Callum stood beside him, his stare all over Tori. “You can really get a sense of what she needs from watching her with someone else. I wouldn’t allow this with anyone but the two of you. I couldn’t take her to a club and share her with someone else just to watch her. This only works between us. Rory won’t run off with her. He won’t try to steal her from us.”
Rory sighed and gave her lips one last kiss before letting her go. “I couldn’t handle her by myself. She’s far too much woman for any one man.”
Tori flushed, and her lips curled up. Dominance followed by tenderness. She needed both. Was it possible she needed him, too?
“Tori, you know what I want, right?” Callum stepped up, moving into her space.
“Sex,” she answered quietly.
Callum loomed over her. “So much more than sex. I want to play with you. I want to share you with my brothers. You’ll be the center of our world and we’ll give you more pleasure than you can imagine, but you have to obey me if you want it. That’s the exchange.”
“I want a night with you,” she said, biting her lip. “And as you all know, I don’t have much experience so following your advice seems logical.”
Callum caught her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes. “This isn’t following advice. You’ll obey or you’ll face the punishment.”
She stared up at Callum. “Punishment? You’ll really spank me?”
The thought of watching his brother slap her gorgeous arse nearly unmanned Oliver. He needed to get himself under control or he would be no good to her.
“I’ll definitely spank you,” Callum answered. “You’re going to lay yourself over my knee and accept my discipline for lying about a fiancé, running away like a frightened little bird, and forcing us to track you down in order to settle our differences.”
A frown turned her lips down. “That’s not fair. I didn’t know I could get spanked for doing that. And I wasn’t a frightened little bird. I was mad as hell.”
“I can attest to that.” Oliver quipped.
Where had that come from? Was his sense of humor finally coming back after all this time?
Callum kept his gaze steady on her. “Make your decision, Torrance. You will be spanked if you stay in this room. Tell me you’re not curious about it. Tell me that pussy of yours isn’t already wet and aching at the thought of my hand on your backside. You might not have experience, but you know what you want. You also know that anything worth having requires courage. Can you be brave?”
Tori nodded. “I want it. I want to try everything.”
Callum placed a very chaste kiss on her lips. “That’s my girl. Now go over there and kiss Oliver. He’s as inexperienced in this particular form of play as you are, and I think he’s feeling out of place. Can you forgive him for being a wretched arse?”
He was feeling out of place. He was wondering if it wouldn’t be better to leave her with Callum and Rory. Did Callum have to point that out just now?
She swayed across the room to him, her body moving with unconscious grace. Oliver found himself caught in the gaze of those somber eyes. She was so beautiful, and he’d treated her so poorly. She’d deserved the world, and he’d given her hell. If she slapped him, he’d endure it. If she wanted to rail at his injustices, he would listen to every word.
“I’m sorry, Tori.” He could never apologize enough.
She reached up to him, bracing her hands on his chest. Their gazes met. “I want to erase that night.”
That wasn’t what he wanted. “I only want to erase the end. I want to go back and hold you, make it good for you.”
“Then do it tonight, Oliver.” She rose to her tiptoes and brushed her lips over his.
This was what he’d missed for weeks. Oliver caught her in his arms and pressed his body to hers. Her sweet gasp thrilled him. He felt powerful and perfect for her as he took her mouth. Their first time had been too fast. It had become a blur in his head, a rapid-fire rush to pleasure, like all of his encounters since Yasmin. After her, he’d rushed through and taken what he needed, getting his lover off, then running away as soon as possible.
Not this time. He was going to indulge in Tori. He was going to learn every inch of her skin. He would know her touch and taste and how she looked when she came.
Callum might call it play, but it was going to be a long, decadent discovery for Oliver.
She softened for him, her mouth readily opening to accept the thrust of his tongue. He caressed his way down her body, memorizing her curves through the fabric of her dress. He loved her hourglass figure, how her small waist flared to womanly hips. While their tongues played, he pressed his hips in, letting her feel the hard line of his erection.
Every little mewl and roll of her hips told him she was ready, but he refused to fuck and run again. He was following his brothers’ lead, and that meant they were both in for some torture. He wanted nothing more than to sink into her, but he was determined this would be a night she couldn’t forget. It was their first real night together. From here on out, he would change.
Maybe he could be a better man. Maybe he could do it for her.
Oliver broke off the kiss with a gentle brushing of their lips. “I’m so glad to be here with you, Tori.”