“You both get to punish me?” she squealed.
“Remember you have a safeword,” Jared said.
As if that was meant to be reassurance.
This is just one night.
But it didn’t feel that way. It felt like this was her forever. And she needed to hold on tight and never let go.
32
“Who do I get to boss around?” she grumbled as Jared carried her into a bedroom she hadn’t been in yet.
She just knew it was his room.
Holy moly.
She was in Jared Bartolli’s bedroom. Was she going to wake up and find this was just a dream?
Or was this really happening?
Were they both about to fuck her brains out?
Two men. Two sexy, gorgeous, utterly terrifying men.
The room was very masculine. All dark, wooden furniture and a huge bed.
“We can get you something to boss around,” Jared told her as he gently laid her back on the bed. She moved up to sit against the headboard as they stood shoulder-to-shoulder at the end of the bed, watching her.
“Like what? A dog?”
“Hmm. I was thinking more like another whale toy,” Jared told her with a grin.
Great. They got to tell her what to do and in turn she could boss around a group of stuffed toys.
“I’ve got enough whales,” she said as Jared started to strip. Wow. His chest and stomach were so chiseled.
North moved to grab an armchair, pulling it close to the side of the bed where he sat and just . . . watched her.
“What . . . what are you doing?” she whispered.
“Watching you,” he replied.
“W-why?” she asked.
“I want to see what you like and dislike.”
Jared started taking off his pants.
Oh hell.
Was she really ready for this?
“Also, I’m not certain you will use your safeword if you become uncomfortable or scared. Not saying that Jared wouldn’t notice, but I’m going to be an extra failsafe.”
Was he . . . was he really doing this to protect her?
“Good plan,” Jared said.
