Dark Valentine: Darker Horizons {darkest_fate&JimmyD}

[JimmyD]

“That’s good, perfect Mrs Jones. You make me want to fuck you hard.” He let out a hollow laugh and lout down the camera.

“Just a few more thing I think then we can really get down to business.”

He took more leather cuffs down from the wall, these were slightly wider than the others and he fitted them around her upper arms.

“How flexible are you Mrs Jones?” he said as he drew her elbows closer to each other till she seemed to struggle, then he used two connected carabiners to secure them in place.

He felt that was more than enough for now. He pulled out his mobile phone and checked his phone. He had told Monica, the receptionist to go home early today and his security app confirmed the lobby was clear and locked up for the day.

“Good we’re alone, now we can start to make real magic eh Mrs Jones?”

He came and sat beside her. “damn you’re a fine woman, and I know what you wanted, walking in here like this with all your flirting and fluttering your eyelashes at me an’ all.”

He rested a hand casually on her knee.

“I’m going to take care of you, Mrs Jones. Just like you want me to. I seen you looking at me, and I know what you need.”

He brushed a few strands of hair from her face.

“We’re gonna have a fine time, Mrs Jones, you and I, a fine time!”

 

[darkest_fate]

The comment had Bri giggling. "Well, that is kinda the point," she agreed, trying to wiggle slightly. She wasn't sure if she was really comfortable with this: Bri was so used to moving, to wriggling, that having that taken away was bothering her more than she'd expected. Her body kept straining against it, trying to shift into positions it just couldn't manage with everything locked into place. When she reached that point of tension, Bri did feel a slight spark, a little jolt in her lower belly. Maybe it was just the whole situation: acting sexy, dressing up, getting photographed, but she could swear she was getting more and more... excited.

Cool, that just means that Connor will be practically creaming his pants!

More cuffs? And they were pinning back her arms. "Um, moderately?" she said, twisting again. She shifted, feeling even less secure than before. Bri could barely do anything besides writhe. "This is kinda intense, huh?" she said, licking her lips and squirming. "Good thing you're not a supervillain or----" she paused, looking at him as he started checking his mobile. Why wasn't he fiddling with the camera again? She tilted her head, trying to figure out what was going on.

That next question didn't make things any clearer. Bri stared up at him, blinking, trying to figure it out. "Um, that's kinda what you said to do...?" she said, tensing slightly as his hand touched her knee. Wait, what? Bri squirmed slightly. "That's super flattering, and you totally look like you could do a girl real good, but, like, I'm married? That's kinda why we're here...?" she squirmed again, trying to figure out if there wasn't some way out of this that she just wasn't seeing.

 

[JimmyD]

Benjamin chuckled as his hand gently stroked her knee.

“It’s all right, Mrs Jones. I understand. You’re not the first woman to come here looking for a little something extra, you know?”

He moved in closer, his other arm moving behind her so his hand rested on the bed and his arm supported her back. His face came closer, his eyes burning.

“But I know when a woman wants me, I seen it in your body, in your eyes.”

His hand moved up her thigh.

“Your body is tellin’ me all I need to know.”

He moved his hand off her leg and cupped a full breast, his thumb grazing her nipple through the soft fabric.

“You can lie to me, you can lie to yourself. But I can see the truth, Mrs Jones. And besides, there is really nothing you can do to stop me doing anything I want, now is there?”