Page 95 of Better Hide

Jayden stops in front of my bed and then turns to look at me.

“On your back,” I order.

Jayden immediately opens his mouth to say something, then snaps it shut. He stands frozen for a second, giving me an angry look, then slowly sits down on the bed.

It’s dark enough outside that everything is visible with the lights on in here. He smirks, then lays down stiffly.

Cole runs his hands up and down my arms. “Good girl. Now what?”

I unravel one of the ropes I have in my hands. The bed has four posts. I wonder if I can tie his limbs to them.

I move over to Jayden’s right leg. He watches me like a hawk but doesn’t move.

My arms hum with energy. This is exciting. He’s letting me do this. I grab Jayden’s ankle and pull it over to the edge of the bed. I fumble with the rope but tie a knot around his leg, then loop it around the bedpost. I make sure the knot is tight but not too tight.

I smile, then move to the next leg. Once I get that one down, power thrums through me. Jayden’s legs are tied pretty securely. He’s at my mercy.

I move up to his hands. His big hands. He flexes them, watching me. “Having fun, kitten?”

“Yep.” I pop the p, then grab a new roll of rope.

Cole watches. “You gonna teach her something, Jay?”

“Seems like she’s doing fine on her own,” Jayden growls.

“I want you to teach me a knot,” I say.

Jayden looks at me.

My confidence grows. “Teach me how to tie so you can’t escape, but it’s still safe.”

Jayden’s gaze is hard, but there’s the tiniest bit of softening.

“Here, get that rope.” He motions at it. I do as he says. Jayden talks me through a knot, trying to explain how to tie his hand to the post. He gets frustrated when I can’t do it exactly right, trying to reach his other hand over to demonstrate. His mobility is slightly limited now that I have his legs.

“Remember. Restrain but don’t constrict,” he demands.

Finally, I get what I think he’s trying to say. I try it again on his other hand and step back, admiring my work. Jayden is stretched out on the bed and completely restrained. I mean, he hasn’t tried to get away, but it looks like he’s secure.

My pussy throbs unexpectedly. I could do whatever I wanted to him. He’s mine—at my mercy.

Jesus, is this what he feels? This could get to my head.

“What are you gonna do, lemon drop? Now’s your chance.” Cole watches me, a spark in his eyes.

“I…” I glance at Jayden.

“Don’t look at him. He already consented to whatever you want to do.”

I look at Jayden in surprise. His jaw is hard, and he’s glaring at Cole. But when he looks at me, he doesn’t say no.

“I don’t know when you’ll get another chance to do this. Pretty sure he’s gonna beat my ass as soon as you let him up. So better take advantage now.”

Cautiously, I move to the edge of the bed. The pull of something I’ve not been allowed to have is so strong. There have been plenty of times I’ve admired his muscles and tattoos, but he’s always been so cold.

I hesitantly pull up Jayden’s shirt so I can see his abs. They flex, and his breathing picks up. Fucking hell. They crunch every time he breathes, and they’re covered in beautiful, dark tattoos. I glance at Jayden. He watches me with dark eyes.

I run my hand up and down his stomach. Fuck, he’s so warm, and his skin is so soft. I catch the goosebumps that run across his skin with my hand.

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