Feather Light (Knead Me) by Lorenz Font Page A

while she climbed on the spindle bed and placed the tray next to her. Before she got to work, she made sure that a condom and the cuff keys were lying on top of the nightstand so it would be easy for Parker to access them. Then Kelly placed the metal cuffs she’d purchased just for the occasion by her side. A thrill raced through her body at the sight of them.
    It was amazing how much she’d learned about Parker from that one article. Though she hated the fact that one of his ex-girlfriends had decided to take a shot at five minutes of fame, she’d found out enough about his humor in the bedroom and his penchant for role-play. Kelly had to admit curiosity had won out, and she was game to play for Parker. This man’s approach to life, head-on and with no regret, reminded her of the person she’d once been.
    Kelly glanced at the digital clock. Four minutes left . She had to hurry. Methodically, she arranged Parker’s meal on her body. She worked for the next three minutes until she heard the shower turn off. Lying down, she closed her eyes and took several calming breaths. She wanted to do this for him and had been planning it even before she left New York. 
    At last, she watched him walk out of the bathroom, a trail of steam following in his wake. The faint glow of the candles cast an erotic shadow on his face. Parker walked with measured steps to the bed, his muscles rippling as he moved, his cock hanging with pride before him. 
    “Ann?”
    Parker stopped at the side of the bed and tilted his head up when he caught the scent of the meal she had waiting for him.  
    “Your food is ready, my dear Emperor.”
    He inclined his head as if he was digesting what she had said. “Ann? Are you messing with me?” he asked in disbelief. 
    “My Tenno, your feast awaits you. If you would be kind enough to step forward and take this from me, I’m at your service, and I will walk you through your meal as we go along.” She jiggled the cuffs for him to hear.
    Parker looked up and hesitated. “Are you aware of what you’re doing?”  
    “Yes. You can tell me if it’s up to par—baby steps. If you’re okay with that, then I’m all yours.”
    Though she still had a few reservations about the whole process, Kelly wanted to get to know him more, and that was enough reason to try it. At this point, she would climb Mount Kilimanjaro if he asked her to; she hoped he wouldn’t find her efforts silly and awkward.
    Taking a step forward, he closed his hands over hers and felt the metal cuffs she was holding. “You’re going all out on me here, my sweet little Ann. Now tell me, what is your safeword?”  
    “Shogun.” She made sure he heard her, despite the distraction of her heartbeat as it pounded against her chest. “There are spindles on either side of the bed. You can start with my right hand.”
    While Parker felt his way through the process, she grabbed the can resting next to her, shook it, and spread a generous amount on her chest.  
    “Mmm, is that what I think it is?” Parker’s head whipped around to follow the sound.
    “You’ll find out soon enough.” She presented her other arm to him. He held her wrist before clasping the cuff with a click. Once her hands were fastened and secured, Kelly spread her legs even wider, loving the softness of the silk sheets against her skin. “You’re to start at the foot of the bed. Stay in the center, between my legs.”  
    As Parker trailed his fingers along the side of the bed for guidance, her excitement grew and her center throbbed. When he reached the foot of the bed, she began her planned seduction.
    “The chopsticks are between my legs if you care to use them, my dear Emperor.” Parker climbed onto the bed, running his fingers over her feet and feeling his way up. He tossed the chopsticks on the floor and waited for her. “Picture my thighs as sushi boats. On the left one, you’ll find two Hamachi sashimi laid out like fallen dominoes. Next to it is a dab of