already
been.
“Good thing for you I like it rough,
too,” he said so that only I could hear. Then he smacked me on the ass and
turned his head and bit me. His teeth sunk in deep, his bite really hard. Even
through brand new denim it stung like a snake had clamped down on my leg.
“Ow! Goddammit!” I screamed. Good show
we were putting on but it really hurt.
Lucas’s head swiveled and behind his
dark sunglasses he looked annoyed and angry. He shielded his eyes glaring at
us.
Matthew bit me again and I let loose
with another yell, head tossed back to the bright blue sky. My pussy thumped
and grew slicker. My body hummed with confusion. A dreadful mix of arousal,
attraction, terror. I squirmed, my pelvic bone connecting with Matthew’s
shoulder. “He’s going to fuck you senseless when he sees my teeth mark on you,”
Matthew hissed and he turned so that our combined profile blocked the car from
the office window. We had planted ourselves right in front of C. Michael
Ritter’s office and had set about creating one hell of a spectacle.
Lucas, started the chain and the
Mustang’s nose bobbed up. He gave us a thumbs up. Then, heart racing, body
still shaking with adrenaline, I saw him motion to Matthew with a slash across
the throat pantomime. Matthew put me down and I wobbled on my feet. My inner
ear tried valiantly to make the world steady and when it did I glared at
Lucas’s bratty brother. He glared back but then he grinned. Licked his lips.
Leaned in, his mouth coming at mine.
And I clocked him.
* * * *
“You really shouldn’t have hit him,”
Lucas said. He sounded displeased and I instinctively wanted to apologize to
him. I didn’t.
I watched the busy people walking
through the lobby. In and out and up and down. In the elevator. Off the
elevator. People on cell phones and people holding papers and people reading
while they walked. The lobby with its steel accents, gray color scheme and red
accents was charming and modern. A nice place. But why were we here?
“He bit me,” I reminded Lucas. “Hard.”
My skin still throbbed and rippled with pain where Matthew had gone all wolf
man on me. Matthew stood by the restroom entrances, glowering like a surly
teenager. He wasn’t happy that Lucas had come and taken his new toy away. Me.
“I know. But it couldn’t have been any
worse than your spanking. And Matthew tends to get carried away when he’s
excited. And you excite him.”
“Lucky me.”
“Yes and no. Matthew has good taste. A
girl of mine he doesn’t covet is a girl who isn’t worth my time.”
I bristled at the word covet but only because it made my insides go loose and hot for him. And his brother.
“Great. I’m coveted. Next the plague and locusts will descend. He bites me and
you defend him? That is rich.” I snorted, rolled my eyes. Anticipation and
annoyance warred in me. I was simply a mess.
“Watch yourself, Ember. Behave,” he
said. Lucas pulled me in and my heart sped up. Maybe he would kiss me. Right
here in the bright, crisp lobby of the office building where Ritter worked.
Ritter’s repossessed car around the corner secured to the big ass tow truck
that Lucas drove.
“I’m sorry.” Those words were becoming
second nature to me. “I ¾ what is that?” Lucas did kiss me but
only for a second. Barely long enough for my lips to register the subtle warm
brush of his mouth over mine. My tongue peeked out, seeking more but he pulled
back and clipped something over my ear.
“That is an earpiece. It has a pretty
high powered microphone on it, believe it or not.” He smiled. Mischief in his
eyes.
“What’s it for?” I ran my fingers
along the sleek curve of the small piece of plastic. It was so light, I barely
knew it was there but for touching it. “Do we have another….mission?” Christ,
now I sounded like an astronaut. “I mean, is there another car here?”
“Nope, no other cars. But I guess you
could say you have another mission. He laughed. He flipped
been.
“Good thing for you I like it rough,
too,” he said so that only I could hear. Then he smacked me on the ass and
turned his head and bit me. His teeth sunk in deep, his bite really hard. Even
through brand new denim it stung like a snake had clamped down on my leg.
“Ow! Goddammit!” I screamed. Good show
we were putting on but it really hurt.
Lucas’s head swiveled and behind his
dark sunglasses he looked annoyed and angry. He shielded his eyes glaring at
us.
Matthew bit me again and I let loose
with another yell, head tossed back to the bright blue sky. My pussy thumped
and grew slicker. My body hummed with confusion. A dreadful mix of arousal,
attraction, terror. I squirmed, my pelvic bone connecting with Matthew’s
shoulder. “He’s going to fuck you senseless when he sees my teeth mark on you,”
Matthew hissed and he turned so that our combined profile blocked the car from
the office window. We had planted ourselves right in front of C. Michael
Ritter’s office and had set about creating one hell of a spectacle.
Lucas, started the chain and the
Mustang’s nose bobbed up. He gave us a thumbs up. Then, heart racing, body
still shaking with adrenaline, I saw him motion to Matthew with a slash across
the throat pantomime. Matthew put me down and I wobbled on my feet. My inner
ear tried valiantly to make the world steady and when it did I glared at
Lucas’s bratty brother. He glared back but then he grinned. Licked his lips.
Leaned in, his mouth coming at mine.
And I clocked him.
* * * *
“You really shouldn’t have hit him,”
Lucas said. He sounded displeased and I instinctively wanted to apologize to
him. I didn’t.
I watched the busy people walking
through the lobby. In and out and up and down. In the elevator. Off the
elevator. People on cell phones and people holding papers and people reading
while they walked. The lobby with its steel accents, gray color scheme and red
accents was charming and modern. A nice place. But why were we here?
“He bit me,” I reminded Lucas. “Hard.”
My skin still throbbed and rippled with pain where Matthew had gone all wolf
man on me. Matthew stood by the restroom entrances, glowering like a surly
teenager. He wasn’t happy that Lucas had come and taken his new toy away. Me.
“I know. But it couldn’t have been any
worse than your spanking. And Matthew tends to get carried away when he’s
excited. And you excite him.”
“Lucky me.”
“Yes and no. Matthew has good taste. A
girl of mine he doesn’t covet is a girl who isn’t worth my time.”
I bristled at the word covet but only because it made my insides go loose and hot for him. And his brother.
“Great. I’m coveted. Next the plague and locusts will descend. He bites me and
you defend him? That is rich.” I snorted, rolled my eyes. Anticipation and
annoyance warred in me. I was simply a mess.
“Watch yourself, Ember. Behave,” he
said. Lucas pulled me in and my heart sped up. Maybe he would kiss me. Right
here in the bright, crisp lobby of the office building where Ritter worked.
Ritter’s repossessed car around the corner secured to the big ass tow truck
that Lucas drove.
“I’m sorry.” Those words were becoming
second nature to me. “I ¾ what is that?” Lucas did kiss me but
only for a second. Barely long enough for my lips to register the subtle warm
brush of his mouth over mine. My tongue peeked out, seeking more but he pulled
back and clipped something over my ear.
“That is an earpiece. It has a pretty
high powered microphone on it, believe it or not.” He smiled. Mischief in his
eyes.
“What’s it for?” I ran my fingers
along the sleek curve of the small piece of plastic. It was so light, I barely
knew it was there but for touching it. “Do we have another….mission?” Christ,
now I sounded like an astronaut. “I mean, is there another car here?”
“Nope, no other cars. But I guess you
could say you have another mission. He laughed. He flipped
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