Bind Me - Page 94

“Really, Coop?” I whisper as I head into the elevator.

He joins me with an arched eyebrow as he hits the apartment level button. He closes in on me, taking my hands in his. With our hands locked next to my head, he presses me against the wall. My breath catches and my knees get weak. The hold these guys have over me is powerful and intoxicating.

“Have to lay my claim wherever I can. Before word of you and me in the file room makes its rounds. Can’t let people think I’m just fucking you.” His nose rubs against mine, and my eyelids lower as butterflies fly through my veins.

“I need to put away the groceries,” I whisper as he closes in on my lips again. His crisp cologne flows over me. I crave everything he can give me.

“We have an elevator ride.” He skims over my lips before his chin brushes the top of my scarf. His scruff rasps against my jaw as he tugs my scarf out of the way, sending ripples of desire through me. “Have I told you how much I want to just sit and appreciate your beautiful neck with my lips and teeth?”

He kisses my neck gently. His tongue flicks out to taste my skin. The only thing holding me up is the elevator wall behind me. Reaching up, he unwinds my scarf, then lets it fall to the floor. My eyes open to find him studying my neck.

His fingers reach out to trace the marks Jeff’s assault left behind. “Still hurt, sweetheart?”

My heart is firmly lodged in my throat, making it impossible to speak, so I shake my head. The purple faded into green and yellowish brown, and now that’s fading into light brown. He gently traces over my bruises, making me shiver.

His fingers linger at the spot where my neck and shoulder meet. Teasing, stroking, lighting a fire we won’t have time for him to put out. His eyes meet mine. “Can I kiss you here?”

“Yes, please,” I whisper.

His silky hair brushes my jaw as he kisses, sucks, and nibbles at the spot, turning me into a pile of mush. The elevator dings its arrival.

Coop captures my lips in a hard kiss before resting his head against mine. “If I didn’t have so much work to do, I’d follow you in and fuck you on the counter until you screamed my name.”

I bite my lip at how much I want that.

“You cause me nothing but trouble, my little whore.” He smacks my ass. “Out before I ravish you.”

I linger for a second. His laughter follows me to the door.

* * *

Without the toy buzzing inside me randomly, I actually get work done in the late afternoon. I changed my skirt and panties but picked a similar thong for when Seth calls me into his office.

The guys are all still working. It’s a little past six before Seth asks me to come in. Focused on his computer, he doesn’t say a word as I walk in. I close the door but don’t engage the lock.

I take my time taking off my shirt and skirt. His gaze flicks to me briefly before focusing on the computer screen again. There’s a space cleared for me across from him. I lean over and rest my chest and cheek against the cool wood, my hands flat on the surface next to me.

Seth reaches over to his phone and dials it. “I need to see you in my office.”

My panties are already damp. I don’t know who he’s calling in or what he’ll have them do. Maybe he’s decided I was naughty and called Blake in to hand out more punishment. My insides churn with want. With the heels on, my ass is tipped up, and whoever enters the office is going to get an eyeful.

The door opens and closes. Seth nods his head toward me before he returns to typing.

Heat closes in on me from behind, and the soft scent of the outdoors on a sunny day washes over me.

Noah.

His hands brush over my hips, and I shudder under his touch.

“Did you get all your work done today, kitten?”

“Yes.” I worked diligently the last few hours and cleaned the slate because I didn’t want to miss whatever Seth had planned. Punishment is fun but rewards are better.

Noah’s finger slips between my thong and my skin at the base of my spine, trailing down between my ass cheeks to brush over my pussy. I suck in a breath and close my eyes at the sparks lighting me up. I began my day fucking Noah. Ending my workday with him fucking me seems like a nice bookend.

His fingers slide inside my pussy. “Who did you fuck today, after this morning?”

“Coop, Blake, and Seth,” I bite out as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, tugging on the thong, making it rub against my asshole. Tingles chase through me.