Page 77 of Deeper

“Oh, baby, careful what you ask for from men you pick up in bars.”

She purrs in approval of his words, which makes my skin crawl and urges my feet forward. I’m not so lost in my jealousy that I reveal myself, though. I stop when I reach the end that still blocks me. My hands press against the smooth laminate of the gray-painted wall, and with caution, I peer around the corner.

My stomach flops at what I see.

The woman, who is in nothing but some skimpy lingerie, lies atop the sheets, and her wrists are bound to the headboard above her. Callen straddles her. His bare back taunts me, and his hand touches her lip while he leans in closer to her. She raises her mouth to his, but he straightens and pulls back before she can connect at the same moment I raise my phone.

Click. I capture the compromising position of her being restrained to the bed.

“Not yet. You’re too eager.”

“Now, you want to play hard to get? After filling my head with all your dirty promises downstairs, demanding I strip down so that you could handcuff me? Don’t slow things down now with your cock pressed against me, and I’m entirely vulnerable to you. Kiss me like you promised downstairs in the bar. Kiss me and make me feel good.”

“Yes, Callen. Kiss her.” I step out from behind the wall.

Callen doesn’t even startle. He grinds his hips against the woman, and she lets out a noise between a moan and a startled cry. The mix of pleasure and shock in her voice causes a pulsing between my legs.

“Took you long enough.” Callen doesn’t even look over at me.

“I wanted to see how far you’d go.”

“Is this far enough, Little Bird?”

“Not. Even. Close.”

“What the fuck is going on here?”

I move to the side of the bed, and her eyes follow me while I answer her, “He’s attractive, isn’t he? In a way that’s rare. It isn’t just his sharp jawline or his perfectly messy hair. The muscles and the abs are great, too. But that isn’t it. There is just something about him. It was like you were the only girl in the room to him, wasn’t it? The seduction in his tone is crippling. His hot words and smoldering stare made your pussy wet. Isn’t that right?”

Click.

I snap a close-up of her face, and her eyes widen when she realizes what I just did.

“Are you his girlfriend? Look, I’m sorry. He never told me he was taken. Just unlock me, and I’ll leave you two to sort this out.”

“Callen, am I going to unlock her?”

“No, baby, you’re not.”

The bed creaks when I put my weight on it. The woman pulls against her restraints and attempts to edge away from me. My lips touch her ear, and she shivers.

“I’m very happy you were in the bar today. You’re a gorgeous woman. What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Elena.”

I pull back, and my fingers trace the space between her skin and the cuffs. “That’s a beautiful name.”

“Look, I’m not sure what’s happening here. But I’m not opposed to a threesome. I’ve been with girls in the past. The cuffs and the mystery are scaring me a little, but if you just let me go, then we can have some fun.”

I look back and see Callen still on top of her. His cock strains against his boxer briefs and is pressed directly against the apex of her legs. His hands hold her hips still, and his sight locks on me intently. I can’t take my eyes off the place where their bodies connect.

Click.

The view. The tantalizing, erotic view of him pressed against her.

“Elena, baby, there won’t be a threesome tonight,” I clarify.

“Then, what do you want?”

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