Bound by Tinsel by Melinda Barron Page B

pleased looks, then Burke hunched forward, putting his elbows on his knees. “Good. For the purpose of this little exercise I’ll be X, and my friends will be Y and Z.”
    “Very creative, Mr. X.” Her tone was even and Burke wondered if she was being sarcastic. Then he decided he didn’t care when she started talking again. “What would you like me to do? Do you just want to hear my voice? Or do you want blowjobs? Hand jobs? Fucking? Pussy, or back door?”
    Burke moaned softly, hoping his friends didn’t notice. They exchanged nods, excitement evident on all their faces. Damn, this woman was turning him on already, and she was doing the same to Caleb and Jake. She was perfect. “Are you naked?”
    “Would you like me to be?”
    “Yes,” Caleb said. “This is Y. Get naked, and get on your knees.”
    “My pleasure, Mr. Y.” The rustling of clothes filtered over the phone line and Burke wondered if the woman was really getting undressed. “Mr. Z, are you going to play, too? Or are you a virtual voyeur tonight?”
    “Oh I’m going to play,” Jake said. “How big are your boobs?”
    Burke fought back a laugh. Jake always had been a tit man.
    “Big enough to handle your cock.” Her voice was low and throaty, and Burke closed his eyes, imagining a large breasted woman tweaking her nipples. “I’ll lie down on my back and we’ll spread some oil between them, then you can play slip and slide with your dick until your give me the perfect gift.”
    “Holy fuck,” Jake said. “Bring it on, baby.”
    Definitely bring it on, Burke thought, leaning back. There was a momentary silence, and he was sure she was waiting for instructions besides bring it on. “Go on. Tell us how you’re going to handle the three of us at once.”
    “Well, I have three holes, Mr. X: my warm mouth, my wet pussy, and my tight ass. Shall I assign places, or would you like to do that?”
    Burke looked at his friends, who both nodded at him. “You tell us, Ms. Serendipity. And please be very graphic.”
    There was the slightest of pauses, and then the sexy voice returned. “Very well. Mr. Z, I know you favor breasts, but for a threesome it’s not very doable to have you fuck my tits. However, I’m sure your hot, randy cock will fit perfectly in my mouth. I will suck you deep, letting my tongue lap over your balls when you’re not in my mouth. I can feel you in there already, pulsing, ready to shoot your load down my throat. Would you like that? I’d swallow it all, and beg for more. Will you give me more? And more? And more?”
    “Oh holy fuck.” Jake’s hands went to his cock. “I’ll give you more than you can handle, honey.”
    Her lilting laugh made Burke’s body stiffen even more. Damn this woman was hot. The soft laugh also made his eyebrows knit together just a little. Where had he heard that sound before? Sure, lots of women had low, deep voices. But this one seemed a little familiar.
    Her next words pulled him right out of his musings.
    “Don’t be afraid to handle those lovely tools between your legs, darlings. It’s quite normal, and I’m sure your friends are feeling the same need you are, Mr. Z. If your cock’s not hard then I’m not doing my job right.”
    Her voice seemed to purr over the phone lines and Burke wanted to possess magical powers so he could zap the phone and make her appear in the living room, right in front of them. Then he’d get her down on her knees, all right. The only problem was he wasn’t thinking about sharing with his two buddies.
    “Oh, I’m hard,” Jake replied, clearing his throat. His declaration made Burke stop daydreaming about Ms. Serendipity appearing before them. Burke could tell Jake was trying to keep his hands from her suggestion. Hell, he felt the same way.
    “So I’m in your mouth. What about X and Y?”
    “Well, let’s start with Y, the shy, quiet one. You’ve said so little, Mr. Y, that something tells me you’re fascinated by the idea of fucking me while