Bind Me - Page 119
He leaves us then and Madison leads me to the elevator. I resist the urge to put my hand on the small of her back and claim her in front of all the people that smile and nod at Madison in recognition.
“Hey, Madison.” A guy around her age steps onto the elevator with us. He’s not as tall as I am. His dark eyes flow over her with a hint of familiarity.
Her cheeks flush pink. “Derek.”
His smile widens as he steps closer when the doors close. He gives me an acknowledging nod before returning his attention to her.
“You never called me after that last…” He pauses and glances at me before smirking. “Date. I was hoping we could find some time to catch up.”
Madison’s cheeks brighten more. “I’ve been busy with work.”
“We always found time?—”
“I’m seeing someone.” She smiles to soften the blow.
His eyebrow rises and he takes me in again, this time looking me over to see how I compare to him. My fist clenches, and his eyes widen on that before lifting to my face.
“Sorry, my man. Didn’t know.”
I keep my expression blank.
Madison shakes her head. “Not him, someone at work.”
Derek shrugs and gives her a wink. “You still have my number if that ever stops.”
The elevator doors open and Derek walks out.
“This way.” Madison looks flustered as she leads me down the hallway. She keeps glancing at me over her shoulder. I check out every room we pass, looking for what I need.
“It’s just around this corner,” she says.
Bingo. After a quick glance around to see that we’re alone, I grab her arm, drag her into an unoccupied office, and shut the door behind us.
“Blake?” Her blue eyes blink up at me. “What are you doing?”
I lock the door and take a breath. “You fucked that guy?”
Her cheeks flush pink again. “We were both interns together over a year ago.”
“That guy.” I close in on her, crowding her against the door. “You let that guy fuck you.”
Her lips pinch, and she crosses her arms over her chest. “Yes, Blake. I had sex with people before you guys. I’m not sure what the issue is. You guys had sex before me too. All of you with the same woman, as well.”
Her chest puffs up as the embarrassment changes to something hotter.
“Do you have his number?” I press my chest against hers, towering over her like a predator, staking my claim.
“If I do?” She gives me a challenging look. My submissive little pet has a stubborn side.
“Delete it,” I growl out.
Her lips press together as she studies me. Her eyes fix on mine when she says, “No.”
I grab her between her legs and press my fingers against her cunt.
She sucks in a breath and grabs my arms.
“This belongs to me. If I have to go through your phone and delete the existence of every other man from your life, I will.”