Page 19 of Indecent Obsession
“Why? There has to be a reason.” I cross my arms and give him a mutinous look.
He sighs. “How many of those orgasms came from me?”
I open my mouth and then close it. None. Fuck.
However, we didn’t agree to what I can be punished for yet. I take a step back.
He leans forward a little. “Come on, trouble. Surely you can count how many orgasms you received from me this morning?”
Except he hasn’t given me any this morning. Not one. I made him come, but Finn, Dante, and Drew made me come.
“So you’re going to spank me for you not giving me any orgasms?” I step away from him again, toward my bedroom door. I can hold him off until Finn or Dante gets home if I want to. Why does he have to make everything so hard?
He smirks. “This would go quicker if you just took your punishment.”
“Shouldn’t I be the one spanking you?” I take another step back. “After all, I made you come this morning.”
He sighs and pushes to his feet like it’s an inconvenience. “Trouble.”
My insides burst into flames at the thought of him coming after me. This isn’t Wyatt of a week ago where I could walk naked in front of him and he wouldn’t do anything. This is my Wyatt, who fucks me hard. Who wants me as much as I want him.
Another step toward the bedrooms. Oh, I forgot he wanted me to call him…
“Sir.” My tone is a little bratty even to my ears, but the fire that burns in his eyes has me soaking my panties. Whatever he decides to do, I know I’m going to like it too much. Even if it hurts.
“Come take your punishment.” He hasn’t moved yet, letting me get really close to the doors. Close to my escape from him.
“Or what?” That little piece of me that wants to be chased is fucking glowing.
He shakes his head and takes a step toward me. My pulse is thumping hard in my veins. I fumble behind me for the doorknob.
“Don’t make me chase you.” He lowers his head like a bull ready to charge.
Oh, he wants to chase me. I’m good with that. My whole body buzzes with anticipation.
“Make me, sir.” I twist the doorknob and hurry into Wyatt’s room. Oh shit, I meant to go into my room and close the door. I’m not as familiar with Wyatt’s room, so while I hesitate on where to go, arms grab me from behind.
When I’m lifted off my feet, I squeal and spit out, “You should be a more giving lover if you want me to have more orgasms with you.”
“I’m going to enjoy training you, trouble.” His voice sends shivers down my spine to pool low feeding my desire.
“Let me go, Wyatt.” I pry at his arm as he carries me to the bed.
When he drops me on it, I scramble to dart to the other side. He grabs my ankle and drags me back. Awareness of him rips through me, filling me with need. I don’t really want to get away, but fuck, do I long to be chased.
“Okay, trouble, you want to bargain?”
I jerk at his hold on my foot. “I shouldn’t have to bargain.”
“But I’ve got you and I can do anything I want to you. So do you want to bargain or do you want me to do exactly what I want?”
Oof, the temptation.
It’s like liquid heat fills my veins. I mull it over. I’m so curious about what he wants to do to me, but I also like the idea of bargaining.
I stop struggling and turn back toward him. “Bargain with me.”
A low growl makes me want to change my mind, but then I remember.
