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For a moment, a painful, panicked moment, he thought she meant it. That she was going to leave. That they’d taken her too far tonight. But then his gaze tracked downward. The move was subtle, but she was squirming, rubbing her thighs against each other like she couldn’t stand still. And that little triangle of blue fabric between her legs had gone nearly see-through she was so wet.
She wasn’t sayingwater.She was sayingno.
Something primal swelled in him. He stepped forward, walking slowly toward her. When he stopped in front of her, he caught her scent and the slight tremor of her muscles. He put his hand to her throat and gave it the barest of squeezes. “I said”—he dipped his head to lock eye contact—“get on your fucking knees, O’Neal.”
Her eyes widened and fear flickered, her heart pounding against his palm. That reaction was like a spice on his tongue. A sweet, erotic flavor. But he braced himself for her to knee him in the balls and run.
Instead, to his amazement, her throat flexed against his hand as she swallowed, and then she looked him full in the face and said, “Make me.”
Every light on the circuit board inside him lit up, and he sucked in a harsh breath, releasing her throat from his grip. He glanced at Len, who smiled and nodded, their ability to read each other in these situations almost psychic by now.
Len sidled up behind O’Neal, put his hands on her upper arms, and then bumped the backs of her knees with his, bringing her down.
O’Neal gasped as her knees hit the carpet.
Auden smiled and bent down to look at her. “I told you, freshman. Don’t get cocky. Len may like you, but he’s not going to save you from me.”
She was blinking fast now, unsure. He should’ve probably soothed her. Didn’t want to. He went over and grabbed a pillow from the bed and tossed it in front of her. Before she could puzzle out what was happening, he moved behind her, grabbed a hold of the tie between her wrists, and then pressed his hand between her shoulder blades. Unable to fight him with her hands bound, her cheek landed on the pillow, her hips high in the air. She swore softly.
A shudder of pure desire moved through Auden. Even hearing O’Neal curse was a turn-on. “There we go.” He tugged her panties down to her knees, binding her legs, and then he smoothed a hand over her bare backside. Goosebumps appeared along her skin. “Ready to say you’re sorry?”
There was a pause and then a muffled, petulant, “No.”
The word was like candy on his tongue, but he forced himself to double-check. “Thirsty?”
“Now’s not the time for a drink, Auden,” she said, annoyance in her voice.
He laughed under his breath, fucking delighted, and then he did something he’d never in a million years thought he’d do to O’Neal Lory. He swatted her ass with enough force to make it sting.
The squeak of shock that came out of her proved she’d expected something different. “Youhitme?”
“Mmm,” he acknowledged, rubbing his hand over her reddening skin. “So I did. Maybe you should have accepted that drink.”
“You—” she began, but he smacked her on the other cheek, the sound echoing in his ears. “Hey!”
The righteous indignation in her voice waseverything.She was one step away from asking to talk to his manager. He cocked his head at Len, who looked as entertained as he was. Len sat down cross-legged on the floor next to O’Neal.
“I still haven’t heard an apology,” Auden reminded her.
She squirmed, and he could sense her considering it—or maybe she was ready to call for water. “Why are you hitting me? This doesn’t seem—is this…?”
She didn’t know enough to know what to ask. But he could answer her question. He tucked his fingers between her legs and dragged them along her pussy. She was so hot and juicy that the sound his fingers made was obscene. He wanted to groan, but he swallowed it back, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of getting to him yet.
“You’re saying a lot of protesting words, freshman, but you’re so fucking wet, you’re about to leave a puddle on the carpet.”
“Oh my God,” she turned her face into the pillow. “Shut up.”
Len chuckled and then reached out to take over where Auden’s fingers had been.
O’Neal moaned into the pillow, and Auden watched indulgently.
“Ready to say you’re sorry?” Auden asked.
“No,” she said, muffled.
Damn, she was fantastic. He nodded at Len, who started to tease her clit in slow strokes, and then Auden went to work. O’Neal was on the verge of orgasm. He could tell it wouldn’t take much, but he wanted her to feel what the pain/pleasure combo could be like. He lifted his hand and using short, swift strokes, he spanked her along the rounds of her ass and the backs of her thighs, not giving her time in between to recover.
Smack, smack, smack.The sound and feel of her made him harder with each pop. Her skin turned pink and hot. And watching Len work her pussy, giving her just enough to make her squirm but not enough to send her over, only added to the moment. She was theirs to play with, to pleasure, and to give a little sting.
