Page 72 of Straight Fire


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“Now,” I bit out, hating being told no.

“I’ll see if I can get off early.”

Compromise. I had to learn to fucking compromise. I nodded, still not letting go of her. Part of me wished like fuck she could remember. So we could skip all this other shit. The other part, I knew, if she could remember, I wouldn’t be holding her right now.

“Let me know, and I’ll pick you up,” I told her.

“You can’t drive.”

“I can now.”

I wanted to tell her I loved her, but was that what I felt? Love seemed so damn weak. You loved pizza or horse racing or porn. This was consuming. More powerful than a word used flippantly.

Before I left, I made sure to remind her just how good this was with a kiss that got those sexy little sounds out of her.

After leaving Carmichael’s office and Shiloh, we headed back to the house to get my car. I was going to need it, having to go back and forth. Shiloh didn’t own a car, and we hadn’t discussed it. Her uncle drove her around, it seemed. My thoughts were on that while Huck talked to Blaise about an issue we were having that I couldn’t participate in since I was still fucking broken.

Tonight, I was going to find out more about Shiloh’s past two years. All she’d been through and why she didn’t have a car. Not that it mattered now. I’d take care of her. There was shit I didn’t know, and it had to be cleared up. When it came to her, I wanted to know everything. If I could just keep my hands off her long enough to ask the right things.

We pulled into the garage, and I got out of the SUV while Huck finished his conversation. Glancing over at my bike, I knew I wasn’t taking that. Shiloh had had a head injury already. I wasn’t putting her on the back of my bike and taking any chances.

We’d just use my Jeep. Damn, it felt good to have the freedom to drive again. Heading in the back door, I heard the noises, but wasn’t completely sure until I stepped into the living room. Destiny was naked and bent over the sofa while Levi stood over her with the leather belt she preferred in his hand. Kye sat in the leather chair, watching them.

“Where the fuck is Trinity?” I asked, thinking Levi was an idiot. If Trinity saw this, Huck would lose his shit.

“Gone to Maddy’s,” he replied, then grinned. “Want a swing?” he asked, holding the belt out to me. “Kye is next, but we know she prefers you.”

“Please, Gage,” Destiny begged with her already-red ass in the air.

I shook my head. “You look like you have it under control,” I told him, then headed for the kitchen.

“GAGE!” Destiny called my name, and I glanced back. “You know I’d rather it be you.”

Levi nailed her ass with a hard lick. “Watch it, bitch. I’ll make you regret that.” He winked at me. He didn’t give a fuck who spanked her, just like I didn’t.

“Not interested,” I replied and left the room.

The loud sounds continued as he called her names, which she got off on, and beat the hell out of her ass. She moaned and wailed and begged for it. We’d done this so many times that it felt choreographed. I opened the fridge and pulled out a beer.

“What the fuck?!” Huck shouted. “Warn a man first.”

“Sorry,” Levi replied. “Didn’t know y’all were gonna be back here so soon. I was just showing Kye here how to spank a bitch’s ass the right way.”

I was leaning back on the counter when Huck walked into the kitchen.

He looked at my beer. “You not spanking her ass anymore?” he asked.

I shook my head. “No. Shiloh wouldn’t like that.”

“No, she wouldn’t. But you liked it. Thought you might want to keep that up. Get some of your rage out.”

I shrugged. “Not feeling real full of rage at the moment.”

“What happens when you do? Shiloh isn’t gonna bend over and let you beat the hell out of her ass.”

The idea of her perfect, round white ass turning red made my cock stiffen. “Not like that. No. But that shit’s a little fucked up anyway. I’d prefer to put Shiloh over my knee and use my hand.”

Huck nodded, as if he understood. I had no doubt Trinity had been in that position with him more than once.

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