Page 96 of Tempt Her

That has her laughing, sipping her drink while I take charge—no more waiting for this.

“I want you to be certain—are you sure you want all three of us and for us to record it?”

A devilish grin curves across her pretty face. “Hell, yes. Record it. Talk dirty to me. Play with me however you want. I’m all yours. All three of you.”

She pauses, cocking her eyebrow. “But I want y’all to be certain too. What’s your oath together? That no one can break you? Promise me that I won’t break you three apart. I won’t play a part in another person’s pain.”

“All you’ve ever been is a good person,” Mateo answers first. “Yeah, good people can find themselves in bad situations, but this one is right. We’re right. All four of us together, and I ain’t scared of shit.”

“You make us stronger.” Luke jumps in. “They don’t wanna admit it, but we were missing something.Someone,and it’s you. I knew it the second I saw you, no matter his orders.”

Luke elbows me, but I can’t find the words as Stacey aims those blue eyes my way.

I try so fucking hard to look at her and see my future and not my past. That’s why I built that house on my land for her dad. That’s why I swallow down my rage around her evil husband because I want to kill him.

I didn’t think that after all these years, I could change. After all the control I have, that I’d ever let it go.

Lifting her chin, she lets the silence remain. She won’t back down until I answer her too.

Yes, I see a future.

And I want her in it.

“Tonight,” I answer her, “I’m in charge. You follow my orders like you said you wanted to.” Her pillow lips lift with consent. “But after? No one can breakus,and no one can breakyou. Is that the promise you want?”

“It’s the promise I’ll keep,” she says with eyes so fierce, and half of me wants to make love to her, like bury myself deep inside her and give her my damaged heart. But there’ll be time for that later.

Gently, I order her, “Finish your drink, then kneel on the ottoman.”

Luke gets up and taps the phones. One records our perspective from the opposing sofa. The other records from the side of all we plan on doing with her.

Finishing her whiskey, she sets the crystal tumbler down before following my orders. She walks around the oversized ottoman that’s practically the size of a bed between the sofas. Kneeling in front of us on it, her perfume of lavender and spice wafts our senses. Her sapphire eyes take us in, too, as she folds her hands in her lap and awaits her next order.

“God, baby, you look beautiful,” Mateo says what cripples us all.

She is. In that gold dress, with her eyes tempting and proud, she’s a goddess, and we live only to worship her.

Standing up, I take the sexy collar from my pocket. “It’s your choice.” I show her the black choker with a gold ring. “Do you want to wear this tonight?”

“No.” Licking her lips, Stacey wouldn’t back down from a speeding train. “I want toearnit tonight.”

Just the act of her lifting her hair, holding her golden locks up so I can buckle the collar on, securing it at the back of her neck.Damn.She owns me.Luke and Mateo hide theirs under their collars and ties for now.And they own me too.

Sitting back down, “Strip,” I gently order her only.

“Yes, sir,” she coos.

As sexy and slowly as she can, she drops one golden strap and then the other until her slip of a dress flutters over her knees.

“Goddamn, woman,” Luke huffs at her flesh bound in leather straps. At her nipples, we can see through the fine mesh. At her pussy that she’s completely stripped bare.

“Turn around,” I tell her, “bend over and press your cheek to the leather.”

Her grin could end time. “Yes, sir.” She loves this too much and is clearly the one in charge, but we crave the temporary roles.

On her knees, she turns with her back to us and then bows her cheek down.

My cock fills with blood at the sight. “Now spread your pussy open and tempt us like you love to do.”

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