Page 61 of Bind Me

“I want to go down and check out the file room to see if there’s any trace of him.” Blake stands. “I’ll try to figure out the angle of the phone.”

“I’ll get started on the Courtney file.” Noah rises.

“Are we sure having her ‘date’ me is the best course?” It’s not the best idea we’ve come up with. I’m not like the others. I don’t do long-term anything. My reputation around the office is as a player.

Blake makes a decisive noise. “It doesn’t matter what’s best. It matters how we cover our asses. If we have to date other women, it makes sense for someone to date Madison to keep an eye on her while the others are busy. We obviously can’t leave her in the building alone. This fucker slipped in when we had everything locked tight.”

“Not tight enough to keep out other employees,” Seth points out.

“Fuck.” We didn’t have this problem when the company was smaller. Employees have access to the building to work on projects, but when we were smaller, we knew everyone who worked for us. Now we have an HR department that takes care of most of that for us.

“I would have taken Madison to the charity dinner.” Noah leans back against the wall with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders drawn forward. “I planned to ask her later today. I figured I could date her.”

Shit. And once again, I fuck things up for Noah. “Why can’t Noah be her date?”

“Because if word gets out that you fucked her and then Noah is dating her, the rumors will start all over.” Seth reclines in his chair and focuses on Noah. “We can’t go through that again. Coop has to be the one, especially if whoever took this video or Courtney comes forward saying he fucked Madison.”

Noah nods. “I get it. I’m not going with someone else. It’s not unusual for me not to have a date.”

Seth blows out a breath and turns to Blake. “That means you and I have to find dates for Saturday.”

Blake doesn’t look happy about it, but the guy rarely looks happy about anything.

“If you need some numbers, I’d be happy to give you a few.” I try to lighten the mood with a grin. Nothing will make this okay. Someone’s fucking with our girl.

“All right.” Seth claps his hands. “Let’s get busy.”

The other two leave, and Seth pulls up the security camera footage. He pauses the footage when Madison enters the room. He then kicks it up a little faster while Madison is working alone.

The door opens and I walk in. Seth, the voyeur, puts the video on normal speed. Unfortunately, there’s no sound. In the video, I close in on Madison.

“What did you tell her?” Seth asks, his gaze is locked on the video as I turn Madison around against the filing cabinet and hike up her dress.

“I wanted to shut off the lights and hunt her in the dark. Then if we caught her, we would fuck her wherever she was, whether she wanted it or not.” Even though I want to play out that scenario, consensual nonconsent is a soft limit for her. And after this, she might not be as willing to play that particular game. I wouldn’t blame her.

In the video, my hips rock against hers as I slide my cock against her clit. She was so fucking wet, I could have just fucked her ass.

“We should definitely play that sometime.” Seth’s voice is deeper as he watches me slam my cock into Madison’s pussy. Of course, the security camera doesn’t do it justice. It can’t pick up her scream as she comes or the hot wetness of her cunt surrounding my dick. The sound of her pussy gripping my cock as I draw it out.

I pull back and thrust into her ass. It’s obvious that I’m fucking her, but it’s not graphic. Nothing is shown. My body blocks hers, but if anyone heard those noises, they’d draw the correct conclusion.

“I know how much she loves being a good girl for you and Blake, so I asked if she wanted to be my dirty girl.” Stroking my finger over my lip, I watch the video of me coming deep in her ass. I’m already hard thinking about it.

I’d love to watch a video of me fucking Madison. My dick glistening with her wetness as I slide in and out. The little noises she makes as she gets closer to coming.

“What did she say to that?” Seth pauses the video on the image of us straightening our clothes.

I grin. “Let’s just say I can’t wait for my night this week.”

* * *

Madison

Hope has been quiet since I joined her in the living room an episode ago. But now she releases a sigh.

“So, you have a stalker?” Hope turns to me on the couch. “Are you safe here?”

I nod. “Yeah, safer here than anywhere else.”