with pain.
Jace switched off the vibration, giving her a second to catch her breath, and tapped her ankle again. In automatic mode now, she lifted each foot and he tugged on another pair of panties—a thong with a tighter fit that pressed snugly against the vibrator. The pressure made her even more aware of the toy.
Jace smoothed her skirt back down. That’s when she realized they weren’t staying here at all. There’d be no need for any extra layers.
She wet her lips. “Can I ask where we’re going?”
“You can, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to answer you,” Jace said.
“Smartass.”
He laughed. “Our captive isn’t very polite.”
“That’s okay,” Andre said, close enough for his breath to tickle her cheek. “I don’t mind her putting up a fight. We both know who’s going to win.”
She shivered at the threat. Because she knew exactly who always won when she let go of her reservations and put her trust in these two. She did.
Didn’t make it easier to let go of her natural need for control, though. “Two days, guys, seriously. I love you and I’m usually game for anything, but two days is all I can afford to take off. I have—”
A hand pressed over her lips again. “Enough,
bella
. You’re ours. Neither of us is asking permission to be penciled in on your schedule. You’re coming with us for as long as we require.”
Part of her still wanted to protest more about this not being a good time, that she had things to do, that maybe she wasn’t in the right headspace for this anyway. But the other part of her trusted that they had her best interests in mind. They were probably taking her for a night or two at The Ranch. Work could wait for a couple of days. And this would be way more fun.
Because another highly effective way to chase away melancholy feelings was a whole different kind of To-Do list—one where she only had to follow instructions, one where she surrendered it all, where everything else fell away and she could settle into the sweet refuge of submission to these men.
There the worries couldn’t touch her.
At least for a little while.
She lowered her head. “When do we leave?”
“Now. Wyatt said the jet would be ready to go by noon.”
Her head snapped up.
“Jet?”
Jace stepped around her and kissed her nose. “Welcome to your kidnapping, love. Hope you enjoy the flight.”
Chapter 6
Jace sat back in his seat and got ready to press the button to call the flight attendant and ask for lunch to be served. This was definitely the way to travel. When his father had stepped down from the CEO position of the family’s financial company and sold the business, his brother¸ Wyatt, had taken over the company’s private jet since he and his wife, Kelsey, liked to travel on a whim. And he’d told Jace he could use it whenever he wanted.
Jace hadn’t been all that interested since the high-roller stuff really wasn’t his thing. He’d left that wealthy world when his dad had disowned him, and he hadn’t looked back. But even he had to admit this was a pretty sweet ride—especially when it meant he didn’t have to hide what was going on from anyone. Wyatt had assured him the flight crew was very discreet and wouldn’t appear unless called. They were used to Wyatt and Kelsey’s kinky ways.
So, Jace was fully enjoying the sight of Evan sitting across from him, blindfolded and pink-cheeked from the orgasm he’d just given her via the remote-controlled vibrator. Andre sat next to her, unlocking her cuffs as she came down from her high, his erection outlined against his jeans and his jaw tight. It was taking a lot of restraint for Andre not to pounce on Evan. Hell, it was taking every ounce of Jace’s self-control not to do the same. But they’d promised to feed her before they touched her again.
“I may not survive this trip if we keep going at this rate,” Evan said on a panted breath. She tilted her head back against the seat and it pushed her breasts
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