Page 18 of Indecent Obsession
Drew lifts me onto his lap and takes my fingers out. He sucks them clean before he does up our jeans. Taking a wipe from a compartment, he cleans both our hands before disposing of the wipes. He brushes the hair from my face and kisses me softly.
“I like treating my princess like a whore.” He nips at my lip.
I sigh and curl into him, tracing the curves of his lips with my fingertip. “I like it too.”
“Were you okay with the elevator?”
My cheeks flush because I really should say no, but I’m sick of doing what I should do. “Yes. Both times.”
His grin is the only approval I need. “I’ll come by later, okay?”
“I’d like that.” I kiss him, rubbing my tongue against his, tasting both of us.
“Fuck, if I didn’t have to go, I’d take you upstairs and fuck you on every surface so the guys would have to call in a cleaner.” His eyes sparkle with that mischief I love.
I laugh. “Good thing you can’t come up then because Dante is a bit of a neat freak.”
“Noted.” He smiles and brushes his lips against mine. “Not that I could tell last night.”
Heat courses through me. I want that again and I’m afraid it was a one-time deal. Being passed between them. I don’t think I ever came down.
Drew’s phone vibrates. “They’re here.”
The door to the car opens as the driver stands to the side. I blow out a breath and Drew helps me out of the car. I thank the driver, walk to the door of their apartment building, and turn back to see Drew still watching me.
A little shiver goes through me at the promise in his eyes. This isn’t the end.
Chapter 6
Exemption
Sara
Wyatt opens the door to the apartment after escorting me from the lobby. Finn had to run to the office even though it’s a holiday and Dante is picking up Peabody. The apartment feels different now. Like everything has changed since yesterday when Wyatt touched me for the first time.
The door closes and I shiver. We’re alone.
He comes up behind me and draws me back against him. Goose bumps rise all over me at his touch. I’m alone with Wyatt and he’s touching me. Part of me still can’t believe it.
“How many times have you come this morning, trouble?”
Shivers ripple through me as he strokes his hands over my hips.
“A few.” Dozen. These guys make it so easy to come.
“You were okay with me spanking you?” He rubs my ass cheek.
“Yes.” I press into his hand, wanting more. I should want a nap at this point, not more playing. But it’s hard to resist when I don’t know how long this will last. Fuck it, it’s basically our honeymoon period and I plan to take full advantage.
“Ten.” Wyatt pulls me back against his hard body.
“What?” I try to turn, but he holds me and ushers me forward to the couch. Is he talking about spanking? “Ten?”
He sinks down on the couch and pats his lap. “Unless you have a more accurate count.”
My lips turn down as I try to remember if I’ve had more or less than ten.
“Be a good girl and take your punishment.”
