‘Go and get changed, then. Your choice. I’ll be waiting in the bedroom.’
‘OK,’ said Jenna, infected by his lustful enthusiasm. ‘Oh – and Jason.’
‘Mm hmm?’
‘Keep the suit on.’
‘Deal.’
In the bathroom, Jenna unwrapped the precious articles from their pale tissue paper and tried to decide what kind of mood she was in. Playful pastels or serious PVC kink? As she rummaged, she found something they hadn’t tried on in the store – the exquisite ribbon-tied gauntlets that matched the lilac and peach set. This made up her mind for her, and she put on the bra with its bows over the nipples, and the knickers that sheared away to nothing behind before tying on the sweet silken cuffs at each wrist.
Posing in the mirror, she was happy with what she saw, although she must remember to call in on Luca, her London hairstylist, before they went back to Bledburn. There was a glow about her that owed nothing to any hi-tech foundation or skin polish. Her eyes were bright and dewy in a way that reminded her of her teenage photographs.
‘Forever and ever?’ She mouthed the words at the mirror, then put her hand over her face.
She removed it and gave herself a stern glare.
‘You’re getting swept away,’ she said. ‘Don’t question it. Don’t put a label on it. Just enjoy yourself.’
She thrust out her chest, making the ribbon bows strain over her nipples, then turned around to admire her back view, the double elastic straps crossing her bottom cheeks in cheeky diagonals that described a V shape with the base right between her legs.
Then she held out her wrists in a pose of mock surrender.
‘Tie me, tease me,’ she whispered.
She had no doubt that Jason would oblige.
He had been lying on the bed, casting lazy eyes at the canopy above, but he shot up into a sitting position when he saw her.
For a few moments, he said nothing, just sat there with a slack jaw.
‘Will I do?’ she said, holding out her cuffed wrists towards him.
‘Come here,’ he growled in reply, reaching for her.
When he was able to snatch her fingertips, he pulled her roughly on the bed, having her fall in a heap on his lap.
Long minutes of grappling, wrestling and snogging ensued, rumpling the bed far beyond its original impeccable neatness. Jenna felt herself coveted, immobilised and arm-locked into helplessness until she lay caught up in Jason’s body, feeling the deliciously expensive fabric of his suit all over her bare skin.
‘Did you want something?’ she whispered pertly, once his tongue was back in his own mouth.
‘You fucking bet I do,’ he said. ‘Thought you’d drained me dry in the shop but . . .’ He thrust his hips, making her feel the steel of his erection. ‘Apparently not.’
Ah, the advantages of taking a younger lover, thought Jenna. Plenty of encores.
‘I’m just wondering which of the hundreds of possible ways I want to have you,’ he said. ‘On your front, on your back, on your knees, against the wall . . . the list goes on.’ He kissed her again, scouring the inside of her mouth with his roving tongue. ‘But I think . . .’
He disentangled himself from her and rolled her on to her front, swiftly tying the two sets of ribbons on her cuffs together, then looping them around a bar on the wrought-iron headboard. She lay on her belly, arms above her head, able to move her legs, but not to any real purpose as she was tethered in place.
Jason, behind her, put an arm beneath her and lifted her on to all fours. With her wrists tied low, she had to keep her head down. She could picture herself, with her bottom jutting out in its tight elastic strapping and her spine sloping down. Jason pulled her legs well apart until she felt her lower lips divide and open, the tiny strip of peach silk that called itself a gusset slipping inside.
‘Mm,’ he said, running his fingertips up and down her inner thighs. ‘So you want me to keep my suit on? Why’s that then?’
‘Because you make my mouth water in it,’ she said. ‘You make me want to pin you down and ride you until you pass out.’
‘But I’m not the one that’s pinned down here,’ he said. ‘That would be you.’
Without warning, he held her by her thighs and swooped down to push and probe his tongue inside her spread pussy lips. She quivered and yelped with shock, but soon sighed into the melting delight of it.