Page 233 of The Sidekick

Max swallows hard and turns to me.

“Is there any chance that you can get him in a good mood before class? It’s on Friday so you have a little time to butter him up.”

I start giggling as I shake my head. He looks horrified at the response.

“Please? I was just messing with him and he always takes it too seriously.”

I do my best Asher set-in-stone voice. “Actions have consequences, angel.”

His arm is suddenly around me, drawing me over his lap so he can spank me. My face is pressed into Trevor’s thigh as I laugh and struggle to get free. His slapping hand isn’t painful. It gives me the pleasant burn Trevor’s did without the pinch.

It starts arousal simmering inside me. I’m turning into a hussy around these guys. I don’t exactly feel sad about it.

“You’re not even struggling anymore,” Max points out in a smug tone.

I turn my head until my cheek is resting on Trevor’s thigh. “Nope.”

My gleeful tone makes both of them laugh. I stay relaxed right where I am as Max smoothes a hand over my backside. He starts massaging me in a way that makes the arousal slowly build higher.

“Max,” Trevor says darkly.

“Yeah?”

“Stop.”

His hands don’t stop as my eyes get wide. If anything they get more bold. Squeezing my cheeks so tightly I squirm and then a sharp slap that bounces me in place. There’s the sting it was missing.

A hand helplessly reaches up and grabs onto Trevor’s knee right in front of me as I take a deep breath.

“Bedtime,” Trevor’s voice has gone husky over the words. Max is eager to comply this time.

He helps me to my feet and hurries to the bedroom while I wobble in amazement.

“Give me a second. I’ll be right back,” Trevor gives me a dark smile and I nod.

I don’t know what’s going to happen in there but my curiosity is trying to get the best of me. I watch Trevor disappear around the doorway and the door is closed softly behind him.

My feet shift as I hear them mumbling to each other. I want to snoop so bad. My nerves take the option away quickly and I flop back onto the couch with a pout. Instead of giving into temptation I flip through the movie channels looking for something to distract me.

Ten minutes later I’m leaning on the arm of the couch, straining to hear anything as a show plays in the background, muted. What are they doing in there? Did they actually go to bed? But, Trevor said he’d be right back.

Dang it, was I supposed to snoop and get caught or something?

I hear the door open again and flail trying to right myself and unmute the TV. I’m a little too out of breath when Trevor comes back into the room with a dark smile.

I clear my throat and straighten my skirt as he sits down again.

“K-drama?”

My eyes snap to the show and I blink. “How did you know?”

He gives me a smirk. “I live with Max. I know half of these shows.”

“Really?” I gasp in excitement. “I have someone to watch them with?”

“I’ll watch them with you whenever you want, babygirl.”

I glance at him in surprise. I meant Max but if he’s offering I’m not turning it down.

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