Bind Me - Page 122

Her brows furrow and she glances at her screen, probably noticing we have ten minutes before we’re supposed to leave. Her lips part like she’s going to argue.

“Now.” I let the command slip into my voice and note Courtney’s smug little grin. She probably thinks Madison is in trouble.

Madison doesn’t question me in front of her coworkers. After closing her laptop, she grabs her purse and phone. She doesn’t hesitate to follow me as we wind our way back to the elevator.

Standing slightly behind me as we wait, she shifts on her feet and glances down the hallway a few times. Is she worried about Hunter or someone else? Maybe she’s afraid Derek will join us again. Maybe she’s worried another past lover will want to get back with her.

My fist clenches and I release it. Everyone has a past. I just don’t want hers shoved in my face. When the elevator arrives, I put my hand on the small of her back to guide her inside. I press the button. The doors close before anyone else can get on.

I tip her chin up. “Do everything I say without question. Do you understand me, tiger?”

She licks her lips nervously. “Yes, sir.”

Even though that’s more Seth’s kink, I appreciate the sir from her lips. I’ve toyed with other terms in the past, but master always seemed too formal. While I want someone to serve me and let me use them, I don’t want a mindless consort.

“How many, Madison?” My mind is on the numbers in her phone. Of course, she doesn’t have her old phone anymore. At least not on her.

“How many what?” A little wrinkle forms between her brows.

“Numbers, tiger. The numbers of men you’ve fucked that are in your phone.” My fist clenches again, straining my fingers.

Her eyes narrow. That burst of defiance comes back. The elevator dings its arrival and I step away before the doors open.

We move through the downstairs, and I hold open the door to the outside. The car is waiting for us. Opening the back door, I gesture for her to get in.

She gnaws at her lip for a moment before sliding in. As soon as I get in, I raise the divider. I already texted the driver to take an extra ten minutes to get to the restaurant, preferably stopping at a park and idling.

“Ten.” She sets her purse and phone down on the seat next to her and folds her hands in her lap.

“Undo your pants.” I rub my hands together.

She swallows but unfastens her pants. The car stops, and I can tell the driver put it in park.

“Seat belt off.”

She releases it and turns toward me. “What about your number, Blake?”

I shake my head. “That’s an extra spanking, tiger.” I grip her chin. “Are you going to be a good girl?”

She blows out a breath and her eyes narrow at me. Her soft lips press together in a line.

“Pull your pants down and lie across my lap.”

Her gaze darts around us, suddenly aware of where we are. No one can see in, but there are people walking around the park, especially since it’s almost lunchtime.

“Now.” I snap my fingers.

She jerks her pants off and drapes them on the seat, leaving her thong panties on, and lies across my lap.

I tsk her as my fingers trail over her bare ass cheeks. “Such a defiant little mood you’re having today. Did Noah let you have control, love? Did you ride him until he came inside your greedy little cunt?”

“No, they took what they wanted. They fucked my pussy together. Both of them deep inside my pussy, filling me so full.”

Fuck. My dick hardens painfully at the thought. I’ll need to ask them to repeat that for our viewing pleasure.

“Did it feel thicker than me?” I tease my finger along the thong riding down between her legs.

“It felt… different.” She struggles to find the words.