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Tawny Taylor Carpe Nocturne 2: Kiss Me, Kill Me - 60 <br />
snapped his fingers. Once again, the room’s furnishings changed. The bookshelves and<br />
comfy couches were gone and in their place were the assorted wooden bondage<br />
structures. “You are my life,” he said, reaching down and palming her cheek. He took<br />
one of her hands in his and pulled her to her feet while tracing her lips with his thumb.<br />
“I had no idea how hard it would be to stay away. How excruciating. I need you, Sylvie.<br />
I must have you.”<br />
She smiled and nodded, grateful for his gentle touch and the warmth she found<br />
in his eyes. “I want to be with you and Miko. Together. For always. It’s been so<br />
difficult.”<br />
He pulled her into a tight embrace. One of his hands rested on her head while<br />
the other pressed on her lower back. She smiled, inhaling the scent she’d missed so<br />
much over the past few nights -- of Burke, of man and passion and crisp night air -- and<br />
wrapped her arms around his waist. Even with her eyes closed, she sensed Miko<br />
approaching. He was behind her now. Her spine tightened as little pleasant tingles<br />
raced up and down.<br />
Miko kissed a path down the center of her back then gripped her buttocks in his<br />
hands. While she shuddered against Burke, at Miko’s touch, she tipped her head up to<br />
beg for a kiss. Burke obliged without her having to ask. He slanted his mouth over hers<br />
and gave her a slow, sensual kiss that left her breathless and dizzy and aching for more.<br />
Miko’s touch became more bold. His fingers slid between her buttocks and<br />
teased her anus, her pussy. Slick juices pulsed from her vagina, coating the insides of<br />
her thighs. Her knees turned to molten marshmallow. She started sinking, relying<br />
entirely on Miko and Burke to keep her from landing on the floor like a dropped sack of<br />
flour.<br />
Burke swept her into his arms and carried her to a wooden table. He lowered her<br />
to the flat top, polished to a gloss. A set of four cuffs hung from long chains suspended<br />
from the ceiling.<br />
With their help, she settled on her back. Burke kissed the breath right out of her<br />
then lifted her arms and secured them up high, over her head. As he stood beside her,
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