Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16919 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16919 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 85(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Bridger considers my disheveled state, possession burning in his deep blue eyes. But what does he desire? To take me himself? Or to watch his brother have me? “I’ll cancel our meetings so we can take Zoe to her new home. Be ready in five.”
3
Bridger
I thought watching Jacob and Zoe kiss would be hot.
I had no idea it would enflame me like this.
This apparent voyeur kink of mine has manifested itself quickly and now I burn to get them inside the hotel room. To sit back, like the captain of a ship, and pull the strings. I sit between them in the back of the limousine now with a possessive hand on Zoe’s inner thigh, my brother watching me stroke her lightly with my fingertips. There’s jealousy already among the three of us, going in half a dozen directions and as the oldest, most experienced one of us, I know it’s up to me to lay down the ground rules.
The last thing I want is anything to come between me and Jacob.
We had a rocky relationship growing up, me being the responsible one, him the hell-raiser who never got approval from our father. Now he seeks it from me. And I like giving it to him. I like seeing his tattooed chest go solid with pride. We’ve never talked about the dynamic between us. Or whether or not it’s healthy for him to work so hard for my admiration and me to enjoy giving it to him so much, but it works for us. In its own confusing way.
Now that dynamic is translating to our mutual infatuation with Zoe.
It feels as though there is a certain line being crossed with me and Jacob, but hell if I can do anything about it. There’s something here. Something wild and dark between the three of us, and it demands to be pursued.
I pick up Zoe’s hand and bring it across my lap, laying her palm on my brother’s thigh, rubbing it up and down the sinewy muscles he spends hours a day honing in the gym. He’s instantly erect, his head falling back against the seat.
“Let’s talk about what we each need,” I say quietly in the dark, air-conditioned interior. “I’ll go first. I liked watching you together.” My own cock stiffens at the memory of Jacob between Zoe’s gorgeous thighs, his face twisted up in pain, his hands clawing at her hips. “And I’ve always liked…anticipation. I might watch you together more than once without finishing myself. Maybe three times. Four. But then…” I clear my throat. “I will require her to come to me. Alone. And I’ll take my pound of flesh.”
Jacob narrows his eyes at me. “Why alone?”
“I like watching. But I doubt I’d like being watched.”
“How will you know unless you try?
“Eager to see how I look doing it, brother?”
Jacob turns quickly to stare out the window. “Fine. I agree to those terms.”
Zoe’s laugh is kind of hysterical. “You’re really just going to discuss me like I’m a…bike? Of which you share joint custody?” She pulls her hand out of mine, crosses her arms and twists away to face the opposite window. “I think I was the victim of temporary insanity back at the office. This can’t be a-a regular thing. We’re stepsiblings. As if that isn’t enough, I work for you. This is a human resources nightmare.”
“She’s funny,” Jacob remarks, a dimple popping up in his cheek. “She forgets what it was like when we kissed. Maybe I need to remind her.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll get your chance.”
“No,” Zoe snaps. “He won’t.”
My lips twitch. Does she have any idea how adorable she is when she’s pissed? “While you’re already being disagreeable, Zoe, you won’t be bungee jumping tomorrow morning, either. I’ll have a desk set up in the reception room. You’ll be our mutual assistant.”
“Good thinking,” Jacob says, stalking the girl with his eyes from across the seat. “No way she’s putting herself in danger like that. Not happening.”
Her spine straightens. “But your mother and I overruled you.”
“Zoe, she’d have to physically drag you away from us for that to happen. I doubt she’d attempt such an extreme,” I say. “Besides, I’d fire every technician who dared strap you into a fucking harness. She can vote however she wants. You’re not jumping off any cliffs.”
“Amen.”
“Please,” Zoe asks, turning once again to face us in the seat. “I’m not an office girl. I need to be outside or I’m going to be suffocated. I live to jump off cliffs. It’s right at the top of my bucket list. I was so excited to have a job I actually liked.”
Jacob shakes his head. “Zoe…”
She runs a finger down the center of my chest, toying with buttons along the way. “I’ll agree to the arrangement if you let me be the product tester.”