Page 9 of Beneath the Blindfold

I giggled. “Your dick get confused?”

His arm hooked around my shoulders and pulled me close. “Be quiet, devil woman.”

“Or?”

“Spankings.” His lip curled in a half-smile.

I played up my eagerness by batted my eyelashes. “Now?”

“Well, we’ll get their blindfolds back on first.”

“Oh, of course.”

Our friends stared at us like they were unsure if we were serious. I knew Dominic wasn’t, but if he wanted to . . . he certainly knew I was game. Instead, I retrieved the blindfolds and passed them out.

Logan looked even less excited about it this time around. “Calm down.” I motioned for him to put it on. “The only queen for the rest of the night is the one wearing the cock crown.”

His head swung toward Evie. “It does look great on you.”

“Thanks, boss. Should I wear it to work on Monday?”

“Sure. That wouldn’t be an HR nightmare.”

They put their masks on at the same time, and like me, Evie curled up under her fiancé’s arm, snuggling close, one hand on Logan’s chest. His fingers stroked up and down her bare arm. She tucked in further, putting her lips against his neck.

The gentle, sweet kiss she’d started grew when he turned his head into hers, bringing their mouths together. It was like she’d struck a match and set Logan on fire, and although it was probably weird as hell for me to watch our friends making out, I did it anyway. I’d spent more than a year at the club and had seen every sexual act done in a wide range of ways. But the way Evie’s needy hands clutched at his shirt while he devoured her kiss was so fucking sexy.

His hands reached out, finding her hips, and then he pulled her into his lap so she was straddling him. The skirt of her dress rode up on her thighs, and Dominic’s gaze automatically turned out the window.

“Such a gentleman,” I whispered to him, knowing he was probably blushing. Just another thing I loved about him.

A soft sigh came from Evie, drawing my attention back to the couple. She was rocking in his lap, her hands cupping the sides of his jaw. His arms were tight around her back, holding her as their kiss grew more intense.

“This is dangerous, naughty girl.”

“Why?” Her voice was low and sultry. “We’ve still got our clothes on and you can’t see anything.”

“I’m not worried about me.”

Her grip fell away from his face and her back straightened. “You think I can’t resist you after just some kissing?”

Below Logan’s black blindfold, his lips peeled back in a smile. “You did mention it was your gateway drug.”

“Give me some credit. I bet I can handle it better than you can.”

His laugh said exactly how foolish he thought she was being. “Doubtful.”

Oh, this was about to get interesting. Evie was focused and driven. She hated to lose, and she’d told me Logan was the same. I could sense the challenge coming.

She sat perfectly still as his lips skimmed over her neck, trailing kisses. “You seem awfully sure of yourself, Logan.”

“If I wanted you to break your rule, we know I could get you to do it.”

She pulled even further back from him. “Oh, do we? By all means, boss, go ahead and try.”

Logan took a deep breath. “You sure?”

“I’m sure you’re overly confident, yeah.”

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