Free Caught Up in You by Roni Loren

he’d
     been around the trio, saw the shared glances, the affectionate kisses. It’d been odd
     at first to see his brother kissing another guy, especially when Jace had been such
     a womanizer all his life. But the three of them were all so easy together, so loving,
     that it’d quickly become normal to Wyatt. However, he’d purposely not allowed his
     mind to travel to what all that involved behind closed doors. There were some things
     you didn’t want to imagine, and his brother having sex was one of them.
    At the last door on the left, Jace peeked in the window and sent Wyatt a quick thumbs
     up. “Bingo. Found your girl.”
    “She’s not my—”
    “And you’re in luck, brother. She’s all alone. Looks like she’s still waiting on Colby.”
    Relief sprung up in Wyatt like fucking daisies popping up around him. God, he was
     so damn screwed with this girl. “Can I get in?”
    “Sure, the doors don’t lock here. But if she doesn’t want you in there, you’ll need
     to leave.” He nodded toward the other end of the hallway. “I’ll look out for Colby
     and explain what’s going on.”
    Wyatt glanced back over his shoulder, expecting the other man to appear any second.
     He didn’t need to waste any time. Kelsey wasn’t going to like that he’d tracked her
     down here, but he had to see her again. And he hoped he could offer her a solution
     to both their problems.
    But as he walked by his brother and saw the view through the window with his own eyes,
     all semblance of rational thought leaked out of his head into a puddle on the floor.
     Kelsey wasn’t in the domme position at all. She was kneeling quietly on a cushion
     with her head bowed and her long blonde ponytail hanging down her back, a blindfold
     covering those pretty blue eyes. A scant pair of panties curved over her slim hips,
     and her breasts were framed by a demi-cup bra that barely covered her nipples.
    His cock nudged against his fly, all the blood in his body charging south. He’d imagined
     her so many times, what she’d look like stripped out of that waitress uniform. But
     the fantasy wasn’t even in the same zip code as reality. She was absolutely, unequivocally
     breathtaking. And though he’d beat the urges down for so long, the old dominance inside
     him rose up like a phoenix from the ashes—ravenous and seeking.
    He wet his lips. “How do you block out these windows?”
    Jace frowned. “Don’t go there, Wy. You’re only supposed to be talking to her. If Colby
     comes down here and sees the window darkened, he’s gonna come in.”
    “Then keep him busy.” Wyatt turned the knob on the door and stepped inside, closing
     the door behind him before Jace could say anything else. Deadly quiet surrounded him,
     augmenting the little catch in breath Kelsey gave at the click of the door.
    Her lips parted as if to call out to whoever was there, but then, apparently remembering
     her role, she clamped them shut. She shifted her position slightly, her nerves evident.
     Wyatt glanced back through the window to find Jace sending him a warning look, but
     Wyatt ignored him and caught sight of the switch next to the window. Wyatt smiled,
     gave Jace a little finger wave, and flipped the switch. Instantly, the glass darkened,
     eventually reflecting only Wyatt’s image back at him.
    He turned back around to look at Kelsey again, savoring the sight of her there on
     her knees. She looked so pristine, so lovely and lush. The stark overhead light caressed
     sun-kissed skin that called to be touched, tasted. A perfect gift perched there just
     for him.
    No. Not for him. For some other guy, he reminded himself. The reality check made him
     flinch. This wasn’t fair to Kelsey. She hadn’t given her consent for him to see her
     this way. He cleared his throat. “Kelsey?”
    She startled, her entire body stiffening. “Who’s there? Where’s Colby?”
    Before he could respond, her hand went straight to her blindfold, yanking it