Jeremy Irvine...
Seeing Juliette laid out on the bed - secured to the spindles of the bed-frame, naked and panting with need and desire - my cock had never been so hard. I was sure of it.
The thing is - we have partaken in a lot since we got together. Tying her up was not something new, but this was new. We have had her arms bound before but never legs and arms before. It was decadently erotic in ways that I truly hadn't expected it to feel. I mean, yes, I am a dominant man, I like control and I like to feel like I am at the helm with a woman, but this was a new experience for me. A part of me always shied away from this type of foreplay because I worried that my need for control would over-ride everything else, but I have Cal here to rein me in if need be and it is Juliette, the one woman who could control me with one mere touch or word.
The air in the room was thick with arousal and hunger. The scent in the air was a mix of Juliette's perfume and the aftershaves that Cal and I wore. Heat was coating us all in its intensity; it felt comfortable at this point, almost normal because it always seemed to settle around the three of us when we came together like this.
Tonight, I was happy to take a bit of a back seat to Cal because this was definitely what he needed. Besides I have been inside her twice tonight already, it was definitely his turn. So, with that in mind, I used the ice-cube in my mouth to trail a path of shivers down her neck towards her beautiful chest. Slipping the cube between my front teeth to circle her nipple, watching in rapt attention at the way the flesh pulled taut and raised. There was nothing about this woman that wasn't beautiful and devastating to me.
Growing up with her, I watched her transform from this cute little terror who would torment Jensen and I with pleas to hang out with us, into this devastating beautiful creature who I felt like I needed to beg for her time. How the tables turn huh?
Back in the day when she would follow Jensen and I around like a little shadow - it had pulled at me, tugged on my heart that she didn't have friends of her own. If she weren't with Jensen and I, she was in her room, drawing, or reading or she was off by herself taking photos of things that she deemed interesting. It was heart-breaking to see her so alone and isolated. I remember thinking at the time that I simply didn't understand the kids she went to school with. I mean, she was a bit awkward, but she was a kind of cool chick, at the time I wasn't looking at her as anything more than a sort of adopted little sister. I wanted nothing more than to protect her and ensure that she was safe and content.
I would see her go to school and basically slip into the shadows of the building, spending her days alone while all the other kids would gather and socialize with one another, completely oblivious to the amazing person that they had within their midst. If they had taken the time to even acknowledge the fact that Juliette was there, they'd see that she was so much more than they could ever hope to be. I guess, even before my feelings started to develop for her, I had her on a pedestal of some sort.
If they had just seen her back then, they would have a friend that they could rely on no matter what because that was Juliette - once she granted you admission into her life, she would go to bat for you. It didn't matter if she agreed with you or not, if you needed it, she would fight to the death for you. It was what made her unique because I had never known anyone like her before.
I can still remember the day my feelings for her started to change.
Fourth of July - Jensen decided that he wanted to have a party at the house so, we set about inviting our friends, asking Juliette if there was anyone that she'd like to invite and not at all surprised when she said no. We both knew at this point, that, things were not great for her at school so we had resigned ourselves to just be there for her as much as we could to the best of our abilities.
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