Tell the truth.

"I want to try some of the thing we saw. On you." He admitted. "Sarah, you're fucking gorgeous, and I bet you'd like everything I do. Bet Ethan had never done half the things that you're thinking about in that beautiful brain of yours, and I'm willing to try them all."

Her mouth dropped. "Ryan - no, we can't - Ryan!"

"Just a test ride," Ryan whispered, leaning close and trailing his lips across her jaw, to her ear. She shivered.

"If it doesn't work, we stop. Never talk about it again."

She swallowed audibly, still as a statue underneath his arms, his hand on her waist, his other poised to grab her ass in a second. Consent was sexy, honestly, and even more so when he knew he was deliberately in defiance of his brother's own claim.