Real slow,

Take off your shoes,

I’ll take off your shoes,

Yes yes yes…

The eroticism of the moment stole Kelly’s breath away. She no longer knew who was running the show and right then she didn’t care. If Lucy suddenly ordered her to her knees, she’d probably do her bidding. Well maybe not, but if Lucy kept up the erotic dance, Kelly would end up a puddle at her feet all the same.

When Lucy straightened and kicked her jeans aside, Kelly’s breath hitched. A triangle of pubic hair, as black as the hair framing Lucy’s face, pointed to where Kelly longed to be.

“No panties?” Kelly quirked an eyebrow and reached to turn the volume down.

With the music on low, Lucy reverted to looking shy. “I like the feel of the denim seam against my…” She paused as if searching for the right word. “My lady bits.”

Eager to get her hands on the parts Lucy was coy about naming, Kelly sidled up next to her. She leaned in close and whispered in Lucy’s ear. “You like the rough seam on your cunt, your pussy, your labia.”

Kelly slid her middle and forefinger through the thin triangle of hair, and lower. “Your clit?”

Lucy gasped when Kelly snapped her fingers closed.

“Yes, Miss Kel. Those bits,” Lucy said, her voice thick with desire.

Damn, she liked the sound of that.

Kelly nipped Lucy’s neck. “I approve of the title.”

She cupped Lucy’s mound, absorbing her slick heat. “But, you’re not off the hook for purposely teasing me. Payback’s a bitch and I’m going to enjoy every minute I draw out your pleasure.”

Kelly brushed Lucy’s entrance with the tip of her finger, drawing a whimper out of Lucy.

“Make no mistake, once we cross the threshold to my bedroom, you’ll be at my mercy, understood?”

“Yes, Miss Kel. Take me to your dungeon.”

Biting back a smile, Kelly pointed her finger of doom at Lucy. “That’s the last wisecrack you get to make.”

The hint of a smile disappeared so fast, Kelly wondered if she’d imagined it.

Lucy held her arms out, wrists together. “I am yours to do with as you please.”

The earnest look in her eyes, such a stark contrast to Paula’s pathetic outburst when she’d presented her wrists to Kelly, made Kelly’s chest tight.

She swallowed around the lump in her throat, now was not the time to get emotional. Not that Kelly had ever been any good at separating the two—physical and emotional attraction—hence never having had sex with a total stranger.