Page 41 of The Plan

I slightly shake my head, and he moves his hand further up my inner thigh. We’re holding each other’s gaze when he reaches the bottom of my skirt. “Here?” I shake my head no again, and he smirks while he puts his hand up my skirt.

He’s almost where I want him when he stops again. “Did you change your mind?” For a quick second, I thought he meant if I wanted him to stop, but that’s not what he meant. “Are we official or not, Vidia?”

This again? Ugh. I hate this game of his and don’t feel like playing anymore, so I ignore him. He moves his hand up just a bit and very lightly brushes his thumb over my heat. He slowly inches a bit closer so our lips are practically touching, but then moves his head to my ear.

“Answer me.” I don’t. If I do, he won’t like my answer and he’ll stop, and that’s the last thing I want right now. In an effort to distract him, I snake my hands inside his shirt and kiss his neck, but when I do, he moves his thumb from my pussy and puts his hand around my neck, lightly pushing me off.

“Yes or no, Vidia.” He’s so damn stubborn; this will never work in my favor. He moves from my ear so he can look at me again as he keeps his hand around my throat.

“You already know my answer, Sire, but—”

“Yes or—”

“No.” As soon as my answer leaves my mouth, he pulls away completely and takes a step back. I somehow feel cold without him being so close. I let out a frustrated sigh, and he bites back a smile. Fine, if that’s how he wants to play it.

“You got me all worked up. Are you sure you don’t want to finish what you started?” He gives my body a slow sweep like he’s actually considering it.

When his eyes meet mine again, he asks, “Has your answer changed?” Asshole.

“No.”

“Then you can finish what I started yourself.”

I smirk and hop off the counter. “I'm sure you’d like to watch.”

He pokes his inner cheek with his tongue while scoffing. “I’m sure you want me to, and I will.” He pauses, then adds, “Once you’re mine.”

Or he can stop being stubborn and just watch now. “Well, I'm not, but I’m sure there’s someone here who would love to finish what you started.” I watch all the playfulness leave his eyes as I go to walk away.

I don’t get too far because he steps in my way. I look up at him, and he’s dead serious. “I dare you.” There’s a coldness in his voice that sends a chill up my spine. I can’t help but try him either way.

“I think you should take that back. You know I don’t back down from dares, Gryffindor.”

“Play with me if you want, Vidia.” He immediately fires back. Oh, I definitely want to. I give him a wink and exit the kitchen. As I’m leaving, a few of his teammates start talking to him, giving me the chance to escape.

“I gotta give it to you, bro. This shit is working a bit too well.” I look back, and it’s Brent.

“I already told you that’s not what I’m doing.”

I feel my brows furrow at whatever they're talking about, but I keep walking. Sire sounds annoyed, but I can’t tell if it’s from whatever Brent is talking about or the conversation he and I just had.

When I turn back around, I bump right into someone. “You okay there, pretty girl?” I look up, and it’s Jayden again. I give him a smile as he helps me steady myself.

“I’m good, babe, thanks.”

He doesn’t respond and is staring at the laces that are keeping my skirt together. “One pull and these come undone, huh?” Hesounds like he’s just thinking out loud, and I bite back a smile, knowing Sire is most likely watching me.

I place my hand on his chest and tippy-toe up to his ear. “They look pretty cool when you unravel them. Wanna see?” His eyes lock on mine, and I know I got him. He takes my hand and guides me up the stairs.Easy ass.

We walk into the bathroom, and I make sure the door isn’t locked, then hop on the counter of the sink. He starts pulling the string that's keeping my skirt together, but I stop him, knowing we have less than a minute left in here.

“You first,” I say, and he smirks, undoing his belt. He moves to his button, then his zipper, and as soon as he starts pulling his pants down, the door flies open. Dammit, this would have been a lot more fun if he caught us with his dick out.

“Yo, bro—”

“Get the fuck out.” His tone sends a chill down my spine. I try my hardest not to physically shiver. Jayden looks between us once, then leaves without protesting against it.

Sire slams the door shut way too aggressively, and I feel the entire bathroom shake. “You don’t pay bills here. Don’t slam doors.”

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