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He didn’t stop as he drew closer, and as he took that final step toward me, his hands came up to hold my face, and his lips crushed against mine in a bruising kiss that would’ve had me stumbling back if not for the way he pulled me against him. For those moments, I forgot where we were, forgot that there were people watching us, and it was only me and Wolfe alone together. My hands traveled around to his backside, holding on to him like he was my anchor, and only with him could I breathe again. His kiss was possessive, marking me as his, and I felt it everywhere. It went on forever, until I was dizzy with lust and my cock was demanding release, and only then did he lift his head, though his hands stayed on me, moving down to my neck to keep me close.
As I opened my eyes, the reality of where we were hit me again, but it was so quiet, like a hush had fallen over the crowd or they’d disappeared. I looked to the side to see if somehow they’d slipped out in the last few minutes, but the stares that greeted me were full of shock and jealous curiosity.
No one had paid me any attention at all as I’d entered the Wolfe’s Den, but I got the feeling that from now on, I wouldn’t escape unnoticed.
My arousal clawed at me like a ferocious animal as Jesse peered up at me with uninhibited lust and an awareness that hadn’t been there until seconds ago. He was looking at me through eyes that had now bore witness to all of me.
I’d been feeling a little restless ever since my earlier conversation with Jesse regarding King, and when I’d been told my new nine-foot bullwhip had been delivered, I couldn’t resist the urge to go down to the Lair and test it out.
I knew I wouldn’t have any trouble finding a willing supplicant on the lowest level of the den, and within minutes I’d had a veteran sub stripped, bent over, and tied down, ready to take a lashing. It had been exactly what I needed before Jesse arrived, although judging by the rapt expression currently on his face, he would’ve gladly lain across that bench had I asked.
I nudged his chin up with the crook of my finger and aimed an immoral smile his way. “Welcome to my Lair, little lamb.”
The way Jesse grazed his teeth over his lower lip made me want to strip him naked and fuck him in front of everyone. But somehow, I didn’t think he was quite ready for that, so I merely held his gaze and waited for him to find his tongue.
“Hi,” he said in a breathy voice as he lowered his eyes over my naked chest. “That was… You were…” He raised a hand, about to touch me, but at the last second, he looked up and caught my eyes. “May I?”
Ooh, I like that. The way he immediately sought my permission, even though it should’ve been obvious that my claiming of him so publicly just now gave him leave to touch me. “You may.”
When Jesse’s fingers brushed over my pec, he watched the path he made through the sheen of sweat covering my skin, and I trailed my thumb back and forth over his chin.
“Did you have a good day today?” I asked when it was clear he’d lost his train of thought, and a shy grin curved his lips. “I’m sorry. Did I say something amusing?”
“Umm… Well, kind of,” he said, and I stopped the soft stroke of my thumb to grip his chin and make him look at me. I didn’t have to ask my question again. “It’s just, you’re standing there asking me how my day was when I just walked in on you wielding a whip on a naked guy as though it were an extension of your arm. I mean, holy shit, Wolfe, that was…”
“Yes?”
Jesse let out a rush of air. “Really hot.”
I bent my head down and brushed the barest of kisses across his lips. “So you liked it?”
Jesse blinked slowly and then nodded. “Yes.”
“Duly noted. But that’s something you have to work up to,” I said, and flicked my tongue along his top lip. “Tonight I have something else in mind for you. First, this is yours.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out one of the antique keys to the den. As Jesse took it from me, his jaw fell open. He knew exactly what it was and just how much it cost to acquire one. “That gives you access here whenever you like. It also means you belong to me.”
As Jesse nodded, he slipped the key into his pocket as though it were a national treasure. I then moved aside to let him look around the Lair, and when his eyes fell upon the St. Andrew’s Cross, I wondered what was running through his mind. I could see the speculation from those silently watching us and knew they were trying to gauge what I saw in the young man in the khakis and respectable button-down. But when Jesse turned his face back up to mine, the answer was as clear as day.
