“Maybe,” she said, giving him a shaky smile. He must be a force of nature in an interrogation room. She certainly felt ready to confess her darkest secrets to him. “I haven’t seen this side of you yet.”
“I didn’t have any right to show it to you.” His lips curved as he reached out and drew the tip of his finger along the edge of her collar. “But feel free to tell me to back off.”
She gave a little shake of her head. “Don’t want to.”
“Good, because you know what I’ve been trying to do all night?” His tone and touch were soft, hypnotizing, lulling her into some suspended state between reality and dream.
She held his smoky gaze, her breathing loud in her own ears. “What’s that?”
“Been trying to make myself go back to the main house and find someone for me to spend the weekend with like I should. Give you and Jace some privacy. But instead . . .” His gaze slid down the length of her, making every inch prickle with awareness. “All I could think about was how the person I wanted was already here. How I’d rather watch you with Jace and listen to your sexy screams tonight even knowing I couldn’t have you.”
His words snaked over her, stirring urges she thought had been exhausted for the night. Now she knew what it felt like to be truly and utterly seduced. There was no other word for it. “Well, now you can.”
His smile was slow, confident, his whole demeanor a shocking departure from the easy-going guy in the hot tub. It was as if she could feel the dominance rising within him, a floodgate being unlocked. “Indeed I can. But you’re not sure that’s what you want right now.”
She blinked, his words not registering for a second.
“What? I . . . Yes, I want . . . But I’m—” Her words came out a jumbled mess. There was no doubt she wanted to pull Andre down to her, feel his mouth on hers, touch him. But there was a tug in her chest, a strange urge to ask Jace first even though he’d already given her permission. She glanced over at the door to Jace’s bedroom.
He followed her gaze. “Ah, bella. It comes so naturally to you already, doesn’t it?”
She turned her focus back to him, her brows knitted. “What do you mean?”
He brushed her hair off her forehead and smoothed her brow. “To be loyal to your dom. To make sure that what you want will please him as well.”
She started to deny it, but snapped her mouth shut when the accuracy of his words set in.
“It’s beautiful to see. And hard to resist.” He bent and put his lips to hers, a gentle press, a taste with a promise of more. She laid her palms against his chest, enjoying the pounding of his heart beneath her fingers and the feel of his mouth on hers. So different from Jace’s, but no less potent. He pulled back way too soon. “But I’m going to.”
She stared at him in shock. “What?”
He palmed her hip, drew her against him, and let her feel just how aroused he was. “Believe me, there’s nothing more I’d like to do right now than lay you out on this rug and taste and touch every inch of you.”
She sucked in a breath, her panties instantly dampening as he molded her against him.
“But, you’ve had a long night, and I don’t want you going into anything with doubts.” He eased away from her. “I’ll wait until tomorrow when Jace can be here with us, too.”
“But all night you’ve been—”
“Tortured?” he asked with a smirk.
“Basically.”
“I’ll be fine. I’ve been on stakeouts that lasted for weeks and have interrogated suspects for hours on end, all with just a smidgen of a chance that I’ll get what I want.” He put his hand out to her again. “So, I can be infinitely patient when the end result is worth it.”
There was an underlying warning in his words. She could only imagine what that level of patience and self-control could mean in a D/s situation. A guy who wasn’t rushing to get to the finale. One that could erotically torment his sub until he or she couldn’t be pushed any further. She took his hand. “Must make you a formidable master.”
“Hmm, guess you’ll find out,” he said, pulling her to his side. “Now, let’s get you to bed before I make a liar out of myself.”
Knowing it was no use protesting further, she followed him to the other side of the cabin and into his room. It was almost a mirror image of Jace’s, except that the bed at the center was bigger than any she’d ever seen before and was half covered with file folders and papers. “Holy crap, that thing is huge.”
“Always what a guy wants to hear when a woman walks into his bedroom.”
She rolled her eyes.
“It’s a custom bed meant to serve the polyamorous of the world. You put two big guys and a woman in a king bed, it gets a little tight.”
Yeah, she remembered that from the few times she’d slept in Daniel and Marcus’s bed. “Do you and Jace usually sleep all together with the woman you’re sharing?”