Spring into Savings – Sugar and Spice
Happy Easter! Thought you might want to celebrate the holiday with a little sweetness…and a LOT of spice!
Sugar and Spice
Ginny’s thirtieth birthday is shaping up to be the worst ever, until her best friend, Ryan, takes her to the Way Down Under, a new sex club she’s been dying to visit. Too bad Ryan refuses to let her see anything but the club’s tasteful bar.
Sneaking off to explore, Ginny is busted by Ryan in the Voyeur Room. But instead of taking her home, Ryan intends to teach her a lesson—and immediately commands her to strip. Stunned, Ginny obeys, and embarks on a night unlike any other. From shattering orgasms in front of strangers to light bondage, Ginny endures hours of sexual ecstasy, made to succumb again and again to her wildest urges—all by her best friend.
After hiding from Ryan the rest of the weekend—resulting in delicious punishment in his office on Monday—Ginny discovers emotions in their lifelong friendship that may have been there all along. She doesn’t know if she can convince Ryan of the same…but a bit of “sweet” bondage might help.
As he opened up the package of SweeTarts, he spotted an old photograph lying in the drawer. Pulling it out, he grinned to see a picture of him with Brooks and Anderson standing by a campfire and hamming it up for the camera while Taylor snapped the shot. He was amazed to see how little they’d all changed over the years. The photo was from a camping trip at the end of summer after their high school graduation, sort of a last hurrah before the guys went off to college and Ginny started her new job.
Ryan was a bit embarrassed by how often he thought of that night, the memories of it burned on his brain so that it truly did feel as if it had happened yesterday. He’d waited until the other fellas had fallen asleep…
“Scoot over, Brooks.”
“Travers, what are you—”
“Shhhh, do you wanna wake up the other guys?” Ryan whispered as he unzipped Brooks’ sleeping bag and attempted to crawl in.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“It’s our last night together.”
“No shit, Sherlock. Why do you think we’re camping out?”
“Well, I thought I’d take care of your problem for you.” Ryan curled up beside her and ran his hand along her rib cage, pleased when she shivered with delight at his touch.
“Your orgasm problem,” he answered simply as Brooks froze.
“Travers, I am not having sex with you.”
“I never said anything about sex, just orgasms.”
“What’s the diff—”
“Shhhh. No more talking. And do me a favor, Brooks—try to concentrate on what I’m doing and nothing else. Okay?”
He was slightly surprised when Brooks fell silent. She was never one to give in easily and it thrilled him that she trusted him enough to let him proceed without an argument. He even got the sense that she wanted him to touch her.
He reached down and tried to work the boxers she was sleeping in down over her hips. Anderson and Taylor were sacked out on the other side of the campfire.
Once he had her boxers past her knees, he whispered, “Kick them off or they’ll be in the way.”
Brooks complied and Ryan grinned. He wasn’t sure why he felt so compelled to do this, but he’d sensed Brooks’ disappointment ever since prom night and he didn’t want to leave for college without proving to her that sex really could feel terrific. God only knew what kind of clods she’d start dating without him around to weed out the unsavory ones. She sure had shitty taste in men.
Once she was bare from the waist down, Ryan dragged his fingers along her hip and around to her shapely buttocks. She was fit and trim and her ass filled his hand nicely.
“Open your legs,” he whispered and again, Brooks obeyed without hesitation. Ryan sucked in a deep breath and struggled to ignore his raging hard-on. He pushed his waist away from her a bit, afraid she’d feel his erection and freak out.
He grabbed her left leg and positioned it over his right hip. He was aware of the fact he was mostly lying on the cold ground rather than in the sleeping bag, but all he really cared about was that Brooks was covered up. It wouldn’t do for Anderson and Taylor to wake up and find him with his fingers buried in their best friend’s pussy.
They lay side by side, facing each other, and Ryan could feel her accelerated breathing on his cheek. “Relax, Brooks.”
“I’m trying,” she insisted, “but this is weird.”
Ryan chuckled and brought his fingers to her pussy. He slowly pushed his finger through her curls until he found her clit. She hissed in a breath as he touched the sensitive button.
“There it is,” he whispered, increasing the pressure until she began squirming. “You like that?”
“Oh my God, yes,” she replied breathlessly.
Ryan forged on and trailed his fingers down to her wet opening.
Shit, her soaked opening was more like it. She was dripping with juices and her cunt was on fire. Ryan stifled a groan at the thought of what it would feel like to push his cock into that hot pussy. He pushed one, then two fingers inside and Brooks’ hips starting moving against them, trying to force them farther in.
“Easy,” he murmured, but she didn’t seem to hear him. She was gyrating wildly on his thrusting fingers and he was having a hard time holding back his own enthusiasm. She was so incredibly sexy it was all he could do not to come in his pants. When he sensed she was close, he moved his thumb back to her clit and tapped it firmly, twice.
He sensed Brooks wasn’t going to come quietly so he moved fast to cover her mouth with his other hand. He wasn’t disappointed.
“Shhh, wildcat,” he whispered, attempting to soothe her moans as she slowly came down from the peak. Glancing over, he saw that Anderson and Taylor were still sound asleep. Thank God. Brooks would have been mortified if they’d woken up.
Slowly he moved back, loving the sounds of her regretful whimpers as he pulled his fingers from her quivering pussy.
When his hand was free, she hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her and for several moments, neither of them said a word.
“Travers,” she whispered, leaning back to look into his face.
He kissed the end of her nose and reverted back to his usual teasing. “Well, we men have a duty to uphold the reputation of all mankind. Couldn’t let you go around thinking we were all crap in bed.”