Golden Binds - Page 41

“You’re manipulating me.”

“In the nicest possible way.” He studied her. “You look tired.”

“Well, some asshole woke me in the middle of the night by throwing pebbles at my window.” She rubbed at her forehead. She thought it might bruise.

“Come here.”

“What?”

He sighed. “Do you always question every order?”

“I don’t like orders.”

“You’re going to have to get used to them. I’m more easy-going than either of my brothers. When they give a command, they expect instant obedience. Especially Sawyer. And he has his way of punishing those who disobey him. But you’ve experienced that first hand.”

Her ass tingled in memory. “He’s a maniac.”

He grinned as he poured them both some wine. “Sometimes.”

“You can’t tell me he goes around spanking everyone who disobeys him.”

“Of course not.” He handed her the wine, and she took it automatically. “But you’re special.”

She couldn’t help it. It was stupid. But even knowing that, a surge of warmth filled her at his words. She gulped the wine, trying to cool herself down.

“Easy, darling. I don’t want you drunk. Just mellowed out.”

She narrowed her gaze. “You think plying me with alcohol will make it easier to get into my pants.”

“I don’t need the alcohol to get into your pants.” He stared down at her crossed legs. “You won’t wear those boxers around anyone but us.”

What the fuck?

“I’m not in the habit of entertaining people in my PJs.” Just because she was agreeing with him didn’t mean she was obeying him.

His gaze was dark. She shivered a little at the intensity. The heat. He held a forkful of food to her mouth.

“I can feed myself.”

“You’re taking too long. I don’t have all night.”

“I’m not sleeping with you.”

“No, you’re not.”

Well. Good. She was glad they’d cleared that up.

“I have no intentions of sleeping while I’m in your bed.”

Her breath sped up. He fed her another forkful. Her stomach was tied in knots, though, and she waved the next one away.

“You really are arrogant. What makes you think I want to have sex with you?”

“Oh, you want to. You can’t fake your reaction to me.” He glanced down at her chest. She followed his gaze, gasping as she saw the way her nipples were pressed against her top.

“It’s cold in here.”

He just smiled. He knew it wasn’t the cold causing her nipples to harden. He also knew she was damp, and her clit throbbed. Oh, she wanted him.

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