God, she was so close…
His hand tightened in her hair, forcing her to arch her back even more, the position a forcible reminder of exactly how little control she had. “You’ve been craving this for so long, I can tell. And I’m only too happy to give you exactly what you need.” He fucked her with his fingers, all the while keeping up the maddening circling of her clit, until her breath sobbed from her lungs and the room spun around her. He twisted his wrist. “Come for me. Now.”
And, God help her, she did.
He didn’t stop, drawing out the delicious shivers she couldn’t seem to control. Ridley moaned again. “God, Will, that feels so good.”
He froze, his fingers still knuckle deep inside her. “What did you just call me?”
Confusion rose, drowning out the pleasure of his hands on her. “What? I thought…” She trailed off, suddenly terrified to finish that sentence. It was Will here with her. It had to be Will. The alternative was too horrifying to even contemplate.
Rough hands ripped the blindfold from her head, leaving her blinking, trying to adjust to the assault of light on her eyes. She tried to focus on the man standing in front of her, to prove her fears were completely unfounded.
But then he moved and reality came crashing down on her. “Garrett?”
…
Garrett stared at Ridley, horror taking the place of need. When she called out his brother’s name, he’d recognized that voice, though the last time he’d heard her use that tone was years ago, and she’d been calling out his name.
Big brown eyes blinked up at him. Holy shit. He’d just been acting out one of his top fantasies without even knowing it.
And she’d thought he was Will.
There was so much wrong with this picture, he didn’t know where to start. The rational side of him knew he had no right to the hurt spiraling up with each breath, but it changed nothing. He sat back, even though the temptation was there to keep going, driving her out of her mind now that her eyes were wide open and she knew exactly whose hands were on her.
He couldn’t do it. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
Ridley flipped her hair over her shoulder, an impressive move considering she was still tied seven ways to Sunday. “I’d think that’s obvious.”
The pieces all clicked into place. “You were going to seduce Will.” When she didn’t deny it, he could actually feel the blood pounding in his temples. “You have no idea what you signed up for.” She didn’t look at him, so he took her chin and forced her to. “Will would eat you alive.”
“Maybe I would have liked it.”
The pounding in his ears got louder. He’d wanted this woman in his bed since he was young enough not to know what to do with her if it had ever happened. “You’d safe-out inside of five minutes.” He waited, but she just gritted her teeth and glared. “He’d get off on marking up your pale skin and hearing you scream.”
It wasn’t strictly the truth, since his brother was more than capable of taking on a shiny new sub without traumatizing the hell out of her. But this wasn’t just any sub. This was Ridley. She wasn’t the type to enjoy being on the receiving end of the things he did.
Unless he was wrong and Ridley really did want the darker edge?
The ugly feeling in Garrett’s chest got worse. “Why Will? He’s got women throwing their panties at him already. What makes you think you would be the one to make him settle down?” Every second she stayed silent, glaring at him like this was all his fault, drove his temper closer to the surface. “Tell me right fucking now, Ridley. Why Will?”
She lifted her chin. “Because he’s everything you aren’t.”
He jerked back, feeling like she’d reached out and slapped him. She would think that, wouldn’t she? And the worst part was that she wasn’t wrong. Will hadn’t broken and run at the first chance he’d gotten. He wasn’t the one who’d blown it with Ridley in a way that ensured no second chances.
No, that had been all Garrett.
He went to work untying her, doing his damnedest not to notice how good the ropes looked against her skin. It didn’t matter, because this shit was over. The temptation was there to push, to see if he could seduce another orgasm out of her. Inexcusable. He’d walked away from her eight years ago for her own damn good, and going back on it now would be a mistake.
Or that was what he told himself as he coiled up the rope and dropped it next to the trunk at the end of the bed. He knew he should keep his mouth shut, but he couldn’t seem to manage it. “Not Will, Ridley. Anyone but him.”