Page 152 of Delightful Sins


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“What should I do with you now?” He smiles, knowing exactly what I need the most.

“Touch me,” I whisper, my desperation at its height. “Just touch me and make me come, please.”

He steps back, sitting down on the chair again. “Sorry, toy. This is a punishment, remember?”

“No,” I whimper. “No, no, no.” I turn back to Elliot. “Please.”

The blond brother undoes his belt from my wrists. He puts it back on, not even looking at me anymore. “Go wash your face. You need to eat.”

“But—”

“Don’t you dare wash your pussy, Jade. And no underwear. I want you to feel your wetness all fucking day.”

“Please.”

“My love.” He smiles, but it means nothing good. “I’m being kind enough to stop here. Don’t test my patience. You know I have very,verylittle of it.”

My head drops, eyes stuck to the floor.

“Go on,” he urges me as he helps me up. “Go wash your face.”

This is the worst lunch of my life. The embarrassment of knowing I’m leaving a wet spot on the wooden chair keeps my cheeks burning the whole time. I can barely eat, the need to come still too hot inside me. The brothers keep their eyes on me the whole time. While they talk and debate what day we should race.

It’s Elliot’s birthday tomorrow, and he said he didn’t want a party. That he’s done with that shit and just wants to watch me race with our new baby. I agree silently, and the moment he sees me shift on the chair, he slaps my thigh.

I hiss, turning to him. “I didn’t—”

“Don’t even fucking try to lie. You’re such a little slut you can’t help but attempt to grind your pussy on a chair? Behave yourself.”

“She’s like a badly behaved little pet,” Ethan taunts, his dark eyes on me. “Can’t control her urges.”

My eyes narrow. The pet allusions multiply every day, and the lust in his gaze when he talks about them is making me hot. Hotter than I would have thought. I would have never imagined in a million years getting bothered by someone talking about making me their pet, but when it comes out of Ethan’s mouth. Fuck. Love makes you stupid, truly.

“I want to take you somewhere this afternoon,” Ethan says. “There’s a shop on the South Bank. I want to get you some stuff from there.”

Elliot’s phone vibrates on the table, and I catch the name on the text before he can put it away.

Natasha.

The banker.

“Are you for fucking real?” I snap. “I’m right here!”

Elliot takes his time putting his phone in his pocket, then turns to me. “Let’s try that again. It would be a shame to punish you again so soon.”

I tighten my jaw, trying to control myself and not absolutely lose my shit. Lesson well learned; I decide to talk calmly.

“I hate her,” I seethe. Nope, not calm.

Ethan snorts. “That’s her holding herself back, you know?”

“I know.” But Elliot doesn’t seem to find it funny. “Jade.” He licks his lips, clearly thinking of what to say next so I don’t blow up the place. “She wanted to see me today, and I said I couldn’t. That’s because I want to spend the day with you. I want to go to that shop Ethan’s been talking about for days. You’re going to try some stuff on for us there.”

“I’m not trying shit for you two. Have you kissed her yet?”

His eyes flutter closed as he clearly tries to keep his cool. “No. I haven’t.”

“But you told her how pretty she is, I’m sure.Natasha. I bet she has great tits.”

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