Chapter Twelve
An hour later, they pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. The lot was almost full. Katie glanced up. The sign that said “Absinthe” on the outside of the brick building was her only clue it was a business. Ry took her right hand and Jed her left as they led her up to the door.
A man stood outside with a computer tablet. A bouncer outside the restaurant? “Good evening. Name, please.”
“McKade,” Ry said.
“Ah yes, Mr. McKade, party of three.” He typed on the tablet. “Please go in and have a lovely evening.”
Ry nodded, and Jed pushed open the heavy metal door. While the interior was in low light, Katie made out a hostess station.
“Welcome to Absinthe,” a blonde woman wearing an almost sheer peach dress greeted them.
Katie’s eyes widened. Where had the guys brought her? Ry’s fingers squeezed hers.
“If you’ll follow me.” Her breasts swayed as she turned away from them and led them through the restaurant.
Round tables were scattered about, covered with white tablecloths. There were a few semi-round booths lining the wall. All were occupied by… Well, some men were well dressed as were some of the women. But there were also some in daring dresses, sheer like the hostess’s.
The red and gold decor added to the sultry vision. It should be gaudy, but it wasn’t. There was something sensual about all of it. A small group scened off to the side, and a few people danced. Okay, this was not just a restaurant but a club as well.
They arrived at the one empty booth, and the men released her hands. “Katie,” Jed said, gesturing with his hand that she slide in first.
She sat on the soft leather seat and maneuvered herself around the table. Jed took a seat on her left and Ry on her right. Their thighs touched hers, and heat filled her veins.
The hostess set their menus down and departed.
“Do I dare ask what kind of place this is?” she inquired.
“Well, this is a very special place.” Jed lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles.
“Very special,” repeated Ry. His fingers tweaked her nipple.
“Ry,” she protested quietly as to not call attention.
Ry grinned. “Everyone here is into BDSM in some way or form.”
“There’s no need to be embarrassed,” Jed said.
“But what if we see someone we know?” This was getting a little daring for her. She never really worried about being seen at one of the clubs in New York. But then she only had a few friends in New York.
“No worries there,” Jed said. “We pay for the privilege of discretion.”
“No one here tonight will blink an eye at us,” Ry said, his nails running over the curve of her breasts where the dress was cut in the front. “Nor anything we do here tonight.”
“Do?” The word squeaked past her dry lips.
“Yes,” Jed said, his hand slipping to her knee, and he inched up her dress. “Spread your legs.”
“No actual sex, but we can fondle and play all we want.” Ry’s tongue rimmed her ear.
“Does being here and us touching you in public bother you?” Jed asked.
Katie started to shake her head, and then stopped. “I don’t know.” Then bit her lip when Jed’s fingers brushed her pussy. Being found in Jed’s barn tied up had scared her, but this… Something about this was different. Was it because she knew Mike? Or because she wasn’t restrained?
“Look around, Katie.” Ry said. “Take a few minutes to really study the people here.”
Katie took a shaky breath then did as Ry said. Her gaze took in a couple sitting at a table a good distance away, and she realized all the tables had a generous range of privacy.
When they walked in, everyone had been dressed, but now… The man cupped the woman’s chin and gave her a lingering kiss before his hand slid down her neck to her…breasts. The woman was bare on top, her breasts on display. She heard a soft moan when the man pinched the woman’s nipple.
Warm hands touched her knees, and she jumped. “Keep watching the other couples,” Ry said.
Katie nodded, as together, Ry and Jed slid the fabric of her dress up. At least she was covered by the table.
Her gaze slid away to another couple.
Two men on the dance floor and… Oh, my. One male was dressed in only a jock strap while the other male was in some sort of buckled harness, his cock on full display. The music stopped, and the two men, hand and hand, sauntered to their table.
“They’re a beautiful couple,” Ry whispered in her ear.
Her core tightened as Jed’s fingers toyed with her slit. “You’re wet.” Jed’s finger teased her channel.
She nodded. She was wet and wanting, and it wasn’t just from what she saw. “Please.” She closed her eyes, not sure if the plea was for him to stop or continue.
“Oh, we will please you,” Ry said, his palm covering her left breast, plucking her nipple before moving to her right one.
“Most definitely.” Jed toyed with the piece of jewelry, making it bounce against her clit.
Their touches disappeared, and Katie opened her eyes. Hell, when had she closed them?
“But will continue this later,” Ry said, picking up the menus and handing her one.
Katie let out a sigh and, with a shaking hand, accepted the menu. How she was going to eat, she had no idea. Especially when she wanted nothing more than to have these two men torment her until she climaxed.
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Ry’s fingers clenched against his thigh. Katie seemed a little unsure about the Absinthe Club, but she was trying. So far, she hadn’t panicked. That told him a lot. He was pleased she was working with them on her fears and not letting those fears control her.
God, he wanted nothing more than to stay home and play with her, but he and Jed had talked earlier. Now that they’d gotten Katie to talk about why she ran out on Jed, they decided this was a great place to help her overcome her fear of them exposing her.
The last two weeks, they’d been out and about, spending some quality time with Katie, showing her she could trust them, and that there was more to their relationship than sex. Oh, the sex was important, but he wanted her to know that he was there for her and so was Jed. No matter what.
She could always come and talk to one, or both, of them about anything. He didn’t want her worrying about anything. She belonged to them, and they would see to her every need and comfort. But it was more than that. Ry shifted in his seat.
Ry had no doubts about his love for Katie, and he wanted her to move into the house with them.
Jed had argued with him about it. And as much as Ry wanted Katie with him, Jed had made him see he needed to give Katie time.
She’d only been home a little over a month.
She was still learning about her wants and needs. He had to let her test her wings a bit.
As far as Ry was concerned, Katie had gotten to test her wings when she went to New York City without telling them. Now that she was back, he wanted to do nothing more than lock her up in their house and never let her out.
Chill out. If he didn’t calm down, he was going to blow this night out, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.
“Ry?” Jed asked.
“Sorry, did you say something?” He needed to get his head back in the game.
“Katie isn’t sure what she wants to eat, so I told her we’d decide for her,” Jed said.
“Of course.”
Another step. He was more than happy to choose for her. Ry glanced up when the waiter arrived and ordered his meal. Jed did the same, and the waiter left the table with a smile.
“Why was he smiling, and why did you two only order two meals?” Katie asked, twisting the napkin in her fingers.
“He was smiling because he knows you’re ours,” Jed said.
“And we’re going to feed you from our plates, so why order a third meal?” Ry said.
“Feed me?” Her eyes grew wide.
Ry cupped her chin, turning her face toward him. “Yes. Tonight we are going to feed you from our plates and hands, because you belong to us.” He brushed a light kiss across her lips. “Your submission is a gift to both of us, so we will feed you in our own special way.”
The music restarted, and people began filling the dance floor. “Let’s dance.” Ry slid out of the booth.
“Sounds good to me,” Jed said, as he stood, and they both extended their hands to her.
With a small sigh, she maneuvered her way out of the booth, placing her hands in theirs. They pulled her to her feet. Jed released her hand as Ry led her to the dance floor with Jed bringing up the rear.
Then Ry twirled her into his arms. “Put your hands on my shoulders,” he said.
When she did, Jed stepped up behind her and put his hands on her hips. Together, they started swaying to the music.
From the occasional shiver that coursed through her body, Ry guessed the nipple shields and clit teaser were doing their job. Catching Jed’s gaze, Ry nodded, and Jed grinned at him.
“You fit so well in our arms,” Ry said as Jed’s palms inched down, and Ry slipped his hands up to her neck.
“Umm, Ry.” She hesitated as he caressed her collar bone.
Ry held Katie a few inches away so their hands could roam at will. He covered her breasts with his palms, and Katie stopped swaying to the music.
“Keep dancing,” Ry said, capturing her gaze.
Her feet responded to his command, and she followed his lead.
“Do you like what I’m doing?”
She swallowed and then nodded.
“Voice, little one. We need to hear you,” Ry said.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Good. Then you’ll love this.” Ry slid his hands up and undid the halter part of the dress, then captured her hands in his before she could grab the fabric. “No, little one.” He guided her hands back to his shoulders. “Keep them there.”
“But—”
He cupped her now naked breasts. Firm and perfect in his hands. A small tremor ran through her, but she wasn’t pulling away, and she wasn’t safewording out. A shaft of satisfaction hit Ry’s veins
“Pretty,” he whispered. “Dusky areolas and nice pink nipples, hard from the rings.”
Ry plucked at her nipples, causing Katie’s body to jerk with each tug.
“Fucking beautiful how your body reacts to our touch.” Jed’s hands swept down her sides, and he slowly began lifting her skirt.
“No, please,” she whispered.