"Grant thinks you wanted to have a threesome." He said softly as his tongue licked down my stomach and stopped at the top of the pants he'd given me to wear earlier.
"No, of course not." I shook my head. "I don't want that." Just because I'd thought that they'd wanted it didn't mean I did. No, not at all. Especially now that I was pretty sure Grant was a psycho. Now, I couldn't lie to myself about Tyler. I wanted him badly.
"Good." He nodded. "That's not what I want either."
"What do you want?" I looked into his eyes and searched for an answer.
"It's not about what I want." He rolled away from me and stood up.
"Where are you going?" I watched as he walked to the closet and opened it. My heart raced as I worried he would see the letters I'd put back. However, he didn't even look at the top shelf. Instead, he pulled out some knee-high stockings, a black bra, some black panties, a pair of black heels and a lace piece of material.
"I want you to put these on." He handed them to me. "And put the lace over your face."
"Over my face?"
"I want you to cover your eyes." He nodded, a smirk on his face. "I want to make sure you can't see."
"Why?" I frowned and sat up, brushing my hair away from my face as I stared at him.
"This is a test."
"A test?"
"A test to see who you really want."
"What?" I frowned. "And stop looking at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Like you can see into my soul."
"Oh, but I can Evie."
"No you can't." I bit my lower lip nervously as I touched the delicate garments he had handed me. "And I don't understand why you want me to wear these items."
"I already told you." He laughed. "It's a test. You're going to put these items on and you're going to lie on the floor with your legs in the air and wait."
"Wait for what?"
"You'll know when I'm ready for you."
"You just want me to lie there and wait."
"I want you to lie there and wait for me."
"On the ground?" I trembled, as he licked his lips.
"Yes, on the ground by the door. There's a cool breeze that comes through the door. I want you to lie there and imagine it's my tongue."
"Why?"
"I want you to lie there on your back with your legs in the air waiting to be f**ked. I want your pu**y to throb with sweet anticipation. I want your ni**les to harden waiting to be touched. I want your stomach to churn with excitement. I want your heart to beat fast with every sound you hear. I want your body to experience the exhilaration of not knowing what's going to come next."
"Then you're going to touch me?" I whispered and stared at his lips. How could I say no to him when I was already wet?
"I'll only touch you, if it's me you want."
"What?"
"As you lie there waiting, your body will tell you who you're craving."
"How?" I asked him stupidly. I already knew who my body was craving, though I didn't understand how I could want to be with Tyler so badly.
"Because when you feel the first touch of a finger or a feather, someone's face will pop into your mind. Then you'll know who you really want."
"I don't understand." I shook my head in confusion. Wasn't it going to be him touching me?
"You won't know if it's me or Grant touching you."
"What?" My jaw dropped. "I don't understand." I dropped the underwear on the bed. "Both of you are going to touch me?" I shivered. "Isn't that considered a threesome?"
"No." He shook his head. "Only one of us will touch you. You will not know who."
"I can't just lie there and wait." I stumbled over my words, excitement coursing through my body. "I can't let someone touch me and not know who."
"Why not?" He ran his fingers across my lips roughly. "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid of anything." I shook my head. "Why am I here? Am I just a sex toy? Is that why Grant won't let me leave?"
"You're here because you met Grant at a bachelor party. He offered you five grand for a dance and you slept with him." He shrugged and I could hear a tinge of anger in his voice.
"So why are you coming on to me?" I snapped.
"Because I think you made a mistake with Grant."
"Why would you think that?"
"Because you want me." He smiled smugly and leaned in. "You want me to f**k you so badly, I can see it in your eyes."
"No, I don't." I swallowed hard. "Where's Grant?"
"Do you really want to be with him? Didn't you say he was crazy?"