Private Listing Tease Me, page 15
He sets some clothes next to us and touches my hair softly, hesitantly, like he’s not sure it’s okay. Fuck.
“Get dressed, princess. They’re waiting for you.”
I want to ask what about him, but he smiles.
“I look forward to sleeping with you tonight,” he says as he walks out the door, leaving it open.
Coop chuckles. “You like the idea of having the boss to yourself tonight, don’t you, my little whore?”
I tug on Coop’s hair. “I love spending time with all of you.”
His cock is still hard inside me. “This one’s for me.”
He lifts me and backs me against the wall before fucking me hard and fast. I cling to him as my body strains against his. It won’t take much for him to make me come.
“I love you,” I whisper in his ear as I shatter.
Blake
Madison went to change about a half hour ago. Coop followed her into her room, so I’m not surprised she isn’t down in the gym yet. I figured it was safe to come set up since Noah is waiting for her upstairs.
I want to find this stalker now and be done with it. I left a message with Bill to see if they have an update on the phone and to let him know she’s received new messages. The desire to delete the video before giving the phone to him almost wins out. It’s evidence for the police, but I don’t want anyone to see Madison like that.
It’s a punishment from the stalker to all of us.
The door opens, and Noah and Madison come in.
“Alone,” she says emphatically. She’s gorgeous and youthful with her hair pulled up in a high ponytail. Her face is scrubbed clean. Her black yoga pants cling to her long legs. A black sports bra covered by a sheer white tank top holds her full breasts together, showing off her cleavage.
Noah shakes his head. “It’s not like he isn’t used to sharing.”
They both find me on the mats I’ve spread out in an open area.
“Who’s used to sharing?” I don’t know why I ask. All of us are used to sharing Madison. At least we were before I fucked things up.
“Seth.” Noah links his hand with Madison’s and draws her to me. “Madison is sleeping in his bed tonight.”
“Good.” I’m glad for my friend. He followed my lead with the testing. He kept saying we should trust her. But my fear led him astray.
Madison studies me while I put the last mat down.
Clearing my throat, I straighten. “We’ll do some basics tonight. Find the vulnerable spots and work on targeting them. Tomorrow we’ll work on breaking out of holds.”
“I definitely need to know how to get out of a choke hold.” Madison’s face is pale but determined. “Twice it’s been used against me.”
“We’ll get you there, tiger.” I want to help her focus. I want to feel her submit to me like she does. Hell, I’d be willing to let her be a brat and call me Daddy if it meant she’d treat me the way she did before I shattered what we were building.
“What do you need me to do?” Noah steps forward. He’s doing what he can to make this situation easier for both of us, but I wish we didn’t need a buffer.
“You can be my dummy.” I gesture for him to stand next to me, then lift my gaze to Madison. “If you want to sit on the bench, you can.”
She lowers onto the bench and crosses her legs. Leaning in, she pays close attention.
“Besides the obvious knee to the groin. Pressure points will help give you means to escape.” I point to each on Noah. “The sciatic nerve above the knee. The biceps. Brachial plexus above the armpit. The thumb webbing. The shin. The lymph node behind the ear.”
Her eyes take in everything.
“If you get a shot at hitting him where he’s vulnerable, palm to the jaw, thumbs in the eyes, palm to the nose, and knee to the groin.”
“Can we not actually injure the groin?” Noah flinches as I gesture to that area.
“We’ll just work on pressure points tonight.” I hold my hand out to Madison without a thought.
She stands and walks toward me but doesn’t take my hand. I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding and let go of the tension in my shoulders. It’s too soon. She trusts me to train her, but she thinks I don’t trust her.
She may have given leeway to Seth, but she’s not there with me. Her eyes at dinner told me that, but we’ll get there. We have to.
I’ll do whatever it takes to win her back.
Chapter 144
Business Relations
Madison
By the time we get on the elevator to head upstairs, I’m a little worse for wear. Noah’s limping from an overenthusiastic kick to the shin. Blake watches me like he’s proud of me, which makes my heart pound.
My ponytail is loose and I definitely need a shower, but I feel more confident in my ability to fight someone off. I’ll feel even better when we work on holds more.
“Put some ice on your shoulder, tiger.” Blake’s green eyes look me over, making my blood heat.
When he grabbed my wrist one time, I jerked my arm away hard and hurt my shoulder. His fingers were tender as he checked it for me. The attraction between us sizzles in the air every time we get close. As much as I want to give in to it, I can’t.
“Okay.” Before, I would have maybe made a joke or implied something else he could do with ice, but his distrust still burns inside me.
“I’ll ice my shin too.” Noah leans against the side of the elevator. “But thanks for your concern, Blake.”
Blake chuckles softly. “Want Madison to kiss it and make it better?”
Noah lifts his dark gaze to me and my breath catches at the heat there. “She could definitely kiss me better.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Tonight, I’m sleeping.”
The elevator doors open and we all head to the main door. When we get to the kitchen, Blake goes to the freezer and grabs two ice packs.
“Heads up.” He tosses one to Noah, who grumbles when he catches it.
Blake walks the other one over and hands it to me. “Fifteen minutes.”
He reaches up and tucks my hair behind my ear. This is the closest we’ve been this week, not including training tonight. My heart races as I search his eyes. I want to forgive him and get back to where we were, but at what cost?
How often will he need to test me? Why should I be the only one giving my trust to this relationship fully?
“You did well, love.” His words are soft as his gaze drops. He backs away.
I want to reach out for him and draw him into my arms. I want to forgive him, but how do I know he won’t doubt me on something bigger? How do I expose my deepest darkest parts to someone who doesn’t believe in me?
My gaze follows Blake as he goes into his room. Noah watches me in silence. When the door shuts, I release my breath.
I bite my lip. It feels like I’m punishing him, but I’m not. That’s not the point of the time I need. I want to resolve this. But I don’t know how.
It hurts me just as much as it seems to hurt him. Testing me wasn’t like cheating on me. But with as much as the guys say this is all about trust, it hurt that they didn’t trust me to tell them the truth.
That they could even think I would go outside of these walls to find something more. That my love wasn’t enough for them to believe in me.
“You okay, princess?”
I lift my gaze to Seth’s gentle look. Barefoot, he’s still wearing his shirt and pants from today. My heart skips for a different reason. I wasn’t planning on having sex tonight. I hoped to have a conversation with Seth. But my blood thrums through my veins, hot after Blake and Noah manhandled me. And Seth watching me and Coop in the closet didn’t exactly cool my jets. Maybe I need to reconsider.
Seth looks pointedly at the ice pack hanging in my hand, forgotten.
“Oh.” I lift it and press it against my shoulder. “Things got a little rough.”
Noah laughs and limps over to me. He catches my ponytail and drags my head back. “I can’t wait to see your moves when we play again.”
Before I can respond, his lips claim mine. Liquid heat floods me as he draws me into his arms. Our bodies press together like two broken halves of a whole. When he deepens the kiss, our tongues tangle.
The idea of fighting back appeals to me almost as much as submitting, especially with Noah and Coop together. I’d definitely be game to try that again.
Noah lifts his mouth from mine and smiles. “Good night, kitten. I love you.”
“I love you, Noah.” I rise on my toes to kiss him one more time.
Brushing his thumb over my cheek, he steps away and walks to his room.
“Do you want to shower in my room or yours?” Seth sits at the island casually. “I can grab your pajamas while you get ready.”
“Thank you. I’ll take my shower in your room, if that’s okay.” I glance up at him through my lashes, feeling a little awkward. We have a lot to talk about, but my hormones are all over the place.
“My door is unlocked. I’ll bring you your things in five minutes.” He stands and heads to my bedroom. Since I haven’t been sleeping in there, I’ve left the door unlocked after that first day when I needed space from Seth and Blake.
That Seth came after me, and Blake said he needed to be convinced, makes me think the trust issue isn’t as deep for Seth. If Blake hadn’t pushed, Seth might never have tested me. I need to repair the pieces of my heart and Seth is the easiest piece to fit back in.
When I walk into Seth’s bedroom, sandalwood fills my nose. Fuck, I’ve missed him. My insides soften. I want to lie down on his sheets and just breathe him in. I’m trying to be strong with these men, but I love them and want their comfort. Even if they were the ones that hurt me.
Blowing out a breath, I head into the bathroom. It’s odd to be in here alone, but it’s still comfortable. Seth has always made this home for me. It’s the little things like having spares of my toiletries in every bathroom, including underwear.
I turn the shower on and strip out of my clothes. In the mirror, I check on my shoulder, which doesn’t seem swollen or discolored.
Both Noah and Blake were gentle with me for the most part. We did everything slowly so I could hit the right spots to get away. It’s just going to take time and practice until it’s my reaction to certain touches.
A knock sounds on the bathroom door. I appreciate Seth knocking, but it’s not really necessary. A rush of desire flows through me. Seth knows what I need before I do. Today in his office . . . Fuck, that was exactly what I needed.
“Come in,” I say loud enough to be heard over the shower.
Seth’s eyes darken as he takes in my naked body from head to toe. My pulse quickens and my thighs rub together.
“I’ll just set this . . .” He closes in on me and sets the clothes on the counter. He doesn’t touch me, but his eyes make so many dark promises.
“Join me.” The words slip out but I don’t regret them. I want him, and why shouldn’t I have him? We need to talk, but we can talk after. My body buzzes with need. My pussy aches the way it did earlier as I took him inside me.
He doesn’t back up or drop his gaze from mine as he unbuttons his shirt. I lean against the counter as he slowly undresses for me. His shirt flutters to the ground and he takes his white undershirt off with one hand.
He’s not as ripped as Blake, but Seth definitely keeps it tight. I can count each of his abs. He pulls his belt out of his pants and drops it onto his discarded clothes.
“I wanted you from the moment you shook my hand.” Seth undoes his pants. “When you sucked in your breath, your eyes dilated. I saw that hunger in you.”
I bite my lip as he slides his pants to the floor to stand before me in his boxers. His hard, thick cock is swollen beneath, making me throb in need.
“I trust you, princess.” He lowers his boxers and steps out of them. We’re both standing naked, bared to the other’s gaze. “I didn’t doubt you. But I should have never agreed to test you.”
He steps closer, but still not close enough to touch me. His body heat warms me. My breath shudders in and out of me.
“You are the most spectacular woman I’ve known. Other women have abused our trust before, but that’s not on you. Both Blake and I take the blame for bringing in women who tried to break us.” He releases a breath and closes the distance.
His hard body molds to mine as his hand threads into my hair, cradling my head. He draws me into him with his other hand wrapped around my hip. His dark blue eyes search mine as his lips tip into a smile. Fuck, I love his smile.
“I love you, princess. I will do anything for you. And I mean that. You’re it for me. The future without you looks bleak and uninteresting. I need you in my life. I will never let doubt cloud my mind again. If I even think about it, I’ll confront you directly. Because I want you to do the same.”
My hands wrap around his back. His skin slides against mine, making fire flood me. “I love you, boss. I don’t need to test you. I just want you to trust me the way I trust you.”
“I do. Anything, princess.” His nose grazes mine.
I draw in a deep breath, so ready to be done with this part.
“I forgive you, Seth.” No sooner do the words leave my mouth than he sweeps me into his arms. His mouth claims mine. This isn’t controlled Seth. His kiss is hot and demanding, seeking my tongue with his.
He lifts me against him and my legs wrap around his waist. I hold on as he walks us into the shower. Water cascades over us, but he doesn’t relinquish my lips. His cock throbs against my clit, but I don’t want to shift to take him in yet.
All of my focus is on this kiss. The way his tongue slides against mine. The sparks coursing through me. His hunger. His need.
It only amplifies my own. I missed him so fucking much.
He presses me back against the tile and tilts my head to deepen our kiss. Every inch of me longs for more. I love this man.
My hands slide into his hair as his explore me. Rediscovering every inch while his mouth claims mine.
He breaks our kiss and groans. “I can’t wait, princess.”
“I don’t want you to.” I meet his eyes and shift my hips. “Fuck me, sir.”
His cock brushes my entrance before he thrusts deep. I gasp at the stretch of him buried inside me. We both groan at the feel of being together again.
His forehead rests on mine. “Fuck, princess, you test my control every fucking day. I can’t get enough of you.”
I brush my thumb over the water on his cheek. “I can’t get enough of you either.”
Looking down between us, he slowly draws out of me before punching back in. I watch with him, loving seeing how wet I’m making his cock. Each stroke brings me closer to the edge.
I need this. I need to be claimed by him.
“I’m yours, princess.”
Oh, fuck.
My pussy clenches around his cock as I come. I cry out, “I’m yours, boss.”
He thrusts a few more times, wildly, out of control, before he follows me into oblivion, pressing in deep and spilling his warm cum inside me. His forehead rests on mine. Our breaths mingle as we come down from the high.
My heart presses against my chest like it’s too full to stay within. This is what I’ve been missing. I need all of them. Without any one of them, I feel broken and lost. With Seth, I almost feel whole again, but I’m still missing part of me.
Seth cups my cheek and kisses me softly. “Are we good, princess?”
“Yes, Seth. We’re good.” I smile, but I’m still not whole yet.
He draws out of me. My feet lower to the shower floor, and he leads me back under the water. We’re both quiet as we wash each other. After the frantic way we fucked, this is nice. Our hands rediscovering every part of the other. After Seth dries himself off, he takes my towel to dry me.
Then he helps me dress, piece by piece, putting us back together. His moves growing more confident.
He holds my hand on the way to his bed. Releasing me, he goes to his dresser to put on a fresh pair of boxers. Once we’re in bed, he draws me in close. I rest my head over his heart, snuggling against him. I’ve missed this.
I’ve missed him.
Seth’s fingers stroke through my damp hair.
“You’ve met Elizabeth.” His words are soft, but they still burn into me. Just her name is acid on my tongue. But I don’t need him to confess anything. I’m not sure I want to know.
“It’s okay. You don’t—” I start to rise, but he holds me in place.
“Madison, I want to tell you. I don’t want you to worry about this again.” He blows out a breath as I settle back into my spot. “We dated in college. She seemed so sophisticated and smart. We got hot and heavy pretty fast, and soon she was spending almost every night in our apartment.”
I put my hands on his chest and rest my chin on them so I can see him. His thumb trails over my cheek. His eyes take on that faraway look.
“We spent all our time together. I fell in love with the girl she pretended to be. That girl never existed. The whole time she was with me, her actual goal was Coop. But he’d been with Leighton since his freshman year. Probably before then, honestly.”
My brow furrows. What’s that supposed to mean? Were Coop and Leighton childhood sweethearts?
His thumb smooths out my forehead. “Their parents arranged their relationship. Their families took trips together and they were pushed together at every turn. Coop didn’t mind following his parents’ directives back then. As long as they let him be friends with us and do what he wanted in college, he let them believe he was their little puppet.”
“I can’t imagine Coop following anyone’s rules.”
Seth chuckles. “His parents didn’t care if Coop was playacting as long as he toed the line. So the only way to Coop Elizabeth had was through one of us. It should have made me suspicious that she had a class with each of us.”
“Diabolical.” The arranging that must have taken her.
He smiles softly and cups my cheek. “I fell for her trap hook, line, and sinker. Mom had died the summer before after a long battle with cancer. The guys helped me through it, but I was unmoored. Elizabeth was nice and sweet. I thought I’d found someone I could really have a life with.”
