Page 9 of Spy With Me
And he could be protective. “Not yet, but if I get my way,that could change.”
“You sure you know what you’re doing? I know he works withCoop and the twins and your brother, but there’s something off about him,”Hunter said. “I can’t put my finger on it, but he’s… I worry he’s not who hepresents himself to be.”
“He’s a spy, Hunt. I assure you Kala doesn’t walk into a newsituation and punch people the way she does here.” She wasn’t worried aboutZach being a spy. Her brother was one, and TJ was perfectly harmless toanything but a hot dog. Or a burger. Or honestly, any kind of food. Her brotherhad the wildest metabolism. “I know what I’m getting into. It’s nothing morethan a fun night.”
Hunter seemed to consider it for a moment and she got readyto go in and get Zach herself because Hunter McKay wasn’t about to makedecisions for her. But right before she was about to make her way into thatsacred male space, Hunter opened the door. “I’ll get him. You be careful, kid.”
“Kid?” But the door had already closed. He was like a yearand a half older than she was and he called her kid. He was a kid. He workedfor his dad and everything, and just because he could fly a plane didn’t makehim more mature than she was. Kid. He was a kid.
The door opened and a man walked through.
Whoa. Zach Reed was at least six foot four and had broadshoulders and a six-pack to die for. Dark hair and the warmest brown eyes and ajawline cut from granite. And lips. Damn he had gorgeous lips that were curlingup. “You change your mind, sweetness?”
The nickname didn’t apply, and yet somehow it threatened tomake her toes curl. She moved into his space. He was finally looking at her,and she wasn’t going to waste his focus. She got in close and tilted her headup, looking at that cut jawline and wanting to run her lips over it. “I’mlooking for some stress relief tonight, Sir. Do you think you might be able tohelp me? I’m sorry for my first reaction. It’s been a rough couple of days, butI assure you I’m not normally one to run away from something I want.”
Was that a gun or was he suddenly happy to see her?
He eased back slightly since guns weren’t allowed on thedungeon floor. “That is good to know, and I would be happy to play with you.Let’s sit down and set some ground rules.”
She followed him, ready for her night to begin.
Chapter Two
Zach closed the door to the privacy room and had to take asteadying breath. What the hell was this woman doing to him? They had stood infront of the main stage where Aidan and Tristan tortured their sub, but all thewhile his whole focus had been on the woman in front of him. They stayed towardthe back since he needed to talk to her while they watched, and he hadn’twanted to gain the attention of Gabriel Lodge, who was training a bunch of kidDomswho looked like they should be back in high school.
And when the scene was finished in perfectly filthy style,she’d suggested they go to a privacy room.
He’d asked her questions about how the scene made her feel.
Horny, she’d replied in that bratty fucking way that got hismotor running.
He had not planned on coming to a room with her. He’dthought they might find a play space and he would spank her and probably gether off and deal with a righteously unsatisfied dick.
He turned and hoped he had his Dom face on and not thepuppy-dog eyes he was kind of worried he had.
Everything about this woman did it for him.
“Are you worried about something, Sir?” Devi sat on the bed,one long leg crossed over the other.
She liked to challenge him. It made him realize the subshe’d been topping were a little too…well, submissive for him. He didn’t eventhink that was some weird contradiction. If there was one thing he’d learnedhere at The Hideout, it was that figuring out what worked for a person andaccepting it was important to contentment. He could absolutely run a scene withthesubbiestof women, but when it came to engaginghis emotions, he preferred someone like Devi.
Or he might just prefer Devi period.
“What makes you think that, sub?” Yeah, that sounded like hewas in control. Which he was. Body-wise he was totally in control. There wassomething going on that made him worry emotionally he was sliding off the deepend.
Which would be a terrible idea. This was a one-night thing.
“Well, you’ve been very circumspect, Sir. I don’t know ifyou noticed but a lot of the tops were touching their subs quite intimately outthere. It was a hot scene. I was surprised you didn’t touch me. Are you worriedabout my brother?” she asked, her head tilting sideways as though assessinghim.
Did she think he hadn’t thought about cupping her breasts asshe stood in front of him, practically leaning back against him? “I’m notworried about your brother. TJ is actually a pretty reasonable guy. If Istepped out of line he would deal with me and probably be pretty mean about it,but I could say the same thing about your cousins. I don’t want Team Taggartdeciding I’m fucking over their cousin and burying me six feet under. I’veheard a lot about pools.”
Her lips turned up in a slightly evil smile. “We were alltaught that from a young age. Getting a body in right before the frame andgunitego in is chef’s kiss when it comes to handling yourenemies. I will start to worry when the twins finally buy a place and talkabout pools. So if you’re not anxious about my brother, then maybe you’re notattracted to me and we should call this what it is.”
She wanted to push him? She knew damn well he was attractedto her since his erection had pressed against her ass most of the night. Heknew she felt it because she rubbed those sweet, round cheeks against him,making it hard to focus. “What is it, Devon?”
A brow rose over her eyes as though she felt challenged bythe deep tone of his voice. “A miscalculation on both our parts.”
He thought about it for a moment. She obviously needed morefrom him, and not in a beg-for-your-attention way. Even though he kind of feltlike it. “If what you need is a Dom who reads your mind and is only involved ina scene for your good, then yes, you have miscalculated, brat. While we’veknown each other for a while, we don’t know each other well. Do you want aquick lay? I’m probably willing to do that. I was attempting to gauge what youlike and what you don’t. You were busy teasing me and making sarcasticcomments.”
