Page 20 of Beneath the Blindfold

The dark back seat glowed with soft light when Logan began tapping on his screen, and then a slow, seductive beat began.

“Come on,” I said to her, my voice going husky. “Let’s see if we can get Logan to come in his pants.” How would Evie beg him for sex if he were already spent?

Logan’s tone was dark. “You’re hilarious. That won’t happen, so there’s no need to try.”

“Logan,” Dominic barked. “Shut the fuck up.”

I grinned. Dominic hadn’t gotten to see Evie and me together, after all. It was only fair.

“Okay.” She flashed a smile as she shook her head. “Get ready for the least sexy lap dance ever.”

I’d cut her some slack. She was a little drunk. Even though the limo was spacious, it was still the interior of a car and didn’t leave much room. Plus, it was in motion and she had an audience.

But when she sat down on my lap and stared at me, like that was all she had, I laughed. “Yeah, don’t quit your day job.”

“Yes, please don’t,” Logan quipped.

Evie leaned over and put a hand on his leg to stabilize herself. “I wouldn’t dream of it, boss.”

I hadn’t lied at the club; I was exhausted. So I needed to get the show going if I had any hope of getting Logan turned on enough to ask her to break her rule. My palm slid up her spine, and I buried my fingers in her soft, thick hair, only to clench a fistful and tug her head back. A startled noise erupted from her when I planted my lips on the side of her throat, right where her pulse pounded.

Both men straightened, and the mood in the back seat snapped from playful to serious in an instant. My other hand cupped the side of her face, holding her still as I sucked on her neck, and her heartbeat raced.

“Oh.” It escaped from Evie on the lightest of sighs.

She smelled like citrus. The tip of my nose traced her delicate skin, and I exhaled. It drew a shiver from her, and power rose in my belly. I’d learned how much I liked being in control the first night Akira let me have it over his submissive Yuriko. Dominic wouldn’t have an issue now, but how much control would Logan let me take?

Without releasing my hold, I softened my grip on the hair at the nape of her neck, giving her just enough leash so she could see both men gazing at us. Their lustful expressions only fed my power.

“Can I touch her?” I asked Logan, knowing his response would dictate what kind of response I got from her. If he were into it, she’d allow it. My hand not in her hair crept down to rest on her collarbone, and my fingers edged just inside the shoulder of her dress. Hinting exactly where I wanted to go.

“If it’s okay with Evie.”

It was a dangerous game I hadn’t intended to play again, but I couldn’t stop myself. The pads of my fingers glided over her smooth skin, traveling down the fabric of her dress until the round globe of her breast was in my hand.

She didn’t stop me, thank God. Over the song playing on Logan’s phone, I heard both men’s breathing pick up.

“Shit,” she mumbled. “What are we doing?” Only she arched her sexually starved body into my touch.

“Just having some fun.” I squeezed and her nipple harden beneath her bra.So responsive.My mouth went back to her throat, and as I moved up, she turned her head down . . .

Our lips met.Shekissed me.

Her warm, soft mouth tasted like champagne and sin, and her hands cupped my face. Passionate. Delicate fingers brushed my cheek, and abruptly she shifted in my lap. Moving so she could straddle my legs, and devote all of her attention to me. Did she have the same thought as I did?

Either way, it was thrilling. Once again her skirt was almost to her hips, giving a hint of the dark panties she wore beneath. The new position made it easier to touch her tits, which I did. Her full C-cup breasts were so different from Yuriko’s.

Evie rocked in my lap, stirring her hips, and grinding against me to the beat of the music.

“So you do know how to give a lap dance.” Both of my hands massaged her breasts, pushing them together. “I think you should take off your dress.”

Her eyes grew big.

“Nice try,” Logan said. “You’ve had your fun, Payton.” A surprised noise choked in Evie’s throat when Logan grabbed her around the waist and hauled her into his lap, his eyes glinting with determination. “Dominic, do you mind if we sit there?”

He didn’t. As soon as Logan was gone, carrying Evie to the seat in the rear, Dominic took his seat beside me. The song faded out and another replaced it. This one was still sexy, but sounded dirtier.Perfect.

“I need the blindfolds.” It was an order from Logan.

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