Tease Me - Page 170

The Grind

Madison

“How do you stop this, kitten?” Noah’s voice is close. Fuck, it’s dark. But I trust these men to take care of me.

“Red. Yellow if I need to pause for any reason.” I bite my lip. “What if we run into something?”

“I went over this room with a fine-tooth comb, tiger. There’s nothing that can hurt any of us besides bumping of elbows and knees into file cabinets. I disabled the cameras.” Blake’s voice is calm. “You’re safe. We’re safe.”

“We won’t tell you who we are if we grab you. You can fight us off if you want, but we will fuck you, my little whore.” Coop licks the side of my neck and I moan.

This shouldn’t turn me on, but fuck. Everything in me is hyped up after the champagne. It’s so dark, and with my heart racing, I’m more than eager to have more.

Coop steps back and I shiver as the cold rushes in.

“One.”

Shit. I hurry to move around the file cabinet, trying to remember the layout of the room. It’s large. I remember that. I work my way around the filing cabinets with my fingers dragging along them. Coop counts slowly.

“Ten.”

My breath catches at the lack of noise. I hold perfectly still. My heartbeat is too loud in my ears. I hold my breath, trying to hear them, but there’s nothing. I shiver. Where are they? Will I be able to tell who grabs me first? Will I fight?

That’s the question. Am I going to freeze, or will Blake’s training kick in and I’m going to accidentally hurt one of them?

There are a lot of moves that have me kicking balls. I really don’t want to damage that.

A breath comes closer and I slide along the cabinet, but the pearls on my back clink against it, sounding like thunder in the quiet room.

Fuck. I push off and hold my hands out in front of me to find the filing cabinets on the other side. Cold metal meets my fingertips and I press flat against it.

Someone whistles, sending chills through my body. Then they all whistle. Fuck, these are the men I love, but that’s spooky. It’s like they’re checking their locations, which also helps me because none of them are close to me.

I find a corner and sink down into a crouch, waiting to see what happens next. My hand holds my heart to keep it from beating out of my chest. But my body is heated and the anticipation of being caught actually makes me throb.

The one time Coop and Noah played something like this with me I could see them coming, but this is a whole different level. It’s cool enough in here that I’m not sweating, but my skin feels tight as I hide in plain sight.

The sound of footsteps comes close to me. I press back into my corner as the footsteps draw near before they move away. The anticipation I felt slips away too. Fuck, maybe I want to get caught.

I stand, careful not to brush my pearls against the metal, and circle around. Maybe I can find the light and we can be done with this. Hands grab me, and before I can shriek, a hand covers my mouth.

A hard body presses against me from behind. His breath is heavy in my ear. I grab his arm that holds my mouth. I tug fruitlessly on it. His other hand lifts my skirt between us. He leans us both over and thrusts his cock into my pussy.

Fuck, that feels good.

I moan into the hand holding my mouth. Barely any sound escapes as he fucks me fast. I grip his hand holding my hip and try to pull his arm away, but he holds fast.

“Touch yourself.” His almost nothing whisper makes it hard to distinguish who it is. “Make yourself come.”

I stroke my fingers over my clit instead of fighting. As soon as I tighten around him, he comes with me. Before I’m even done with my orgasm, he pulls out and whispers low, “Next time I’m fucking your ass, sweetheart.”

Coop disappears, leaving me standing there with his cum between my legs and my pussy still throbbing from my rushed orgasm. I need to move. We were quiet but not that quiet.

When I slide along the file cabinet, a whistle sounds, followed by the others. Fuck, someone is close and in front of me. I back away, but someone grabs me.

A surprised cry escapes before he clamps a hand over my mouth and pushes my back against the filing cabinet. His hard body presses against mine and that smell of the outdoors fills my nose.

Noah.