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“Ow,” she cried splitting her thighs apart. “You don’t have to do this; I was going to tell you.”
“I know, but this is more fun.”
“Urgh, what’s happened to you? Before you sounded just like Gavin and now you sound more like Colin.”
Trace laughed and parted her bottom cheeks, running his finger up and down her crack before pushing it further down to her wet folds. He swirled his fingers in her juices, pushing two fingers deep inside her to thrust gently.
“Oh God,” she cried out, arching back in reaction.
“Like that, baby?” he crooned.
“You know I do,” she cried out.
“Good, then start talking,” he demanded. Dammit, she wasn’t used to this dominant side of Trace.
“Trace! Couldn’t we, you know, and then we’ll chat?” He pulled his fingers from her pussy to tap her sensitive clit. She needed to come. Now!
“I don’t think so,” he said slowly, drawing his fingers back just as she’d been about to explode. “Talk to me then I’ll let you come.”
Lila groaned, unable to believe the depth of his cruelty. Part of her wished she’d just opted for the spanking.
Trace parted her bottom cheeks again, pressing one damp finger against her asshole. Lila clenched her teeth, her legs twitching as need flooded through her.
“Trace, no,” she groaned.
“Oh yes,” he replied. “Have I told you how much I love this ass? It’s firm, round and so very sexy. I could stare at it for hours and not grow tired.”
Her face was on fire even as her insides stirred, arousal building. Which was crazy, she shouldn’t be turned on by this, should she?
A slap landed on her bottom, then Trace rubbed the slight sting, its heat spread from her ass throughout her body.
“Do you know a woman about half a head taller than me with long, dark brown hair and blue eyes?” she said quickly. “Slim build.”
Tra
ce pushed his finger further inside her asshole. “Possibly, sounds like a few women I know.”
“I’ve never met her before, but she was waitressing at Dirty Delights the other night. She spilled a drink on me and I don’t think it was accidental. Then today in Freestown she came up to me as I was about to drive home. She said she was the one who told my mother I was at Dirty Delights that night. She seems to think she has a claim on one of you and that when you grow tired of me you’ll get rid of me for her because I’m a whore like my mother.”
Trace swore and turned her over to hold her on his lap. “Baby, you know that’s not true, don’t you?”
“Course I do,” Lila said indignantly. “I’m no whore and I know you guys love me, but this woman is obviously deranged and I’m worried about you guys. What if she tries to hurt one of you?”
“You’re such a doll to worry about us, but you’re the one she seems to be fixated on and I don’t like it one bit. I’m not sure who she is but we’ll talk to Gavin and Colin about her tonight, see what they think. I’ll give Devon a call as well and get the names of all his waitresses.”
Devon Fletcher owned Dirty Delights and had been a friend of Trace’s for years.
Lila shook her head. “That’s just it. I’m not sure she does work there. I didn’t really think about it before, but don’t all the waitresses wear little tank tops with the bar’s logo on it?”
“Yeah, they do.”
“This woman’s top didn’t have a logo. I think she was just pretending to be a waitress to get close to me.”
“I don’t like this one bit. From now on, you go nowhere alone, do you understand me? One of us will take you wherever you need to go.”
“Trace,” she began.
“No,” he told her sternly. “This is not up for negotiation. You’re under our protection. You break this rule, darling, and I will make any spanking you’ve received so far look like love taps.”
