“Not a leash necessarily. More like cage you here on the bed so that I’m the only option you have to let out whatever this is. I like knowing someone like you would turn all that reckless energy onto me, onto pleasing me.” I moaned. “I can only imagine what it would feel like if you let it all loose to fuck me. Every reckless thing you do, every wild, dangerous thing, I want to feel that on my body.”

His head dropped, his teeth running along my neck. “You are filthy,” he muttered. He pushed another finger into me harder now and my eyes flew open at the fullness.

“Maybe I do need a leash for you. I think I am suddenly the prey,” I said.

“You need to stop talking like that before I lose my mind.”

“Now that only makes me want to talk more.” I ran my hands up his arms and down his chest to his stomach, reaching into his pants and wrapping my hands around his cock.

“Oh, wow,” I said. “Now I’m not so sure I want you to go feral and fuck me. That is a little intimidating.”

“Stop talking about me fucking you as you’re touching my dick.”

Watching Kye come undone with my touch was powerful. A power that I suddenly craved. Every part of his self control seemed to be unraveling and I couldn’t let myself stop it.

I tightened my grip, sliding up the length of him.

“Daisy,” he said, dropping his head with a groan.

With a growl, he pulled away, getting up onto his knees in between my legs. My mouth fell open at the sight and for a moment, I thought he was really going to break and actually have sex with me.

His fingers moved back, teasing slow circles around my clit. “I know you don’t actually want that, and I know you don’t want to ruin the facade you have. I will not be doing that and I’m sure as fuck not doing it after you’ve been drinking.” His own hand wrapped around his cock, moving over the length as he pushed his fingers into me. “I’ll still get you off, though.”

His fingers sped up, pushing into me harder as his hand around his cock moved faster. I had never experienced anything like it.

“This might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I said, moving my hand down to rub my clit as his fingers fucked me. “I thought I wanted all that power on me, but I like this, too. Did you have to do that because of me?” I asked, panting.

“Yes,” he said through gritted teeth. “Fuck,” he murmured, but I couldn’t care what it was about. Every part of me tightened, the orgasm crashing over me. I knew I yelled out his name again, and he said something else, but I was lost. Everything went black for a few seconds before I could feel again. His fingers slowed and pulled out of me.

My chest heaved, the orgasm wracking my body until I couldn’t move.

“Fuck, Daisy,” he said, moving off the bed to go into the bathroom and coming back to clean me up.

“What?”

“You are more of a handful than I anticipated.”

“I could say the same about you. My hand was definitely full,” I said, laughing.

His mouth fell open with a smile. “Who would have thought my little Daisy flower was fucking dirtier and hornier than me? No one would have ever guessed.” He grabbed another pair of shorts and climbed back into bed.

“I am not.”

“You just begged me to fuck you and when I didn’t, you got off to me, getting off to you. You’re filthy. Just admit it.”

“No.”

He laid down a little closer this time, but didn’t touch me more, and didn’t seem to want me to touch him again.

“Come on, admit it to me. Admit that you like all those dirty thoughts you have about me and are dying to fuck me.” He laughed, enjoying this way too much now.

“Fine. Fine, maybe I am. But it’s ridiculous, you’re right. After I wake up, my thoughts will be a lot more clear.”

“Good girl. Get some sleep.”

“Did you just praise me for saying that I won’t want to sleep with you in the morning?”

“Yes.” He leaned in, kissing my head. “I’ve always been expecting the perfect prom queen that wouldn’t dream of touching someone as dangerous or dirty as me, so the fact that she is already coming back means you were just hot and bothered tonight and you’ll keep yourself at a distance from me still. Go to sleep.”

“Does that mean we can sleep together?”

“Yes, sleep.”

“You know what I meant.”

“No, that means that our plan is working out just fine as is and can end soon enough without a problem. Now, please. Go. To. Sleep.”

I laid there awake longer, hearing Kye’s breathing turn deeper, and I knew he was sleeping now.

He was right. The plan was working. Everyone thought we were dating. Sometimes I even felt like we were. He had been right. Keeping sex out of this really did make it easier.

The problem was, even without the sex, I was already craving his touch.

FOURTEENKYE

I walked into the garage the next morning unprepared for the crew. I honestly should have expected it, but I was still reeling from what happened last night.

“Hey, Lover Boy!” Carly yelled, and I immediately groaned. While I was close with everyone in the crew, Carly had quickly, and surprisingly, become my best friend. Somehow, our dislike for people made us like each other.

I should have known she was going to be the one to give me the most shit for Daisy coming yesterday. Riot ran up to me, immediately flipping onto his back for me to pet him.

Carly came up right behind him, smirking as she kicked at my leg. “I said, hey, Lover Boy.”

“Oh, I heard, and I ignored it on purpose.”

She laughed harder and followed me over to the car I had been working on. I had a rolling shop stool that she sat back on, and I rolled my eyes.

“I take it you aren’t dropping this?” I asked.

“Dropping it? Not a damn chance. Not only am I in the group chat, but I share an apartment with Jax. I won’t hear the end of this until one of us asks. What the fuck is going on? Because we all saw it, Kye.”

“Saw what?” I asked, playing dumb as I turned back to start working on the car.

“Kye!” she yelled, throwing a rag at me. “We all saw you touching her. Willingly. And the general agreement is that you weren’t touching all night, but you were sitting closer than we’ve ever seen you sit next to a woman.”

“Yeah.”

“Nope, it’s going to take more than that.”