“Youstep back.” I pushed on his chest again.
He grabbed my hand before I could lower it. He kept my fingers splayed against his hard chest. “I like how fiery you are.”
I lifted my other hand and slapped him hard across the face.
“Nice try. But I have a little more control than that.”
I had no idea what he was talking about.
“Emma,” Bennett said. “Titan has to hit me. It’s the only way I can show you. Please just take a few steps back. Actually, you should probably be over by the counter.”
I looked over at his other friends.
Otto tapped the empty spot beside him.
“Look, I get it, okay?” I said. “You’re robbers and…street fighters? Or boxers or something? Great, now stop fighting.” I tried to pull my hand away.
But Titan didn’t let go. He kept my hand firmly against his chest.
“Let go of me.”
“Is that really what you want?” Titan smiled down at me. “Because your eyes are begging for more.”
I tried to yank my hand away again to no avail. “What is wrong with you?”
“Nothing. But Bennett needs to be angry. Fighting is one option. Jealousy is definitely another. He’s not normally a jealous guy. But it’s certainly worth a try.”
I swallowed hard. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I know. We’re trying to show you.” Titan gently touched the side of my face. “I’ve thought about how your lips would feel around my cock.”
“What the hell?”
“Don’t pretend for a second you weren’t thinking about that when you locked eyes with me when you came.”
I just gaped at him.
“An innocent girl like you sometimes has the most sinful thoughts.” He glanced back at Bennett. “I’m going to kiss your girlfriend now. Better than you’ve been kissing her. She’s going to be moaning my name instead of yours…”
I slapped Titan again.
He grabbed that hand too and pressed it against his six pack. The way he was staring at me was scorching. He trailed my hand lower down his abs, stopping at the waistband of his pants.
Jesus.
“So you don’t want a kiss, doll?” Titan asked. “Good. Let’s skip to the good part. Get on your knees.”
“Bennett.” I turned to him. “Say something. Tell him to stop.”
Bennett was glaring at him. He clenched his hands into fists.
“Oh, he is jealous,” Titan said. “He wants your dirty mouth all to himself. But it’s going to be my cock down your throat.”
I gulped as Titan lowered my hand, wrapping it around his hard cock. And for some reason, I didn’t try to move my hand. Were they all this huge?
Titan glanced at Bennett. “It’s working, Emma. Bennett looks like he wants to wring my neck. It would be better if you actually got on your knees though, don’t you think? Put your lips around me and show him how you worship a real man.”
“Titan,” Ace said. “Otto’s closer.”