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“It’s called a Neon Wand,” Heath explained. “It’ll feel similar to static electricity. Since the setting’s adjustable, we’ll start on the lowest and increase the intensity as we go. Again, if it becomes too much, don’t hesitate to speak up.”

Her insides now twisted at what was about to come. She could simply tell them no, to not do it, and they would respect that decision. But again, when had they done anything to her that she couldn’t handle? Other than ticklingher feet, of course, which to her was more like torture than pleasure.

A crackling sound made her brace. She had to at least give it a shot. She owed it to herself to try as much as possible during this week. Tonight was no different.

As fingers separated her folds, she opened her mouth to say “cabbage” but she couldn’t get it out fast enough. Her clit was zapped, causing her to gasp and her body to bow. The intensity of it sent a bolt of lightning crackling from her clit to her center.

Holy crap.It was shockingly and unexpectedly…pleasurable. It didn’t seem to be a lot of voltage, only enough to stimulate every place it touched.

The fine hairs on her arms stood as Heath ran the wand over her from head to toe. At some spots, he increased the power. In others, it was more mild.

It was definitely a type of sensation play she wouldn’t mind exploring again in the future.

Then, without warning, the wand was gone.

What was next?Did they plan on using every toy in his closet on her?

She listened carefully as the two moved away, most likely grabbing something new.

It wasn’t long before she knew she was right.

When hot liquid dripped on her breasts, she jerked against her bindings and gasped. Were they pouring the hot wax from the candle on her? In a panic, she shouted, “Is that wax?”

Dayne’s answer was short and to the point. “No.” He also didn’t bother to explain.

A tongue chased a rivulet of the thick substance as it slowly dripped off her nipples.

Definitely not wax since it was edible. “Whatis it?”

Heathmmm’d in a way that sounded like he was having the best meal of his life. “Honey. So sweet. Like you.”

More drips of very warm honey followed, as well as more licks to clean up the sticky rivers. A mix of deep moans ensued. Some from the men. Some from her.

This was something else she’d add to herdo again in the futurelist, even though she had no idea with whom she’d do any of this stuff. Maybe she’d eventually find the right partner, someone she could trust and be vulnerable with.

She ignored the voice in her head telling her she’d already found them.

The truth was, neither man belonged to her. This had only been a week of fun and discovery. Nothing more. They owed each other nothing.

No lie, she’d miss both of them. More than she really wanted to admit.

Could she really get attached to not only one man, but two, in only a week’s time? Apparently. But now was not the time to get melancholy. She was naked, restrained and had two hot hunks giving her their undivided attention.

Enjoy the moment. Don’t worry about tomorrow.

Once all the honey had been licked from her skin, she wondered what they’d try next. Whatever it was, she was sure it would be unexpected.

Besides Dayne’s constant stream of erotic talk, they didn’t warn her about the next items first.

However, she had educated herself about them. Not only did she read about nipple suction sets in the romance novels and during her online research, she had wanted to try them and almost ordered a set for herself.

Tonight, she was getting her wish. Even better, she didn’t have to use them on herself.

The more they twisted the “screws,” the stronger avacuum it created and the further her nipples were sucked up into the plastic chambers. She learned that the increased blood flow to the nipples would make them more sensitive as well as cause them to become larger due to swelling. It was a tantalizing mix of pleasure and pain.

An interesting fact she had also gleaned from her research was that some women could orgasm from nipple stimulation alone. She was curious if she was one of them.

When it was on the verge of becoming too much for her to bear, they stopped twisting the screws but left the suction cups in place.