Sharing, Supernatural RPS, NC-17
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phantismaFandom: Supernatural RPS
Title: Sharing
Pairing: Jeff/Sandy, Jensen/Jared, Jeff/Jensen, Jensen/Sandy, Jeff/Jared, implied Jared/Sandy
Rating: NC-17
For my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
50kinkyways Table
Prompt: 24 Dildos
Word Count: 2472
Summary: Sandy's been sharing Jared with Jensen and Jeff for a long time. Now she thinks maybe it's Jared's turn to share.
A/Ns & Warnings: Daddy!kink, het, use of toys, mild spanking/punishment. Also, it is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
arabella_hope's birthday today and she wanted Jeff/Sandy...I hope this suits you my dear! Happy Birthday!
She’s nervous, but doesn’t let it show. Jared’s hand is wrapped around hers and he’s squeezing just a little too tight. He’s nervous too. She’s been sharing Jared with them…but tonight they’d be sharing even more.
They’ve talked about it. About this.
She knows he’s different when he’s with them…even more so than when it’s just him and Jensen. Jeff is different too. There’s this dynamic and it’s something Jared needs. Since the whole thing had started, Jared’s calmed down, been more focused.
She feels small standing next to him on Jeff’s front step. Small and something like she’s intruding on some special boys club…something she maybe shouldn’t see.
Then the door is opening and Jeff is smiling and Sandy hands him the bottle of wine Jared picked out. Jared’s smile is strained, his face already flushing red. Jeff’s feet are bare. His jeans are old and faded and drooping. He’s clean shaven, which sort of seems odd to her…she can’t recall the last time she saw him without the whiskers.
She feels out of place and overdressed in her cocktail dress and heels as she moves in past him. Jared pulls at his tie and follows. She’s got buzzing in her ears as she moves into the living room where Jensen’s already waiting, with munchies on the coffee table and a drink in hand. There’s a towel on the couch, spread out and obviously covering something.
No one says anything and all eyes turn to Jeff. Jared’s there next to him, not really touching and they’re waiting…though she isn’t sure what for. Then Jared turns, into Jeff, his face in the crook of his neck. He murmurs a word…the word. “Daddy.”
Jeff nods once, tilts Jared’s face and kisses him. It’s gentle at first, his lips moist and slightly open, his hand holding Jared’s head, then Jared lets go, relaxes into him and Jeff’s tongue takes possession of Jared’s mouth.
When Jeff finally steps back, Jared’s face is flushed, but not with the shyness of earlier. “We’re sure about this?” Jeff asks and she can feel Jared’s eyes on her. She looks up at him. This is when she can back down, stop it. But watching them kiss had unleashed something inside her, a heat she hasn’t felt in a while, and she nods, reaching for Jared’s hand.
He pulls her close, kisses the top of her head. “He needs words, babe.”
She looks up at him, not really sure what he means at first, then nods again, looking at Jeff. “Yes. I’m sure.”
Jeff reaches for her free hand and she offers it. “We’re going to take it slow. You and I will be going into the other room. The boys will stay here.”
She looks to Jared, but Jeff’s hand releases Jared’s and turns her face to his. “He isn’t in charge. He said the word. He does as he’s told.”
She nods jerkily.
“Jensen has instructions for you.” Jeff kisses Jared again and she’s amazed the way Jared just melts under him….melts into the chair, and then Jeff is leading her out of the room.
He releases her once their in the room, and she feels strange that he should pick the dining room for this…but as he closes the door behind them, she thinks maybe she understands. The table is spread with a towel, and on it is an array of toys…dildos and butt plugs, paddles and crops.
He wants her to understand. Wants her to know what she’s accepting. She runs one small hand over them, stopping on a long brown plastic cock she’s seen before. Jared’s used it on her.
“Jared tells me that you like toys.”
She raises an eyebrow and turns to face him. “I like to play.”
He chuckles, some of the stern Daddy-vibe rolling away. “I never expected to ever let this go this far, you know? But those two?” He sighs and comes closer, runs a hand through her hair. “Did he explain?”
“Yeah, kind of.”
He pulls her to him, his lips on hers, his tongue demanding entrance and after only a brief hesitation, she closes her eyes, opens her mouth, surrendering. He accepts what she offers, takes it and more, pressing his body against hers.
Slowly he moves them to the table. “I am the Daddy.” Jeff says, turning her to the table. He puts her hands down, positions them. “If you’re going to play with us, you have to accept that. You have to realize that Jared belongs to me. And Jensen belongs to me. If you are going to do this, you will belong to me.”
He moves behind her, hands on her hips, pulling them back, tilting her toward the table. His hands slide down her legs, spread them apart. She’s sure he can smell her arousal, she’s been worked up all day. He stands again, his hands moving up her legs, under her skirt and flipping it up, exposing her black lace panties.
“Nice,” he murmurs before continuing. “You control when and where and how far. But there are rules.”
She nods. “Jared told me.” He stands back, crosses his arms and just looks at her and for a long time she doesn’t understand…then it dawns on her…and she feels strange saying it…almost can’t do it, but she whispers, “Daddy,” and he starts to grin.
“Little louder, Sandy. I didn’t quite hear you.”
She licks her lips and clears her throat. “Daddy.”
He smiles and nods. “I won’t be fucking you today, Sandy. I promised Jared we’d go slow. But since you both like to play…I thought we could play. Spread out in front of you are a series of toys. I’m going to use them all on you before we’re done.”
Her eyes scan over the assortment again, then up to him. He’s still grinning. Some of them are fucking huge. “You get to choose one to start with.”
She looks over them and ends up on the brown one again. It’s long and thin with a decent handle on it for guiding it. He nods and moves closer, his hands soothing over her ass, catching on the panties and starting to pull them down. She wonders what Jared and Jensen are doing…if they know…then Jeff’s big hand is on her bare skin, cupping to her, his forefinger moving inside of her.
“MMM…already warmed up for me I see.” He holds his hand there, reaches around her for the dildo and without another word starts putting it inside her. Slow. She feels every inch as it moves, sliding on her own wetness until it bottoms out inside her.
He’s not touching her. There’s just the plastic moving in and out. She clenches around it…wanting more…craving the heat of a hand or body. He pushes it in deep and rotates it around, opening her up. She bites her lip and pushes back, earning a chuckle.
“Easy girl, it’s going to be a long night.”
He pulls it out, holds it up where she can see her juices slicking over it. His tongue curls over the tip and back into his mouth. She can’t help but groan. He grins and leans in to kiss her cheek. “Stay.”
She watches him go to the door, hears it open…then there’s murmuring and kissing and she’s sure that’s Jensen…then he’s back. “Jared’s turn to choose.” He holds up a bulbous butt plug and flicks a switch. It starts buzzing. It’s slick with lube and as he starts working it into her ass, it’s warm. Probably fresh from Jared’s ass. She closes her eyes and tries to relax. It isn’t often she’s gone as far with ass play as she had with Jared and Jensen that night…and never a toy like this one.
It slips in and nestles tight inside her, the vibrations rocking her against the table. For a long moment the world narrowed to that feeling, nothing else moved, then Jeff was leaning in. “Pick.”
Her hand fumbles forward, falls on a short, fat cock and he wastes no time before he’s shoving it into her. It presses against her insides and she’s already ready to come. It won’t take much…and when his thumb starts hitting against her clit with every in stroke, that’s all, and she’s coming, her wetness sliding down her legs.
Jeff chuckles and tosses the butt plug into a laundry basket beside the table and goes back to the door with the dildo. More kissing. Another swap. Jeff’s grin is wicked as he holds up a leather paddle. Her breath catches, watching him swing it around. “Looks like Jared needed a little something more.”
The first blow is gentle, but it stings. She lurches forward. She’s been spanked before, of course…but somehow this is entirely different. This is…Daddy and he’s wicked and dark and so fucking hot she wants to beg him to just fuck her already.
The next two swings are harder, stinging against soft flesh and she has to bit her lip to keep from yelling. Before he’s even asked her to choose, she’s picked up a riding crop…because the sting…it isn’t enough and it’s going to take more to get her there again…Three blows across her bare ass and there were tears streaming from her eyes as he leaves her.
When the door opens she can hear Jared moaning, groaning and she knows the sound, knows he isn’t far from coming.
Jeff’s hands are rough and warm as they stroke over her ass before he’s sliding a thick dildo up inside her…and the idea that this has just been inside him…that he took this big fucking cock…that he was out there, bent over, his ass naked…she shivers and bends toward the table, pushing back onto the dildo. It’s tip finds the tender spot inside her and her whole body quakes.
The hand offs come faster now, and she’s only barely conscious of them as her body writhes and her pussy tightens over each new invasion and she’s rocked between toys in her ass and her pussy and over her skin until she’s just coming and coming and coming, her juices coating her thighs and her mouth streaming with nonsense words and noises.
“Okay…okay…” His hands are on her now, sliding over her back and down her arms, lifting her up and easing her into his arms. “It’s enough…shh….” He scoops her up and carries her into the next room, settling her on the couch.
Her eyes open as a tongue touches her thigh. Jared’s there, between her legs, lapping up the wetness. His cock is red and spent and his one hand cradles it. Her ass is hot against the cushion under her, her face flushed and tear streaked.
Beside the couch, Jeff’s cock is hard and sticking out of his jeans, Jensen’s got his hand in his pants. Jared finishes licking her clean and she reaches out, her small hand closing on Jensen’s cock, her mouth open. She looks to Jeff and he nods, already pulling Jared to him. Jensen gasps as she licks him and his hand wraps into her hair as she sets up a quick rhythm.
Beside her Jared was matching her pace and Jeff was starting to groan. She tongued the underside of Jensen’s cock, then reached over, under Jared’s chin, her hand caressing over Jeff’s balls.
Jeff roared and came, Jensen only seconds behind him. Sandy sat back, Jensen’s come on her tongue, reaching for Jared and his come filled mouth. The kiss was wet and sticky and come spilled out of their mouths before they finally swallowed.
Jared falls back against the couch, his pants still around his knees, his skin sweaty. She leans back against him, panting.
His hand comes up to caress her face and he presses a kiss to the side of her head. “You okay?”
She nods. She’s exhausted, never came like that before, but she’s good. “You?”
He sighs contentedly. “Yeah. I’m good.” His stomach gurgles and she giggles. “Hungry, but good.”
Jeff seems to have recovered and he points to the food on the coffee table. “Dinner should be ready soon. You two want drinks?”
And just like that it all shifts and eases and it’s just like four friends having dinner. She shakes her head and reaches for the bowl of chips. “I should clean up.” She pushes at her limp hair and stands.
“Bathroom’s down the hall.” Jared points but doesn’t get up.
Sandy nods and heads in the direction indicated. She runs cool water and pulls a wash cloth off the shelf, wetting it, then running it over her face and arms, before turning to her legs and up. She wipes over her still very wet slit and closes her eyes. She’d never had anything like that.
Suddenly Jeff is behind her, filling the door way. “You sure you’re okay?”
She nods, blushing. “Yeah.”
He moves into the room, his hands circling her waist. “Because this only works if you tell the truth.”
She nods again and leans into him. “I know.”
His smile is genuine and deep and he holds up one hand. “This is for you.” She’s seen it before. Both Jared and Jensen wear them. Simple. Black leather, rolled into a rope and fixed with a silver clasp.
Jared wears his anytime he knows he’s going to be seeing Jeff…or Jensen. She knows it’s Jeff’s marker. A sign of this…this.
She smiles at him in the mirror and holds up her wrist for him to put it on. “Thank you, Daddy?”
He nuzzles into her neck, then steps back. “I love him, Sandy. Both of them actually. It isn’t just sex.” His voice is serious and she turns.
“I love him too.”
“I know. I just wanted to make sure you understood. Those are my boys. And nothing is going to change that.” Jeff’s eyes meet hers and there’s something of a challenge there in them. “Jared…he loves you, and you’re here because he loves you.”
She smiles a little. “Are you warning me not to hurt your boys, Jeff?”
He raises an eyebrow. “Do I have to?”
“No.”
“Good. Come on, dinner’s ready.” He slips a hand in hers and pulls her back toward the kitchen.
Jared eases in on her other side as Jeff holds her chair. Jensen’s putting a pan of lasagna on the table and Jeff’s dishing up salad. Sandy sighs and threads her fingers through Jared’s.
She remembers Jeff said they’d go slow…and if this was starting off slow, she wonders what will happen the next time. Jared’s kiss draws her to lean in to him, then there’s wine and a toast…He’d warned her Jeff could be kinky…well…Sandy had a few kinks herself that even Jared didn’t know about…and maybe this was how she’d get there.
Title: Sharing
Pairing: Jeff/Sandy, Jensen/Jared, Jeff/Jensen, Jensen/Sandy, Jeff/Jared, implied Jared/Sandy
Rating: NC-17
For my
50kinkyways TablePrompt: 24 Dildos
Word Count: 2472
Summary: Sandy's been sharing Jared with Jensen and Jeff for a long time. Now she thinks maybe it's Jared's turn to share.
A/Ns & Warnings: Daddy!kink, het, use of toys, mild spanking/punishment. Also, it is
arabella_hope's birthday today and she wanted Jeff/Sandy...I hope this suits you my dear! Happy Birthday!She’s nervous, but doesn’t let it show. Jared’s hand is wrapped around hers and he’s squeezing just a little too tight. He’s nervous too. She’s been sharing Jared with them…but tonight they’d be sharing even more.
They’ve talked about it. About this.
She knows he’s different when he’s with them…even more so than when it’s just him and Jensen. Jeff is different too. There’s this dynamic and it’s something Jared needs. Since the whole thing had started, Jared’s calmed down, been more focused.
She feels small standing next to him on Jeff’s front step. Small and something like she’s intruding on some special boys club…something she maybe shouldn’t see.
Then the door is opening and Jeff is smiling and Sandy hands him the bottle of wine Jared picked out. Jared’s smile is strained, his face already flushing red. Jeff’s feet are bare. His jeans are old and faded and drooping. He’s clean shaven, which sort of seems odd to her…she can’t recall the last time she saw him without the whiskers.
She feels out of place and overdressed in her cocktail dress and heels as she moves in past him. Jared pulls at his tie and follows. She’s got buzzing in her ears as she moves into the living room where Jensen’s already waiting, with munchies on the coffee table and a drink in hand. There’s a towel on the couch, spread out and obviously covering something.
No one says anything and all eyes turn to Jeff. Jared’s there next to him, not really touching and they’re waiting…though she isn’t sure what for. Then Jared turns, into Jeff, his face in the crook of his neck. He murmurs a word…the word. “Daddy.”
Jeff nods once, tilts Jared’s face and kisses him. It’s gentle at first, his lips moist and slightly open, his hand holding Jared’s head, then Jared lets go, relaxes into him and Jeff’s tongue takes possession of Jared’s mouth.
When Jeff finally steps back, Jared’s face is flushed, but not with the shyness of earlier. “We’re sure about this?” Jeff asks and she can feel Jared’s eyes on her. She looks up at him. This is when she can back down, stop it. But watching them kiss had unleashed something inside her, a heat she hasn’t felt in a while, and she nods, reaching for Jared’s hand.
He pulls her close, kisses the top of her head. “He needs words, babe.”
She looks up at him, not really sure what he means at first, then nods again, looking at Jeff. “Yes. I’m sure.”
Jeff reaches for her free hand and she offers it. “We’re going to take it slow. You and I will be going into the other room. The boys will stay here.”
She looks to Jared, but Jeff’s hand releases Jared’s and turns her face to his. “He isn’t in charge. He said the word. He does as he’s told.”
She nods jerkily.
“Jensen has instructions for you.” Jeff kisses Jared again and she’s amazed the way Jared just melts under him….melts into the chair, and then Jeff is leading her out of the room.
He releases her once their in the room, and she feels strange that he should pick the dining room for this…but as he closes the door behind them, she thinks maybe she understands. The table is spread with a towel, and on it is an array of toys…dildos and butt plugs, paddles and crops.
He wants her to understand. Wants her to know what she’s accepting. She runs one small hand over them, stopping on a long brown plastic cock she’s seen before. Jared’s used it on her.
“Jared tells me that you like toys.”
She raises an eyebrow and turns to face him. “I like to play.”
He chuckles, some of the stern Daddy-vibe rolling away. “I never expected to ever let this go this far, you know? But those two?” He sighs and comes closer, runs a hand through her hair. “Did he explain?”
“Yeah, kind of.”
He pulls her to him, his lips on hers, his tongue demanding entrance and after only a brief hesitation, she closes her eyes, opens her mouth, surrendering. He accepts what she offers, takes it and more, pressing his body against hers.
Slowly he moves them to the table. “I am the Daddy.” Jeff says, turning her to the table. He puts her hands down, positions them. “If you’re going to play with us, you have to accept that. You have to realize that Jared belongs to me. And Jensen belongs to me. If you are going to do this, you will belong to me.”
He moves behind her, hands on her hips, pulling them back, tilting her toward the table. His hands slide down her legs, spread them apart. She’s sure he can smell her arousal, she’s been worked up all day. He stands again, his hands moving up her legs, under her skirt and flipping it up, exposing her black lace panties.
“Nice,” he murmurs before continuing. “You control when and where and how far. But there are rules.”
She nods. “Jared told me.” He stands back, crosses his arms and just looks at her and for a long time she doesn’t understand…then it dawns on her…and she feels strange saying it…almost can’t do it, but she whispers, “Daddy,” and he starts to grin.
“Little louder, Sandy. I didn’t quite hear you.”
She licks her lips and clears her throat. “Daddy.”
He smiles and nods. “I won’t be fucking you today, Sandy. I promised Jared we’d go slow. But since you both like to play…I thought we could play. Spread out in front of you are a series of toys. I’m going to use them all on you before we’re done.”
Her eyes scan over the assortment again, then up to him. He’s still grinning. Some of them are fucking huge. “You get to choose one to start with.”
She looks over them and ends up on the brown one again. It’s long and thin with a decent handle on it for guiding it. He nods and moves closer, his hands soothing over her ass, catching on the panties and starting to pull them down. She wonders what Jared and Jensen are doing…if they know…then Jeff’s big hand is on her bare skin, cupping to her, his forefinger moving inside of her.
“MMM…already warmed up for me I see.” He holds his hand there, reaches around her for the dildo and without another word starts putting it inside her. Slow. She feels every inch as it moves, sliding on her own wetness until it bottoms out inside her.
He’s not touching her. There’s just the plastic moving in and out. She clenches around it…wanting more…craving the heat of a hand or body. He pushes it in deep and rotates it around, opening her up. She bites her lip and pushes back, earning a chuckle.
“Easy girl, it’s going to be a long night.”
He pulls it out, holds it up where she can see her juices slicking over it. His tongue curls over the tip and back into his mouth. She can’t help but groan. He grins and leans in to kiss her cheek. “Stay.”
She watches him go to the door, hears it open…then there’s murmuring and kissing and she’s sure that’s Jensen…then he’s back. “Jared’s turn to choose.” He holds up a bulbous butt plug and flicks a switch. It starts buzzing. It’s slick with lube and as he starts working it into her ass, it’s warm. Probably fresh from Jared’s ass. She closes her eyes and tries to relax. It isn’t often she’s gone as far with ass play as she had with Jared and Jensen that night…and never a toy like this one.
It slips in and nestles tight inside her, the vibrations rocking her against the table. For a long moment the world narrowed to that feeling, nothing else moved, then Jeff was leaning in. “Pick.”
Her hand fumbles forward, falls on a short, fat cock and he wastes no time before he’s shoving it into her. It presses against her insides and she’s already ready to come. It won’t take much…and when his thumb starts hitting against her clit with every in stroke, that’s all, and she’s coming, her wetness sliding down her legs.
Jeff chuckles and tosses the butt plug into a laundry basket beside the table and goes back to the door with the dildo. More kissing. Another swap. Jeff’s grin is wicked as he holds up a leather paddle. Her breath catches, watching him swing it around. “Looks like Jared needed a little something more.”
The first blow is gentle, but it stings. She lurches forward. She’s been spanked before, of course…but somehow this is entirely different. This is…Daddy and he’s wicked and dark and so fucking hot she wants to beg him to just fuck her already.
The next two swings are harder, stinging against soft flesh and she has to bit her lip to keep from yelling. Before he’s even asked her to choose, she’s picked up a riding crop…because the sting…it isn’t enough and it’s going to take more to get her there again…Three blows across her bare ass and there were tears streaming from her eyes as he leaves her.
When the door opens she can hear Jared moaning, groaning and she knows the sound, knows he isn’t far from coming.
Jeff’s hands are rough and warm as they stroke over her ass before he’s sliding a thick dildo up inside her…and the idea that this has just been inside him…that he took this big fucking cock…that he was out there, bent over, his ass naked…she shivers and bends toward the table, pushing back onto the dildo. It’s tip finds the tender spot inside her and her whole body quakes.
The hand offs come faster now, and she’s only barely conscious of them as her body writhes and her pussy tightens over each new invasion and she’s rocked between toys in her ass and her pussy and over her skin until she’s just coming and coming and coming, her juices coating her thighs and her mouth streaming with nonsense words and noises.
“Okay…okay…” His hands are on her now, sliding over her back and down her arms, lifting her up and easing her into his arms. “It’s enough…shh….” He scoops her up and carries her into the next room, settling her on the couch.
Her eyes open as a tongue touches her thigh. Jared’s there, between her legs, lapping up the wetness. His cock is red and spent and his one hand cradles it. Her ass is hot against the cushion under her, her face flushed and tear streaked.
Beside the couch, Jeff’s cock is hard and sticking out of his jeans, Jensen’s got his hand in his pants. Jared finishes licking her clean and she reaches out, her small hand closing on Jensen’s cock, her mouth open. She looks to Jeff and he nods, already pulling Jared to him. Jensen gasps as she licks him and his hand wraps into her hair as she sets up a quick rhythm.
Beside her Jared was matching her pace and Jeff was starting to groan. She tongued the underside of Jensen’s cock, then reached over, under Jared’s chin, her hand caressing over Jeff’s balls.
Jeff roared and came, Jensen only seconds behind him. Sandy sat back, Jensen’s come on her tongue, reaching for Jared and his come filled mouth. The kiss was wet and sticky and come spilled out of their mouths before they finally swallowed.
Jared falls back against the couch, his pants still around his knees, his skin sweaty. She leans back against him, panting.
His hand comes up to caress her face and he presses a kiss to the side of her head. “You okay?”
She nods. She’s exhausted, never came like that before, but she’s good. “You?”
He sighs contentedly. “Yeah. I’m good.” His stomach gurgles and she giggles. “Hungry, but good.”
Jeff seems to have recovered and he points to the food on the coffee table. “Dinner should be ready soon. You two want drinks?”
And just like that it all shifts and eases and it’s just like four friends having dinner. She shakes her head and reaches for the bowl of chips. “I should clean up.” She pushes at her limp hair and stands.
“Bathroom’s down the hall.” Jared points but doesn’t get up.
Sandy nods and heads in the direction indicated. She runs cool water and pulls a wash cloth off the shelf, wetting it, then running it over her face and arms, before turning to her legs and up. She wipes over her still very wet slit and closes her eyes. She’d never had anything like that.
Suddenly Jeff is behind her, filling the door way. “You sure you’re okay?”
She nods, blushing. “Yeah.”
He moves into the room, his hands circling her waist. “Because this only works if you tell the truth.”
She nods again and leans into him. “I know.”
His smile is genuine and deep and he holds up one hand. “This is for you.” She’s seen it before. Both Jared and Jensen wear them. Simple. Black leather, rolled into a rope and fixed with a silver clasp.
Jared wears his anytime he knows he’s going to be seeing Jeff…or Jensen. She knows it’s Jeff’s marker. A sign of this…this.
She smiles at him in the mirror and holds up her wrist for him to put it on. “Thank you, Daddy?”
He nuzzles into her neck, then steps back. “I love him, Sandy. Both of them actually. It isn’t just sex.” His voice is serious and she turns.
“I love him too.”
“I know. I just wanted to make sure you understood. Those are my boys. And nothing is going to change that.” Jeff’s eyes meet hers and there’s something of a challenge there in them. “Jared…he loves you, and you’re here because he loves you.”
She smiles a little. “Are you warning me not to hurt your boys, Jeff?”
He raises an eyebrow. “Do I have to?”
“No.”
“Good. Come on, dinner’s ready.” He slips a hand in hers and pulls her back toward the kitchen.
Jared eases in on her other side as Jeff holds her chair. Jensen’s putting a pan of lasagna on the table and Jeff’s dishing up salad. Sandy sighs and threads her fingers through Jared’s.
She remembers Jeff said they’d go slow…and if this was starting off slow, she wonders what will happen the next time. Jared’s kiss draws her to lean in to him, then there’s wine and a toast…He’d warned her Jeff could be kinky…well…Sandy had a few kinks herself that even Jared didn’t know about…and maybe this was how she’d get there.
