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Chapter Twelve
Archer
Thankfully, Rhylie enters our suite without giving the butler any trouble. It seems, for the sake of the butler at least, that she is on her best behaviour. Good.
I tip him generously and tell him to leave us for the evening. We can take care of things from here. I don’t miss the dubious look he throws towards Ms. Hall, though. I almost want to laugh outright; from what my brothers have told me, and the little I’ve already seen of her, she’s feisty as fuck and could easily take on the three of us. Hell, he should probably be worrying about us, not her.
He leaves, and she saunters over to the bar and fixes herself a brandy to match ours. Done, she takes a seat on the chesterfield sofa opposite us and reclines like she doesn’t have a care in the world. The devil may care attitude, combined with her tardiness, has my anger blazing up inside me, but I bite my tongue and wait her out. I’ll play the game. I can make her pay later.
“Care to explain why you were so late?” Bennet’s tone is ice and I watch Rhylie closely.
She swallows nervously, before flicking her long dark hair back and giving him a haughty stare.
“I was washing my hair,” she smirks.
Her flippant defiance stirs my cock and I bite back a smile.
Oh yes, she’s trouble alright.
She appears slightly more docile towards Cole than Bennet, but I’m pretty sure that’s an act.
This chick is feisty as fuck and I love it!
I lounge back in my chair, crossing my arms and ankles, ready to watch the show unfold.
“Funny,” Bennet drawls, looking less than amused. “But this is a work event. You’re on company time.”
“Pretty sure you’ll just dock the time missed out of my wages, too,” she replies with a shit-eating grin. She sends a sly look Cole’s way and then adds, “or you can punish me again.”
“Safe word?” Cole asks, raising an eyebrow in her direction.
“Red,” she replies without hesitation.
Simultaneously, my brothers and I rise to our feet. I watch Ms. Hall’s hand shake as she necks the rest of her brandy.
Game on, I grin.
In two short steps I’ve crossed over to her chair, pulled her up into my arms and I am kissing the shit out of her. She gives a surprised little gasp that makes me rock hard and gives me the opportunity to slip my tongue between her lips to deepen the kiss. My tattooed hands fist her loose hair and her arms snake around my neck as she relaxes into me.
Fuck, she feels good. Tastes good, too. I love the way she melts in my arms like she trusts me already.
“You need to be punished, though,” Cole tells Rhylie as we break apart, breathing hard.
Fuck that. I just want to take this woman right now. Fuck playing games and teaching lessons. I want her. Bad.
Bennet reaches into his jacket and pulls out a red satin blindfold. It’s a dead match to our bow ties, and Rhylie’s dress. It looks like it was made from the same material - it’s that perfect. Bennet grins seductively at Rhylie and approaches her slowly.
She gulps nervously, but I see the way her gaze heats and dances with excitement. She wants this; she wants to play.
My cock throbs.
Maybe I can be a little patient after all.
Bennet slips the blindfold over Rhylie’s eyes and her nipples instantly harden, showing clearly through the thin fabric of her dress. I want to kiss her again, but my brother gets there first, lacing his fingers through her curls and roughly tilting her head back for better access. The way she groans and melts into his touch turns me on even more.
So, she likes it a little rough. Guess I should have known that based on the redness of her ass earlier.
Cole catches my eye and readjusts himself, so I’m glad to see I’m not the only one she has an effect on.
