Bind Me (Private Listing #2)

“Together?” Noah asks. “Like at the same time?”

Blake chuckles. “That would never work.”

“Why not?” Seth leans in. “I like to watch and give commands. You like to dominate a woman and punish her when she misbehaves. Noah likes to tie girls up and make them beg for release. And Coop?—‍”

“I like to fuck.” I lean in and clink my glass against Seth’s. “I might have a mild exhibitionist streak and enjoy fun and games in the bedroom. But why can’t we just grab some strange once in a while to curb our needs?”

“Most women aren’t up for me tying them up on the first night.” Noah runs his finger down his glass before lifting his gaze to mine. “I have to work them up to it.”

“Same.” Blake leans on his elbows. “College girls are experimental but even they have limits.”

“If we find a woman that would work for all of us, why not play with her? Together or apart. It doesn’t really matter.” Seth’s eyes burn with the fire of his idea.

“No woman is going to agree to that.” Blake shakes his head.

I smirk. “Challenge accepted.”

“What the fuck, fuckboy?” Blake leans back in his chair.

“I’m going to go get that hottie I’ve been eye fucking all night.” I stand and straighten my clothes before combing a hand through my hair. “Let’s see how experimental this girl might be.”

Seth nods. I turn to Noah.

“Fuck, you’re going to do it no matter what I say, but fine.” Noah shrugs. “I got nothing to lose.”

“Blake?” I arch an eyebrow at him and wrap my arm around his shoulder to turn him to see the brunette I mean. “Look at that ass. I bet she’ll let me fuck that while you take her pussy for a ride. Isn’t college about experimenting?”

“Only if she’s sober and consenting.” Blake takes a drink. “He’s a fucking lawsuit waiting to happen.”

I flash him a grin. “Give me a minute.”

I walk over to the brunette as she’s taking a sip of whatever fruity concoction she has. “Hey.”

She smiles and lowers her drink. “Hi.”

“Didn’t we have economics together two years ago?” I study her face like I’m trying to remember. I mean she could have been in that class.

She sighs. “No, but I wish I did.”

“You would have made a boring class so much better.” I give her my devastating smile.

“I’m Amy.” She holds out her hand.

“Cooper.” I take her hand and lift her knuckles to my lips, pressing a kiss to them. “You can call me Coop.”

She steps in closer. “It’s nice to meet you, Coop.”

I keep her hand in mine and tease her fingers.

Her dark eyes darken more.

“Can I buy you a drink, Amy? My friends and I are having a discussion that we definitely need a woman’s view on. Care to join us?”

She bites her lip and looks toward our table. Her eyes widen a little, but not in fear. She glances at her friends who have moved closer to the dance area. “I could bring my friends?”

Doubt is in her voice.

I step in closer. “You don’t have to. We just want to talk to you.”