Chater Twenty- Eight
Matteo
This woman is something straight out of my dreams. The way she fights back has got me fighting a hard on every minute. Damon and Ryker went to search the place while Sawyer and I watched this little feisty thing.
“You know someone will come looking for me if I don’t show up to work today,” Brynne says. She has a point. We’re dumbasses for not waiting until the weekend to take her.
“Good try. I already checked your work schedule,” Sawyer says. Brynne narrows her eyes at him. “You requested the next four days off. I don’t think anyone is going to come looking for you,” he adds.
“Looks like we have all the time in the world to have
fun,” I smile. Part of me wants to untie her just to see what she can do, but Damon would be pissed if she got away. Her stunt from earlier shows that she is fully capable of taking care of herself. If she gets free again, she could very well slit one of our throats. We made sure to check her for weapons before tying her up again.
“Will I stay tied up until I agree to let you guys protect me, or whatever you think you're going to do?” Brynne asks .
“Most likely,” I tease.
“Matteo,” Sawyer says.
“Matteo, interesting name. The only one I don’t know is yours,” Brynne looks toward Sawyer and waits for him to answer her. The way she says my name makes my cock strain against my zipper. He wants to come play and it's going to be a long night, or day I should say now that it’s one in the afternoon.
“ My name is Sawyer,” he answers.
“I guess you all know about me then?” she asks.
“Sawyer has filled us in on little pieces here and there.”
“And Damon?” she says. We both look behind her to Damon and Ryker standing.
“What about me little devil?” Damon asks.
Brynne turns toward Damon and sighs.
“What have you told them about me?” she asks.
Damon smirks. “So you do remember,” he taunts. “I’ve told them enough,” he adds.
Brynne shifts in the chair and looks at Ryker. “So, this whole time you knew who I was?”
“No, only recently,” he answers.
“Find anything interesting with your snooping around?” Brynne asks agitated. “Did you check the basement?”
“Something fun in the basement?” I ask.
Brynne shrugs. “You’ll have to go see for yourself,” she pushes.
I walk behind her with a knife and cut her hands free. Then I move to her feet. I expect her to lunge for me, but she sits still in the seat. “How about you show us,” I smirk. Brynne stands up and we all eye her up and down. She holds her wrists and rubs around them .
“Let’s go,” I push. She looks at all of us with her dark blue eyes and starts walking. Damon stays close enough to grab her. She opens the door and dark stairs loom down to a cement floor.
“After you,” Damon says. She looks behind her shoulder and descends the stairs. We follow her to a normal- looking basement. She walks to a wall and reaches for something. I watch in amazement when a secret door opens and darkness floods in. This woman is full of surprises.
“You have some secrets don’t you Brynne?” I ask. She smirks and then runs straight into the darkness.
“Son of a bitch,” Damon yells. We all run after her but get lost in the darkness. It's like a maze down here and its pitch black. I hear footsteps in the distance but I can't tell if they’re Brynne’s or one of the guys. I should have known she would run. She was too excited to show us this place. I run toward the shuffling and stop abruptly when I come face to face with a damn pit.
“What the actual hell,” I whisper. This woman has
made her own damn maze down here. Maybe she is more like us than we initially thought. She's going to fit right in when we convince her that she's ours.