I pulled my lip between my teeth, desperate for something to save me.
“Blindfolds,” I blurted out, catching myself as off guard as they were.
“Blindfolds,” Asher repeated, his smile spreading across his face as his eyebrows lifted.“Really?”
I nodded, letting out a whoosh of air that I had been holding.
“Fuck,” Enzo growled, letting his head fall forward as he closed his eyes.“That’s fucking hot, Vi.”
“Really?”I asked, turning to face him.
If my surprise at his reaction caught him off guard, he didn’t let it show.
He nodded and locked eyes with me.
“Do you want to be blindfolded, baby?”Asher questioned, rubbing his hands up my bare thighs under the blanket.
“Yes,” I answered, fully confident with my answer because what could go wrong?I trusted them and knew they would never do anything to hurt me.
“Get your ass to the bedroom,” Enzo growled, gripping the back of the couch as if he were seconds away from losing his restraint.
“Or what?”I pressed, looking up at him as his eyes darkened.
Lia had told me that some of the best sex she’d ever had was with Mason.They didn’t have the best start to their relationship—mainly because she hated him and called him Dr.Dickhead instead of Dr.Dickson.But apparently, she liked being a brat, and Mason enjoyed fixing her attitude.While I was still new to all of this, I couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through me every time I pushed back and acted out a little bit.The thought of them fucking my attitude out of me had me wanting to be a brat all day, every day, because being fucked like that was what dreams were made of.
He leaned down until his face was right in front of mine and licked his lips while his gaze stayed glued to mine.
“If you don’t get your ass to the bedroom, I’ll bend you over my knee and spank that ass until you remember who that pussy belongs to.”
“If I remember correctly, it belongs tome.”I jutted my chin out, ignoring the chuckle that came out of Asher as Enzo and I continued to stare each other down.
“Baby girl, I would stop while I was ahead if I were you,” he warned.
“Or what?You’re going to spank me?Ooohh, I’m so scared.”
I knew how unlike me this was, and even I was impressed by my boldness for a split second.
Before I could process what was happening, Enzo’s hand was wrapped snuggly around my throat—not enough to cause any pain or discomfort—as he let out a low growl.
“While I like this bratty side and have no problem fucking it out of you, you’re only delaying your own pleasure right now.Now be a good girl and get your ass to the fucking bedroom, Vi.”
He let go of my throat, leaving me wanting more of where that came from.He winked and stalked off, leaving me sitting on the couch, wondering what he was going to do to me the second I got in the room.
