Page 13 of On His Knees
I look back at the group of friends, the grins on their faces telling me they’re having a great time. Probably on a winter break from school and making their own fun for a night. Reminds me of when I used to come here as a teenager.
“Here’s how it works,” a blonde girl around seventeen says as she holds out two ropes, both looped at the ends. “You put your hands in here—” she slips her hands in the loops to demonstrate “—and then you thread the other rope through, and your partner...” She turns to face a guy I assume is her boyfriend from the way he looks at her. “Loops his hands through his like this.” She smiles at us, holding her hands up to show us the ropes. “Now you have to get out of it.” The two start twisting, and climbing through the rope, and everyone laughs as they fall to the floor, all tangled up.
Summer is laughing with them. She seems to have a natural way with the teens... What the hell, we have some time to kill while we wait for our food. And more importantly, this might be a good way to further break the ice with Summer, get up close and personal before we go back to my place. “Should we give it a try?” I ask her.
“Come on, everyone who’s come in here tonight is trying it,” one of the teens tells me.
“Has anyone ever figured it out?” I ask as I shrug out of my coat.
The blonde who demonstrated shakes her head as she continues to try and free herself. After a few minutes she gives up, slides her hands from the loops and hands both ropes to us. “Come on, it’s fun.”
I take the ropes, and we both loop our hands through. I glance at Summer and try to strategize our first moves. “How did I ever get roped into this?”
“Ha-ha. Aren’t you clever?”
“I’d like to think so.”
Smiling, she rolls her eyes at me, then, when she puckers up that cute little nose of hers, I sense the competitive side to her. It matches mine.
“Okay, I think I have an idea. Sit on the floor,” she says.
“Bossy much?” I mumble, and she grins at me.
“Depends on who I’m with.”
I sit on the floor, as she takes charge. Goddammit, who knew a take-charge Summer would be so sexy? “Okay, I think I got it,” she says, and crawls over my lap and through the loop. She twists, and her damn ass is nearly in my face. I swallow. Either that or I’m about to bite my tongue off.
“Ah, what are you doing?” I ask.
“Did I get it?”
We hold our hands up, and we’ve only managed to make matters worse. “Well darn,” she says. “Now we need to reverse it.”
If she puts her ass in my face again, it just might be the end of me.
She puts her ass in my face again.
And it’s pretty close to being the end of me.
“We’re back to where we started,” I say.
She glares at me. “Do you have any ideas, Einstein?”
The group laughs, and Summer grins at me. “Yes, I have an idea.”
“Let’s hear it, then.”
“Stand up and turn around,” I say, and we both climb to our feet. “Arms above your head.”
She lifts her arms, and holy fuck, I love how she takes a command. Would she be so obliging in the bedroom? “Turn around.”
She turns, and I put my arms around the front of her. She leans into me, tucks that sweet little ass against my growing cock. “Try to pull your arms down as I pull up.”
We both make a move, only to find out our ropes are still twisted together.
“That didn’t work for me either, man,” the guy who demonstrated it a minute ago says. I glance at him and he gives me a lopsided grin. “But it sure was fun trying.” His girlfriend laughs and bats him in the stomach. He lets loose an oomph of air and bends forward.
“Any other bright ideas?” Summer asks.