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“Tell me,” I ordered.

“I want—Can I please come?”

Arching a brow, I stared down at her and fought not to smile. I wanted to lick the beads of sweat gathering at her temples.

She gritted her teeth in response. “Can I please come,Sir?”

“Not yet.”

Clicking the remote off, I tightened my grip as she pitched forward, crying out with frustration. As if she didn’t know I planned to make every moment of this torture worth it.

She bit down on my lapel, her body shaking with the need for release.

“Such a good girl.”

As she shuddered in my arms, I pressed my lips to the top of her head, feeling something unexpected under her hair.

A faint ridge—a scar, maybe?

I’d have to explore that later.

“Landon,” she panted.

Andfuck—the way she panted my name like a plea was almost enough to make me come. I was ready for this god forsaken party to be over so I could take her back to my room and have my way with her. But as much as I wanted to leave, Kingston wouldn’t be pleased.

He wanted to see her. Spend time with her. Dance with her.

And I couldn’t tell him why I hadn’t wanted to bring her here at all.

Since I couldn’t get out of it, I’d decided to give her a little gift, so when he had her in his arms, at least I’d know there was something from me still with her. Inside her and driving her crazy. Making her question every single one of her life choices.

Doing, to her, exactly what she did to me.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

QUINN

Iwas going to die. Death by orgasm denial. Put it on my tombstone and bury me—dead.

It was a slow, evil kind of torture, and I needed to be put out of my misery.

But Landon seemed to be enjoying himself far too much, holding my pleasure in his hands. Promising punishment if I came without permission.

The fuckingsadist.

I was starting to think whatever punishment he could dream up couldn’t possibly be worse than orgasm denial. My body needed release. I needed to come. And I could take a few spankings if that was the consequence.

I almost let go.

The look in his eyes stopped me. He stared at me like he knew I could do this, even if I didn’t think I could take anymore. So, I gritted my teeth and held onto him. Clutching him like a fucking lifeline, I fought to calm my body down.

My nipples had hardened to the point of pain. Every time they rubbed against Landon’s chest, a zing of pleasure shotright to my clit. I put some distance between us once I steadied enough to stand up straight.

It was quickly stolen away when a second presence appeared at my back.

Kingston raised his voice over the music, nodding at Landon before smiling down at me. “I’ve been looking for you two.” His hand wrapped around my free hip. “Mind if I join you?”

Too tense to speak, I nodded. My eyes flashed to Landon’s, and I didn’t miss the dark look he aimed at Kingston before shaking his head. Whatever I’d seen faded away as his eyes fell on me. The possessiveness there, though, rang out clear as day, and his gaze flicked down to his pocket as if to remind me.

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