Page 28 of Courting the Consequences

A hand came down on her ass, the loud smack making her jump before she felt the sting of the hit. “And you don’t talk back when given an order,” Johnny growled into her ear before he pressed himself to her back and sucked a bruising kiss into her neck.

She whimpered and closed her eyes. How the hell did they find that sensitive spot on her neck so quickly? Johnny’s hands were on her hips, Derrick held her face with one large hand while the other slid behind her head and fisted in her hair. His lips were on hers a moment later, and she groaned as he stepped into her body, sandwiching her between him and Johnny.

She was in so much trouble. If this was any indication on how the night would go, she would be thoroughlyfuckedby the end of the night.

“Alright, horndogs,” Kevin’s voice penetrated the fog that surrounded Kara’s brain. “Let her breathe. We’re in public.”

It was the jolt of reality that Kara needed. She abruptly pulled away from Derrick only to back further into Johnny. She turned and stepped out of his arms as well, quickly looking around to see if anyone had seen them.

She didn’t see anyone, but fear set her heart racing. “Relax baby,” Kevin said as he stood next to her. “No one saw, but we should get going.”

She gave him a nod and headed toward her Lincoln, parked on the street a couple spaces down from the bar.

“I’ll meet you at your place.” He nodded to her.

She smiled and got into her vehicle.

KevinwaitedforKarato drive away before he turned to his two best friends. Both of them watched him, waiting. “We need to do this right,” he started. He could see Johnny’s hackles rising already. His buddy didn’t like being told what to do. “I don’t want to lose her,” he added.

Johnny blew out a breath and nodded. “Alright.”

“I think she’s on board,” Derrick said and rubbed a hand over his beard thoughtfully. “We should discuss limits though. It’s clear she’s into some of the power play dynamics. Definitely saw that praise kink for what it was. You already talked to her about the three of us sharing, then?”

Kevin nodded and ran a hand over his black hair. “She’s never done anything like this before, obviously, but she’s not opposed. She said she wasn’t ready a couple weeks ago.” He shrugged.

Derrick laughed. “Well, she seems ready now.”

Kevin nodded and grinned before he looked at Johnny. “And if she changes her mind when she gets to the clubhouse?” Kevin asked him, already knowing his brother’s response.

“Well then she says no and goes about her night.” He shrugged.

Kevin nodded again. “Alright, I’ll see ya in a bit,” he said and turned toward his bike.

Kevin made it to Kara’s house relatively quickly. He let himself in her front door without knocking and went in search of her. He found her in her bedroom packing a small bag. She looked up when he walked in. “I assume I’m probably not coming home tonight?” she asked.

He grinned brightly. “Only if you want to,” he said, then moved into her space. He turned serious for a moment. “Kara, nothing has to happen tonight if you don’t want it to. Just say the word. At any point if you want to stop, if you want to leave? Just tell us, and we won’t get upset. I promise,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him.

She smiled softly and leaned up on her tippy-toes to kiss his lips. “Thank you. I appreciate that.” When she pulled away she glanced back at her bag. “Something tells me I don’t need pajamas for the evening,” she smirked.

Kevin laughed richly. “Nah, I don’t think you’ll need those. You can always borrow a shirt of mine if you need it.”

She nodded. “I’ve got some clothes for tomorrow, and I just need to grab my toiletries.”

“Put on jeans too. You can’t ride in shorts. Boots too, if you have them.”

Kara nodded and headed for her closet. He watched her pull out a pair of ripped up jeans and combat boots. The night-and-day difference in her appearance from the usual office attire still surprised him. After three years of seeing her so buttoned-up and professional, seeing this side of her was like meeting a new person.

It was fucking hot.

He watched her toss the jeans on the bed and then reach for the button on her jean shorts. She peeled them off her body, revealing smooth, creamy bare skin. He let out a low groan before he was on her. He loved that she was comfortable with him and her body and didn’t hide from him.

She let out an “eep” of surprise when he suddenly picked her up and tossed her on the bed.

“Fucking hell, babe.” He groaned before he covered her with his body. He kissed her passionately and squeezed the globes of her breasts roughly.

She moaned and arched up against him. He loved the feel of her body against his, soft and supple yet firm. She was easy to toss around and didn’t mind when he got rough with her. She loved it.

She worked her hands between them and undid his belt quickly. Her hand was beneath his boxer briefs a moment later, and she gripped him tightly. He groaned and broke the kiss. She knew exactly how to get him off in a few quick moves.

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