13. Alex
13
ALEX
I nudge Liam, a smirk playing on my lips. "Wanna have some fun and fuck with Bianca?"
He raises an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair. "Fun how?"
"She's meeting with Sarah today about the property," I say, eyes glinting with mischief.
Liam's lips twitch into a half-smile. "The meeting we don't need to be there for?"
"Precisely." I stand up, straightening my jacket.
Liam follows me, his steps confident and sure. We walk over to the lobby outside the room where Bianca's meeting is taking place. The walls are made of glass, giving us a clear view inside. Bianca is deep in conversation with Sarah, her hands moving animatedly as she explains something.
She catches sight of us from the corner of her eye and stiffens, trying to keep her focus on Sarah.
"Watch this," I say to Liam, pulling out my phone and opening our group chat. My fingers fly over the keyboard as I type out a message: You looked so hot on your knees last night, begging for more...
I hit send and glance up just in time to see Bianca discreetly peek at her phone. Her eyes widen slightly before she quickly locks the screen and places it face down on the table. She shifts in her seat as she tries to maintain her composure.
Liam chuckles beside me.
A thrill of satisfaction ripples through me. "I wonder how long she can keep it together."
Bianca’s gaze flickers to us again, this time more guarded. She takes a deep breath and continues speaking with Sarah, but there’s an edge to her voice now.
Liam’s eyes gleam with a dark intensity as he pulls out his phone. “My turn,” he says, fingers moving quickly over the screen.
Bianca’s phone buzzes again. She hesitates before glancing at it, her eyes widening as she reads the message. Her breath hitches, and she shifts in her seat, crossing her legs tightly.
“What did you say?” I ask, unable to hide my curiosity.
Liam chuckles softly. "That I’d love to bend her over the conference table and remind her who she belongs to.”
I snort, shaking my head. “Think she’ll make it through the meeting?” I ask.
“Barely,” Liam replies, his tone dripping with amusement.
Bianca’s hand trembles slightly as she takes notes, trying to appear unaffected. But we both know better. She’s flustered, and it’s deliciously obvious.
I catch Liam’s eye and we both chuckle again, dark and low. There’s something thrilling about watching her try to maintain control while knowing we’ve already unraveled her.
“She’s losing it,” Liam murmurs, clearly enjoying the show.
“Good,” I reply. “She deserves a little payback for that shit she did to us.”
Sarah finally wraps up the meeting and starts packing up her things. Bianca stands up too, trying to steady herself as she gathers her notes.
As Sarah leaves, Bianca glances over at us, her eyes dark with something between annoyance and desire. Once Sarah is gone, she takes a deep breath and walks towards us.
“You two enjoying yourselves?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Immensely,” I say with a grin. “Nice seeing you squirm for a change.”
She rolls her eyes but there’s a hint of a smile playing on her lips. “You’re both insufferable.” She shakes her head and walks past us.
Bianca walks out of the room, leaving behind an electric charge in the air that neither of us can ignore.
I grin, an idea forming in my head as I turn to Liam. “Next time, let’s make her wear one of those remote-control vibrators.”
Liam's eyes light up instantly. “You’re a fucking animal,” he says, laughing darkly.
I chuckle, picturing Bianca trying to maintain that cool composure while we hold the remote.
The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of tension and pleasure, and I’m loving every bit of it. Seeing Bianca under our control has been a game I didn’t know I needed.
I pull out my phone, already searching for the perfect device. "Holy shit, there’s so many."
Liam leans over my shoulder, looking at the options. “That one,” he points to a sleek black model with multiple settings.
I tap on it and add it to the cart. “Ordered.”
Liam laughs again, shaking his head as we part ways, each of us buzzing with anticipation.
I stride into the small conference room, Liam right behind me. Bianca’s already there, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, eyes scanning her notes. She looks up, her confidence flickering for a moment when she sees us.
"Morning," I say, keeping my tone light.
She nods, offering a smile. "Morning."
Liam wastes no time. He places a small black box on the table in front of her. “This is for you.”
Bianca raises an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. She opens the box slowly and freezes when she sees the sleek black vibrator nestled inside. Her eyes snap back up to meet ours, widening slightly. Her lips part as if to protest, but before she can say anything, Liam cuts in.
“Go to the restroom and put it on,” he orders, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Bianca’s eyes flash with defiance for a split second before she stands up abruptly. She snatches the box and walks out of the room without another word.
Liam and I exchange a look. “Think she’ll do it?” he asks, smirking.
“Oh, she’ll do it,” I say confidently.
We wait in silence for a few minutes until Bianca returns. She walks back into the room with an air of forced calmness and sits down, placing her hands neatly on the table, but I notice the slight tremor in her fingers.
As the meeting starts, Liam is ruthless with the control, turning the vibrator on and off in quick, unpredictable intervals. I watch Bianca squirm, trying to maintain her composure as she speaks about design concepts.
"So, for the main lobby," she begins, her voice steady but her eyes betraying her struggle. "I was thinking of a—" She stops abruptly, her breath hitching as Liam cranks the intensity up to max.
Luckily, the vibrator is completely silent, otherwise this whole room would know exactly what we’re doing.
She coughs, as if trying to stifle a moan. "Excuse me," she says, clearing her throat. Sarah, seated next to her, looks concerned.
"Are you okay?" Sarah asks.
Bianca nods quickly. "Yes, just a tickle in my throat," she lies, her fingers gripping the edge of the table.
I exchange a smirk with Liam, enjoying the show. It’s almost too easy watching her like this. The meeting continues, but every time Bianca starts to regain control, Liam tweaks the settings again. Her face subtly strains with a mix of frustration and arousal.
Sarah furrows her brow but doesn’t comment further. The rest of the team seems oblivious, too focused on their notes and presentations to notice Bianca's torment.
The meeting drags on and I find myself both aroused and amused by the entire situation. Watching Bianca like this is intoxicating; it’s clear she’s doing everything in her power not to lose it completely.
Finally, Sarah wraps up the meeting. "Thank you all for your input today. Let's reconvene next week with any updates."
As everyone starts filing out of the room, Liam and I hang back, waiting for our moment alone with Bianca.
As soon as the door clicks shut, Liam and I move, cutting off Bianca’s escape route. She backs up instinctively until her shoulders hit the wall, her breath coming faster.
“Surprised?” I murmur, my lips brushing against her ear. Her skin is warm and inviting, and the faint scent of her perfume wraps around me.
She swallows hard, her eyes darting between us. “What are you doing?”
Liam smirks, stepping in close. “We thought you needed a little... debrief after that meeting.” His hand trails up her arm, causing goosebumps to rise in its wake.
I press against her other side, pinning her between us. “You seemed tense in there,” I say, my voice low.”
Her lips part slightly, and I catch the quick rise and fall of her chest. The way she reacts to us is intoxicating. “Is this your idea of professional conduct?” she manages to say, though there’s no real bite in her words.
“Consider it team building,” Liam replies with a wicked grin.
I cup her chin, tilting her head up so she has no choice but to look at me. “Tonight,” I whisper, “you’re coming over to my place.”
Her eyes widen slightly. “Your place?”
“Yeah,” I say, my thumb brushing over her lower lip. “We’ve got some plans.”
Liam’s hand slips around her waist, pulling her closer. “You remember that paddle?” he asks.
She shivers under his touch and nods slowly.
“We’ll put it to good use,” he promises.
I lean in and capture her mouth with mine, kissing her hard and deep. She melts into me, her hands clutching at my shirt. Liam’s fingers dig into her hip as he nips at the side of her neck.
My erection strains against my pants as I grind against her thigh, the heat between us becoming unbearable. “We’re not done with you yet,” I say between kisses.
“Not even close,” Liam adds, his voice rough with desire.
Bianca moans softly as we continue our assault on her senses. Her responses fuel our own arousal, making it clear just how much she still wants us despite everything that’s happened.
“We’ll see you at eight,” I say firmly before stepping back and giving Bianca space to breathe again—though not too much space because part of me wants to keep touching her.
“Don’t be late,” Liam adds with a grin before opening the door for Bianca to leave first; always a gentleman even when he’s planning something wickedly delightful for later on tonight.