Bind Me (Private Listing #2)

Prologue

Coop

“One more fucking year in college.” I hold up my glass to Seth and Blake. We’re at the bar on campus. I’m going into my fifth year to get my master’s while the others are cranking through to have theirs in four. “And to being free men.”

“With the exception of Noah.” Seth shakes his head but clinks our glasses together. Noah’s girlfriend is getting on all of our last nerves. Yeah, it’s great that he’s found a girl, but she basically wants all of his time. I miss my geeky friend.

“Isn’t he supposed to be here?” Blake stares at the door like he can make Noah materialize.

When I glance at the door, I take a drink of my whiskey. A girl with a tight ass and great tits walks in. She’s got dark hair and long legs. I could hit that tonight and kick her out in the morning. I blow out a breath.

“Not interested?” Seth asks. He’s always been the most observant of us. His gaze holds mine.

I shrug. “Maybe.”

Things have been off between us since his girlfriend decided she wanted me more. That pissed off my girlfriend, which made her demand that I choose between being friends with Seth or her Fuck her. I didn’t really want her anyway. Like everything in my life she was a transaction between my parents and hers. Mom was more upset about the breakup than I was.

Seth’s gaze turns thoughtful.

“Hey.” Noah takes the extra seat at the table and raises his finger to the server. He runs a hand through his blond hair that might look nice if he used product, though I suppose the way it flops in his eyes works for him.

“Kelsey making you earn it?” Smirking, I take a drink. She’s like the only chick who looked at me and didn’t immediately change tactics. So I figured she’d be good for Noah.

Noah orders a whiskey and turns back to the table. “Fuck her. We broke up.”

“What happened?” Seth asks, leaning his elbows on the table.

Noah pushes his hand through his hair again. His gaze goes to each of us. “She wanted me to move in with her and said I needed to choose between her and you guys.”

“You chose us over pussy?” I laugh, but we’ve all had to do the same thing.

“Like you would have done different.” Noah smiles at the server as she hands him his drink.

“So we’re all single for the next year.” I raise my glass.

“These girls.” Blake shakes his head. “We need to focus on building our business and reputation. Not trying to appease girlfriends who think they should own us.”

Noah nods.

“I mean, I do like getting fucked though.” I lean back in my chair and toss a flirty smile at the brunette. Her smile grows and she looks away coyly.

“Yeah, it’s great for you.” Blake tosses back his whiskey and narrows his eyes at me. “You don’t have to share a wall with fuckathon.”

I grin. “I mean you can fuckathon all you want, Blake. I wouldn’t mind listening to the sweet sounds of moans and spanking coming from your room.”

Noah just shakes his head and sips his drink. We’ve been protective of him since grade school. Maybe I just didn’t like injustice or maybe that day I’d been berated too many times by my mother, but when those kids started in on Noah, I broke. Mostly their noses.

My parents made sure I didn’t get suspended.

But I let everyone know that if they messed with Noah, they were messing with me. Seth and Blake were already my friends even though they were a grade younger. They took Noah under their wing and the bullies backed off.

There was only one year we weren’t all together. I started college a year before they did. I made a few friends, but nothing like these guys. What we have may not be normal, but we’re a team.

“Those girls would just be moaning hoping you’d join in.” Blake shakes his head. “It would be a hell of a lot easier if you weren’t wealthy and handsome.”

I smirk. “Aw, Blake, you flatter me.”

“Not my type, fuckboy.”

“It’s a shame none of us are gay or bi.” Noah blows out a breath. “It would make this a whole lot easier.”

I laugh, because yeah, I like a woman’s soft body and curves every day of the week.

Seth sets his glass down. “Maybe there’s another solution.”

“Yeah, I’m not turning gay for any of you fuckers.” I shake my head, grinning. “I’d need a prettier group to tempt me.”

Seth chuckles. “No one needs to turn gay, but all of us seem to have issues with women. They either want us and someone else or they want us all to themselves.”

“That’s kind of the definition of having a girlfriend.” Noah raises an eyebrow.

“But does it have to be?” Seth asks. The brains of our operation. Always thinking outside the box. “What do we need to do to have a successful business?”

Noah and Blake lean forward, more engaged in this conversation. I lean back and give the brunette an encouraging wink. I need to get fucked. It doesn’t really matter who the woman is as long as she likes to experiment.

I bet that girl will let me take her ass.

“You gonna eye fuck that girl or join our conversation?” Seth’s tone is low, but he’s using that command in his voice.

“Fuck, boss, that voice must make the chicks drip for you.”

Seth’s eyes soften and his lips pull into a cocky grin for a moment before he gets serious. “First thing we need is a great idea.”

“Which is why I’ve taken years of computer science.” I tap my finger against my glass. “You and Blake studied business management while Noah took accounting. We’ve got that part down. Cybersecurity for businesses.”

Seth nods. “The next thing we need is a plan.”

“Which we’ve spent years perfecting.” Blake motions to the server for another round. “Are you going to get to your point?”

“We grow our nest egg. Graduate college. Start our business.” I gesture for Seth to continue. Where is he going with this? But I’ve learned that Seth is brilliant, and when he has an idea, you should sit down, shut up, and let him weave his story.

“The next step?” Seth takes a drink and looks at all of us. When his eyes meet mine, I give him a flirty wink because why the fuck not?

“Funding and surrounding yourself with the right people.” Noah leans back. “Which we have.”

Blake ruffles Noah’s hair. “Thanks to you. Fuck, maybe we should just make Noah the business. He can spin gold from straw.”

Noah ducks, but grins. He’s a brilliant fucker too.

“We’ve got each other.” I lean my elbows on the table. “So we’ve got the makings of a great company, but I’m not going to fuck any of you, even if I enjoy fucking ass.”

“No one’s asking you to.” Blake narrows his eyes and leans back in his chair. “I’m not spanking your ass either.”

“Focus, assholes.” Seth leans forward. “We need each other, but we also need to have sex. These next few years are going to be rough. All our time will be spent building our business. We’ve already learned that girlfriends don’t appreciate the amount of time we spend together. It’s only going to get worse when we get our business going.”

“If you’re going to say we should just have one-night stands, that doesn’t work for the trust I need.” Blake leans forward on the table his arms bulging. “To truly do scenes properly, I need someone who gives me her trust completely.”

“What conclusion are you trying to get us to, Seth? We’ve either had too much to drink or not enough to get to where you’re trying to herd us.” I lean back in my chair and sip at my whiskey.

“What happens when we get into relationships with women?” Seth sets his drink down.

“They want someone else within our group or get annoyed with the time we spend together.” Noah seems to be following where Seth is leading us, which means he hasn’t had enough to drink yet.

“So what if they don’t get to choose?” Seth’s eyes are calculating.

“Excuse me?” Blake leans in.

“Not in a bad way. What if we ask someone to be with all of us? No competing, no unnecessary drama. You fuck one of us. You fuck all of us.” Seth picks up his drink and downs it.

“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.”

Her cheeks flush, but she draws back a step. “Just a minute.”

She walks over to her friends and gets a girl’s attention. She talks with her hands, and when the friend looks at me, I wave to her friendly-like. The girl’s eyes get big and she leans into her friend. I’m sure that girl actually knows who I am.

It can’t be helped. I’m wealthy and single and very open to exploring new territories. Word gets around. After a very animated conversation, Amy walks back to me.

“I’m good to go.”

I bet you are. I offer my arm and she takes it as I lead her back to our table. I grab another chair and hold it out for her. When I sit down, I draw in a breath.

“Guys, this is Amy.” I smile and point out my friends. “This is Seth. Noah. And the grouchy one is Blake.”

She smiles and nods. “It’s nice to meet all of you.”

I stop the server as Noah asks what her major is. After ordering her drink, I turn back to the table.

Her smile is bright when she turns to me.

I reach out and brush her hair behind her ear. She gives a little shiver. Good.

“We were just talking about how hard it is to date in college.” I glance at Seth. “Girls keep trying to tear us apart.”

“Really?” Amy leans into me, showing me she’s interested.

“They date Seth but then decide later they want me. Or they think we hang out too much.” I brush my thigh against hers below the table.

“That’s terrible.”

The server stops and hands Amy her drink. Amy thanks her and takes a sip before setting it on the table, giving me her full attention.

“We were contemplating changing the way we do things.” I lean back and meet Seth’s gaze.

She follows my eyeline and her gaze collides with Seth’s. Each of us is an attractive man in our own right. It’s just that some women prefer wealth and status, and that’s why they come to me.

“I had an idea.” Seth leans forward and she leans in too. “Instead of letting a woman come between us, we all share her.”

Amy straightens and looks at each of us for longer than a cursory glance. “Like fuck all of you?”

“That’s what we’re trying to figure out.” I brush my arm against hers and she shivers. “We’re very busy men and don’t have the time to actually date four separate girls. We also wouldn’t be able to give four girls enough of our attention, but with one girl...”

Her eyes widen. “So you would date this girl?”

“Obviously, we’d have an arrangement in place.” Blake sets his glass on the table. “Like if we’re fucking her, we aren’t fucking anyone else.”

She swallows as she loses herself in Blake’s green eyes. “But she’d fuck all of you? Together?”

“We haven’t figured out that part yet.” Noah draws her attention. “Each of us likes things a certain way, but there’s definitely some intersection with our play.”

“But we also would want alone time with the girl.” Seth runs his finger along the rim of his glass. “She would be our sole focus.”

She swallows and reaches for her drink, taking a sip from the straw.

“It might take us a little time to perfect our technique, since we’re used to fucking alone.” I touch my lip and hers part. “But do you think a girl like that could exist for us?”

Her hands tremble so she sets her glass down. “As a woman, I want to explore my sexuality while I’m young. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with what you’re proposing as long as everyone is a consenting adult.”

I graze my fingers over hers. “What about you, Amy? Are you a consenting adult?”

Her eyebrow arches and she looks at Noah, Seth, Blake, and then her gaze returns to mine. “Tonight?”

“Tonight. The week. Maybe the month. Maybe even the whole year. We haven’t really locked that down yet.” I smile. “We could consider tonight the interview for the position?”

She drags in a breath and laughs. “Are you guys joking with me?”

“No, Amy, we’re not.” Seth draws her gaze. “We just know the next year is going to be difficult. We’re seniors finishing up grad school. Having someone we can blow off steam with would be useful. What we aren’t offering you is an actual relationship, but whatever you need, we’ll help you out with. Even if that’s a date to your sorority functions.”

“So sex with no strings, except you won’t fuck anyone else?—?”

“And neither will you.” Blake captures her eyes again.

“Is it like a booty call thing?” Amy sips her drink and looks around the table. “Like I scratch your itch, you scratch mine?”

“It’s whatever we make of it.” Noah shrugs. “If we decide to go forward, we keep the lines of communication open. We talk about things. If something comes up and you want out, you’re free to leave. If we decide it isn’t working, we can end things. No hurt feelings.”

“What do you say, Amy?” I take her hand and look into her eyes. “Want to interview for the position?”

She wets her lips and looks at everyone else. “Fuck it. Yeah.”