Page 8 of Bound By Them
But I don’t want to freak her out. Going for her underwear is pushing the limits. I slide my hands up over her hips, grasp the flimsy white satin, and tug it down. The trip back down her legs is just as soft, just as leisurely. I pull the underwear past her ankles and over her heels. The fabric catches on a strap and I carefully, reverently, work to free it.
Only then, when her panties are clenched in my fist, do I look back to the juncture of her thighs.
Edmund’s hand covers her pussy. His fingers move lazily in and out while Dani gasps.
Edmund gives me a half smile. “Tell me how pretty she is, Troy.”
Asshole. He might be my boss, but I don’t answer to him for sex stuff. We’re equally dominant. If the situation were different, I’d refuse. But I can’t keep silent—ignoring the request to say how pretty she is might hurt Dani’s feelings.
So I’ll tell Dani how pretty she is—not Edmund. “You’re gorgeous, Dani. Open those sweet thighs a little wider. Let me see how he’s touching you.”
She does as I ask, those gray eyes on me as Edmund pumps his fingers in and out of her. The wet sounds of him fingering her mix with the mechanical sounds of the car. She lifts her hips, silently asking for more. Edmund obliges. His head is down as he watches what he’s doing.
All three of us are entranced, suspended in the moment.
“I can feel you tightening around me.” Edmund licks the edge of her ear. “You’re going to come soon, aren’t you?”
Dani only moans in response. Her hips rock back and forth as she chases his attentions.
I’m riveted by the sight of her fucking herself against his fingers. Nothing is more erotic than a woman taking her pleasure.
“Come for me again, little princess.” Edmund moves his fingers faster. The heel of his hand rubs against her, likely stimulating her clit. “Come for us.”
She cries out with her release. Her legs straighten, her body bows in tension. One foot jabs into my thigh, dangerously close to my dick. I grab her ankle and hold it, restraining her lightly.
Her body shudders and shakes while Edmund continues to slowly finger-fuck her, drawing out her pleasure. Dani gasps for breath, blinking those gray eyes in my direction, wordless satisfaction slackening her features.
Since she doesn’t tell me to let her go, I keep hold of her ankle. Fuck me, but I need the connection.
This time when she lowers her arms from around Edmund’s neck, he allows it.
“I knew you could do it,” he whispers. “Good, wasn’t it? Sometimes the harder things are more worthwhile.”
“Speaking of hard….” She gives his crotch a pointed look.
I catch his eye. Subtly shake my head. He better fucking not. Dani just went through hell with her family. What we did here was about her, not him. It was about her, not me.
He glowers at me for a second before returning his attention to Dani. “Maybe later. Spend the night with me. With us.”
Spend the night? So he can fuck her? After everything she went through at that asshole Patrick’s party?
I’m paid to keep Edmund safe, but times like now, I fantasize about drowning him in the Rossi Reservoir.
Dani’s eyes widen, and a small smile plays on her lips. “I love how you phrase it. Not a request, but an order.” She laughs. “Such an alphahole. And, no. I’d love to get you off, but if we’re done here, I need to go home.”
Edmund’s lips purse. He’s clearly annoyed that she put him in his place.
I like Dani even more.
4
Edmund
I wake up late, to several missed calls from my father. I get out of bed and go down the hall to knock on Troy’s door.
“Yeah?”
“We leave for Rendsell in ten.”
