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Fuck this girl is seriously hot. I want to spread those thighs apart and bury my face between her legs…
She turns her head and smirks at Kelly and me, grinning even wider when she sees the bulge in our pants. “It’s just an ass, guys,” she snarks. “Everyone has one.”
I’m just about to respond that not everyone’s ass is as delectable as hers, when a loud crack breaks the silence and rings around the room. A stunned silence follows for a moment.
“What the fuck?” Belle yells.
Kelly and I are wearing matching WTF expressions, staring at Linc. He looks just as dazed and confused as we are, staring from his right hand to the pink outline of his handprint on her ass.
Holy shit.
“Did you just fucking spank me?” she shrills at him, turning over on the couch so that she’s facing the three of us. All of her attention is on Linc. All of my attention is on her breasts. Fuck.
Linc clears his throat and I cut my gaze to him, seeing that fight or flight moment of panic flash before his eyes and then resolve settles in. Fight it is. He’s never been one to back down, but I get the feeling he just reacted on instinct, and he didn’t actually mean to do it. Admitting that would be akin to admitting weakness, though, and Linc won’t ever do that.
“Now you listen here, brat.”
Oh fuck…he didn’t.
I groan again, but this time in exasperation rather than arousal. She’s going to flip and storm out, refusing to let us work on her, and Linc will have just blown the best thing to ever happen to the three of us.
Artistically speaking, of course.
“My brothers and I are doing you a favor. We’re giving up our time, after long days at work, to do this art for you. The least you can do is show a bit of gratitude. Do not get snarky with us. We’re not your brother, and we won’t be tolerating any of your crap, like he does. Got me?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispers, obviously still in shock. I drag my eyes from Linc to look at her, she’s fuming. The fire in her eyes is obvious, and I see a slight smile tugging at the corner of her lip. Fuck me…She’s sitting up but looking down at her knees, oblivious to the fact that her naked body is on full display for the three of us to see. Or maybe she is aware, but likes the attention. Judging by the way she’s breathing heavily, and her cheeks are flushed, I’d say she really likes it.
Fuck.
Linc is done for. She’s feisty as hell, but she’s sitting there like a good little submissive, and that’s his weakness. Although, judging by the glower he’s throwing her way right now, he hasn’t realized it.
“Turn over and lie back down then,” he growls at her. “It’s late, and I’ve got to get started on this design,” he snaps, before grumbling under his breath, “You ungrateful little brat.”
She turns, giving him a sassy look, and they lock eyes for a long moment. The sexual tension is building. When Linc’s the first to look away, I realize he’s more affected than he’s letting on.
When Belle lays back down, I see that Linc has left a handprint on her ass, which he’s noticed too. He stares at it, contemplating, and I know that he’s holding back from touching her again to soothe her pain away.
When he continues to stare, I begin to suspect that he’ll find a way to incorporate the handprint into her tattoo design. He has an eidetic memory, so remembering the impression of his hand on her ass won’t be a problem. And he’ll do it in such a subtle way, only we will know it’s there.
I can’t help but feel disappointed; I really liked her. She’s cool, laid back, fiery, and hot as hell. But I’m not going to go against Linc, especially if he’s finally found someone who might take his mind off that evil wench, Linda. He probably hasn’t even realized that he likes Belle, but I know better. He’s just branded her as his, even though neither of them knows it yet.
