With A Twist

THIRTEEN (ATLAS)*

She tests my patience. 

She knows exactly which buttons to press to rile me up. 

As she walks out of the changing rooms, my little brat actually winks at me and blows a kiss before putting her sunglasses on. If we weren't in public, I would have put her straight over my knee and spanked that behaviour out of her. 

Instead, I've taken it upon myself to tease her subtly whilst we're at the mall, so much so that the others have joined in. A simple brush of a hand against her thigh or pinch of her hip has her a blushing, flustered mess. 

She may know how to play us but we definitely know how to play her body. 

I can't help but smirk when she climbs in the SUV with her friend and clenches her thighs together as she sits next to Andros. He's not oblivious too, resting his hand on her thigh as a constant reminder of what's going to happen as soon as we drop her friend off. 

"So what do you guys do for jobs to have a black card?" Bea asks inquisitively as she looks between us. Her eyes linger on Sean in the driver's seat and I bite my tongue, knowing he also likes her. 

Hazel tenses slightly at her friend's question but Andros soothes her back to relaxation by brushing his thumb against her thigh. 

We're used to this question. 

"We own a string of nightclubs in the UK and the rest of Europe," Dawson answers, giving her a charming smile. She practically melts under his gaze, giving him a smug twinkle in his eyes that makes Theo roll his eyes before staring out of the window for the rest of the journey. 

"Ooh! Impressive," she looks to Hazel with wide eyes, making her giggle. 

God, that noise is addictive. 

"Where do you live, Bea?" I clear my throat and direct my attention to her. I can tell I intimidate her from the way she tenses at the sound of my voice but she casts sideways glances to Theo as if he would kill her at any point. 

Only if he was bored. 

"Brooklyn," she answers, looking to Hazel for support. 

"Hear that, Sean? She lives in Brooklyn," Andros smirks, staring at Sean in the rearview mirror. He perks his head up and looks back at Andros with wide eyes before starting them to Bea and back. Hazel stifles a giggle at the exchange and Bea blushes slightly. 

The whole drive to her house is made up of small talk, mostly initiated by Andros and Dawson whilst Theo and I look on to other things. In fact, Theo stares out the window for the whole journey, obviously brooding about something that has him clenching his jaw tight. 

I scan over my emails and send some out to ensure things are running smoothly back home. I catch Hazel shifting in her seat every so often, making the corners of my lips lift up as I know she must be feeling the buttplug in her.