Page 154 of Ruthless Legacy

She glares at Finn as she responds, “Nothing.”

“Are you nervous about asking him, Pet?”

“Hell no. I’m having a good time and don’t want his bad attitude ruining it.”

I don’t know what they’re talking about, but because she wants to accuse me of having a bad attitude and ruining the evening, I say, “She’s scared. Not nervous. She lacks the balls to ask me anything. And it’s about time she admitted it.”

“I’m not scared of you.”

“Then prove it. Ask your question.”

“You think I won’t?”

“I know you won’t.”

“What would your first reaction be? Would you faint, cry like a baby, or punch someone if they pressed a tattoo gun to your dick?”

“None of the above. I’d grunt. Probably ball my hands into fists, curse a little bit.”

She sucks her teeth and rolls her eyes. “Yeah right, so manly.”

“I am. About time you noticed that, too.”

“It sounds good in theory, but I doubt that’s the way you’d be if it really happened. I doubt you’d let anyone near little Pax to begin with.”

“I’m confident in how I’d respond, because it’s already happened.” I flick the button on my jeans. “Wanna see the end result on my big dick?”

“In your dreams.”

She turns her head, but her eyes keep darting to me.

“I get it. You’re scared to askandscared to look to confirm for yourself.”

“This is your room. If you wanna whip your dick out and play with it, just do it. Don’t use me as an excuse.”

The guys and I share a look. Thea goes to stand, but they each drop a hand on her shoulder, holding her in place.

Finn chuckles, “Oh no you don’t, Pet. You just challenged him. Now you’re gonna sit here and try to avoid watching.”

“Avoid watching, what?”

I smirk at her. “Me playing with my dick.”

This is new. Not whipping my dick out in front of someone, but doing it without having some thirsty legacy daughter on her knees in front of me. I’m doing it for fun and not purely as a show of dominance.

I lift my hips slightly, pushing my jeans down to my upper thighs, and pull my dick out, giving a leisurely stroke to my length. Just a test run so she’ll see I’m serious.

“Knock yourself out. Wake me when you’re done.”

She actually attempts to close her eyes.

“You sure you don’t want to see the story I have painted on it?”

Her eyes squeeze shut even tighter. Finn chuckles. “I think she does.”

“I don’t, Number Three. The only penises in this room I wanna stare at are yours and Holden’s, so unless you’re making this a true circle jerk, I can rub my kitty to…”

“Sorry, Pet.” He says, sounding anything but sorry. “This is all Pax, so if you need some visuals to help get you off, you’re gonna have to look at him.”

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