm and stepped back to admire her handiwork. The sheets were short enough to keep his arms up. He held his hands together above his head. If it weren't for his casual clothing, Aidan would look like an exotic sex slave tied up with veils.
“You forgot to take my shirt off first,” Aidan said.
“Oh, I'm not too worried about that.” She slid her hands along his chest, admiring the sculpted muscles that lay underneath his shirt. “I can still screw you with your clothes on.”
She stood in front of him, toe-to-toe, and placed her hand on the back of his head. She lowered his head, pleased that he didn't resist, and captured his mouth with hers.
Jamie kissed him ferociously until Aidan tried to take charge of the kiss. It was so typical of him. But didn't he realize she wouldn't let him have all the control?
She liked having her sex partner tied up. Jamie felt strong and powerful. She could have her way with him. But she wouldn't, she decided as she sucked his bottom lip. He had put his trust in her when he knew better. She was touched by his faith in her, and she wouldn't abuse it.
Jamie slipped her hands under his shirt. He was warm and muscular. She smoothed her palms over him until his nipples hardened under her touch.
She let her fingers get caught in the curly hair on his chest before sliding her hands down his stomach. Jamie had to run her fingertips over his washboard abs. His body was a perfect example of male beauty.
Jamie wanted to see more of him. She quickly unbuttoned his jeans and pushed the denim and underwear down his powerful thighs. His cock was huge and already erect. She grasped both hands around him and Aidan flinched, groaning deep in his throat.
Jamie would love to get her lips around his cock. Would she be able to deep-throat him? She'd like to try. She considered sucking him off, but why should he get all the pleasure?
Jamie stood up. She slowly removed her tank top, enjoying the fact that she was right next to Aidan and he couldn't touch her. Her flimsy bra was the next to come off. She brushed her breasts against his chest. He didn't say a word, but she felt the tension climbing inside him.
She wiggled out of her shorts and undies. When she had stripped off the last of her clothes, she stood proudly in front of him before turning her back. She strolled to her bed and lay down in the center. Parting her legs, she rubbed her hand over her mound.
“What are you doing?” Aidan asked in a gruff voice.
Wasn't it obvious? “Getting off.”
She saw the bedsheet pull tight and then relaxed. She wondered if he was trying to break free.
“If you didn't tie me up,” Aidan said, “I could have helped you with that.”
“True, but I know you like to watch.” She smiled at his growling reply. She splayed her legs, wondering if her pussy was as pink and juicy as it felt.
Using her fingers, she spread the folds of her sex. She slid her finger along her puffy slit. She was so wet that she could hear the sound of slippery flesh.
Jamie pinched her nipple with her other hand. She arched her back and groaned as the pleasure zipped through her. Dipping a finger into her pussy, she pumped her finger in deep. She was desperate to find satisfaction.
She heard the ominous creak of wood and glanced up. Her eyes widened when she saw Aidan tugging the sheet along the support beam. His muscles were straining as he put all of his effort in getting closer to bed.
“You're not supposed to do that,” she said. She watched as he continued to inch his way closer. She hadn't considered that he would be able to move. This was why she needed to be an expert on bondage before she tried to tie up a dangerously sexy man.
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