“What did you do, Little Demon?” Dean asks with a smile.
When Mason and Todd get to us, Dean wraps his arm around me so he can face me toward them. I bite his arm, and he instantly lets go, letting me take off running again.
“Lance!” I shriek when he leaps down the flight of stairs without touching a single step. When he gets to me, he grabs me and brings us both down to the ground before rolling and pinning me under his body with my arms above my head. “Lance Bennett Hudson! We are at work. There are people in this building.”
Lance laughs and kisses me on the tip of the nose before he lets me up so Mason can grab me. “Phone,” he demands.
“No,” I say with a smile and shake my head.
“Sadie,” he growls and steps toward me. I back up but run into someone. They wrap their arms around my center so Mason can feel my pockets. “Where is your phone, Sadie?”
I wiggle back against who I assume is Lance, and he tightens his grip on me. “It’s in my bra,” I laugh and wiggle against the body pressed against my back some more.
“Careful now, Sadie. We’re in public,” Todd says with a grave tone. I freeze when I realize it is, in fact,notLance holding me in place. My eyes are locked with Mason’s, and a clear look of lust burns in his eyes. My breath catches in my throat when Todd slides his hands up my sides. Mason’s smile turns devious when Todd’s hands move to cup my breasts, gently squeezing. He slips his hand into my shirt to slowly feel around for my phone. I whimper softly when his fingers graze across my nipple, and his breathy yet quiet laugh sends a chill up my spine. “Let’s see what you’re hiding from us, Sadie.”
Todd pulls my phone out and hands it to Mason. I lunge to grab it, but Todd promptly grabs my wrists to cross my arms over my body. “Mason, please,” I plead.
“Why don’t you want us to see what you and Stacy have talked about?” Todd asks, still holding onto me.
“Because it means that my parents were right about me,” I say quietly.
Mason ignores that statement and unlocks my phone. He starts reading messages aloud. I go to say something, but Todd covers my mouth with his hand. As soon as I am about to bite his hand, his threatening tone stops me.
“I will bend you over these stairs right now if you bite me,” Todd growls.
Mason continues to read, and I close my eyes to try and center myself when he gets to the part of my conversation with Stacy when we were talking about Todd and his... equipment. Todd is lightly kissing and biting my neck as he reads. It takes everything in me not to openly moan as he teases me. After a while, Mason has read enough to understand that Stacy and I are on the same page and that we both want to be fucked by all of them while blindfolded.
“What is her punishment for trying to hide her fantasies?” Todd asks Mason. Lance and Dean chuckle when I try to wiggle out of Todd’s hold on me. I give up because he won’t budge.
“Eh. Use your imagination,” Mason says nonchalantly.
“Perfect,” Todd says. “Sadie?”
“Todd?” I say flatly.
“How far is too far?” he asks seriously.
“Do your worst. How bad could it be?” I say with a bratty tone.
Todd chuckles and releases my wrists to slip his hand down the front of my pants. “Oh fuck,” I gasp when he starts to rub my clit. He finds a rhythm that makes my knees weak. My breathing is quickened, and I am trying to keep my noises to a minimum. Every moan and whimper I make echoes through the stairwell.
“Is this what you were thinking about in the shower when you made yourself come on Saturday?” Todd asks quietly. “You’re not nearly as quiet as you think you are, Sadie.”
Todd covers my mouth as moans slip out of me. My thighs start to shake as everything is reaching a peak, but just as I am about to fall, he abruptly stops and pulls away from me altogether. Lance, Dean, and Mason laugh when I whine and stomp my foot in frustration.
“Asshole,” I grumble.
“I think it’s about time you get back to work, little lady,” Todd says as he smacks my ass, making me yelp. I snatch my phone from Mason, glaring at him.
“This camping trip is going to be fun,” Dean says with amusement in his voice.
“You three have a meeting with Del and Ben soon,” I say, still slightly breathless.
“Actually...” Lance says. “You do. We have a call to get on for marketing.”
“What? Why?” I ask. “I wasn’t planning on leaving the office.”
“Well... You are now,” he says. “You should get going.”
