Page 171 of Indulge
I pull out and collapse beside her.
“Did you enjoy that, Irish?” she teases.
“Why don’t you come and find out?” Reggie’s voice rumbles.
She turns to me, lips still swollen, as I lie there tasting her on my tongue.
“It’s your turn to watch now, rockstar.” She presses a kiss to my cheek.
I grin, sitting up.
“Show me what you’ve got. Be a good girl for my brother now.”
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REGGIE
Song, GLITTER AND VIOLENCE, Nessa Barrett
She crawls over to me, and I’m ready to fuckin’ explode.
“You think that you can fuck my brother, in my bed, while I’m sleeping next to you, and not face any consequence, Bella?”
She straddles my hips, her knees bracketing my abs, palms flattening against my chest.
“No, sir. But I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
My hand shoots out, gripping her throat. Her lips part on a gasp.
“You’ll make it up to me? Will you?”
She nods, so I tighten my hold.
I’m not angry, not even close. I’m turned the hell on. Seeing her fall apart like that? That was fuckin’ beautiful. But I do need to remind her where the balance of control lies. That actions have consequences.
“Pick a safe word, Princess,” I tell her, eyes locked on hers.
“Pink.”
“Interesting take on the colors. But okay.”
“Now pick a number.”
She pouts. “Three?”
I arch a brow. “And another one. Higher.”
“Four.”
I nod, catching her hip and rolling her onto her back, nudging her thighs open with mine.
“I’ll spank you four times with my belt. And I’ll make you come three times,” I whisper against her cheek.
“Y-your belt?”
“One with the belt, the other with my hands. Does that sound okay?”
Her cheeks flush a deep, sinful red. “Yes, sir.”
