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“Now,” I reach out and pull her against my chest again, “I have something that will make you feel better.”
Her brows hitch high, and I pull out my phone, using one hand to unlock it and open the photo app. Then I show her my screen.
“Ooooh, what a pretty knife.”
“You like it?” I ask, trying to hide my smirk.
“Yes. What’s it for?”
“It’s for me,” I brush the corner of my phone down the side of her cheek, “and for you.”
“What am I going to do with a big knife like that?” Her voice is husky, her body automatically responding to my touch.
“Youaren’t going to do anything with the knife. I, however, will be using it onyou.”
Her brows shoot towards the starry night sky. “On me?”
“Yes.” I trail the phone down between our bodies until it meets her sweet spot, covered by too many layers of clothing. “I’ll either use the hilt to fuck you or the blade to cut you.”
Her lips part as I press my phone harder against her bundle of nerves, extracting a husky moan.
“What would you prefer?” I ask, and she shrugs.
“Why choose. Can’t I have both?”
I can’t hide my grin, and her eyes flare with desire. “Both it is.” I nip at her lip and then, in a flash, push away from her and point to Tyler’s house. “Go back in and finish your night quickly. I’m not a patient man.”
“What you are is a Kitty tease, too.” Rhys pouts as I back away, and I chuckle.
I know I’m leaving her hanging, but I’ll pay up later, and in the meantime, she has Tyler to take her frustrated pussy out on.
Chapter Thirty
Rhys
My emotions are shot, and Kitty is ravenous. Two things that are the key ingredients for my addiction to take over any control I have in place. Each of the guys left me with promises I’m desperate to take them up on, and the moment I walk back into Ty’s house, he can see it written all over my face.
“Don’t look at me like that, Kitten.”
I grin at Ty’s expression. He fucking loves me looking like that. Unfortunately, his head is still with the fuckery that happened earlier with Marcus.
“I can’t help it, Daddy. I need…something.”
Ty’s blue eyes darken as he watches me walk across his living area to where he’s leaning against the kitchen bench. “Uh-ha. And what did your boy band say to you that has you so worked up right now?”
I grin and bite my lip, stalking closer to Ty. “Well, Shaun was talking about spanking, and Sy said we can play Simon Says when I get back. Marcus wants to… talk. But he didn’t say no to makeup sex afterwards, so that’s promising.”
Tyler chuckles. “And what about Garrett? Did the big fella leave you with any promises?”
My face heats with a flush as I remember Garrett’s words. He said he would use the hilt of his knife to fuck me and the blade to cut me. Call me a twisted bitch, but that shit right there turns me right the fuck on.
“Fuck, Kitten. What did he promise?” Ty steps away from the counter and approaches, coming to stop a couple of feet in front of me.
“He has a knife.” I rasp quietly. “He’s going to use it on me.”
Ty’s brows shoot up. “Blood play?”
I nod, my Kitty aching with need.
