House of Pleasure by Deborah Court (good books to read in english .TXT) 📕

if I can choose between you. If you're both doing this job too well, I might want to keep you both."

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The twins had blindfolded her with a scrap of silk and bound her hands to the bed, promising that they'd bring nothing but pleasure to her. Jane's blood rushed through her ears as she lay before them, stark naked, her legs slightly spread. Her sex was opened like a flower, exposed to their eyes as her quivering flesh awaited their touch.

            She gasped when she felt warm, moist lips on her right breast, and a tongue that darted out to tease her puckered nipple. She was licked with small, hard strokes before she was sucked deep into a male mouth. Arching her back, she opened her mouth to moan, but the sound was swallowed by a second mouth that claimed her lips, kissing her so tenderly that she felt like crying.

            They drew back for a few moments while she trembled, awaiting their next touch. "Did you know who kissed you, Jane?" a male voice whispered. "Was it Luke, or Ryan who suckled on your glorious breast?"

Before she could even think about an answer, she was kissed again, passionately and hot. Luke, she thought, without knowing if she was right. Maybe the twins tried to lead her astray and had swapped roles; probably she would never know. But the way they worshipped her body just felt too good. She wanted all that they could give her, greedily craving their attention.

Suddenly the male lips stopped kissing her mouth and left her, the anticipation about where they would move next making her shiver. The wet hot mouth on her breast moved to the other side, circling her hardened rosebud there while big hands massaged her. Then she felt warm fingers on her right calf, and her leg was lifted up. She breathed in sharply when she felt someone blowing against the female flesh between her thighs, cooling her where she was wet and hot.

But she was not touched there as she had expected. Instead, firm lips placed lingering kisses on the top of her foot, up her sensitive ankle and her leg, nibbling at the inside of her upper thigh. She was very ticklish there, but her giggling mingled with moans when the most sensual feelings set in. This kissing mouth came closer to the center of her desire, always closer ...

She threw back her head and awaited the touch of his tongue - but who was it - Ryan or Luke? To her surprise, her sex was left wet and hungry, the twin just bit teasingly into the soft flesh of her inner thigh, and she heard a deep voice laughing. The hot breath on her skin excited her even more.

Disappointed, she moaned, but the sensation she had been hoping for didn't come. The twin continued his sweet torture with her other leg, starting down at her foot again. When he had kissed his way up to the place where she needed him so much, he stopped again, blowing against her again but this time something flickered over her sex, so lightly she hardly could feel it, and very fleetingly. It was the tip of a tongue.

"Who is it now, Jane?" a hoarse voice whispered. "Can't you tell?" Damn, even their voices sounded the same, especially when they were aroused. Then the tongue dipped right between her moist nether lips that were swollen with passion, just licking her a single time, slowly, slowly from the entrance to her womanhood up until it touched her little nub of flesh. There the tip of the tongue rested, just gently touching, but not moving an inch. She tried to wriggle her hips to make him increase the pressure, but strong hands grabbed her around the waist and held her firmly in place. She cried out with disappointment and started to protest, but the mouth on her breast moved up to her mouth and kissed her so hard it took her breath away.

The other twin lifted his head and stopped licking her, leaving her yearning for him to continue with his sweet torture.

Then she felt strong fingers around her ankle, bringing her leg to the side. Something thick and soft, like a cord was wrapped around her ankle, then she felt it tightening so her leg was pulled to the foot end of the bed. After that, the same procedure was used on her other ankle, slowly pulling it to the side until her legs were widely spread. When she tried to move them, she gasped because she couldn't.

They had tied her legs to the bed, too, and now she lay before them wide open, completely exposed and a helpless victim who had to succumb to their will. Now she was at the twins' mercy. They could love her in every way they desired. However, she felt that she could trust them and she did, with all her heart.

"Sean brought us a bottle of champagne on ice while we slept," one of the men remarked. There were steps and some other sounds, then, "Ah - I thought so. Look what I found in the drawer of her bedside table!" a deep voice said. "Our Jane has a very interesting collection." Again, she could not tell who it was.

"What on earth has she hidden there?" one twin said, clearly astonished. "Let's see ... an ostrich feather, a diamond-adorned jar of some balm ... hmm, this smells good, but exotic, oh and it heats up the skin, wouldn't want to get this on my sensitive parts ... look, another silken scarf ... there's much more in the back of the drawer ... let's see ... damn! What's this?"

"Isn't that obvious?" the other twin answered, slightly amused. "An ivory dildo. And it's very close to nature, I'd say. Our Jane here is a very naughty girl indeed."

Jane gasped for air, opening her mouth to explain to them that she had no knowledge of these