Page 96 of Indecent Obsession
Before I can second-guess my instincts, I race toward my room. Peabody barks a warning before Wyatt grabs me and lifts me.
“No.” I pitch my elbow back at him.
He pins my arms against my sides as I struggle to get free. His heat floods me with need. “You need to learn to be a good girl, brat.”
“Fuck you, cap.” If I’m going to get in trouble, I’m going all the way. It’s better to learn up front what’s waiting for me than having it piecemealed out.
The growl from Wyatt turns my insides into Jell-o. Fuck, every inch of me is burning and needy.
He turns me. Dante has Peabody on the couch, petting him while my dog almost glares at Wyatt for manhandling me.
“It’s sir, but you know that, trouble.” Wyatt nips at the back of my ear. I gasp and struggle a little more to get loose. I do like the way my body rubs against his.
Finn walks out of his bedroom. His eyebrow rises at the way Wyatt holds me. He glances over at Dante.
“Are we ordering dinner?” He walks over and pets Peabody before sitting.
“Unless you want to cook while Wyatt disciplines Sara.” Dante nods toward us.
I lift my foot and try to slam it down on top of Wyatt’s, but he’s holding me too high. Besides, I’m barefoot and it probably would hurt me more than him. And I still wouldn’t be free.
“On it.” Finn pulls his phone out. “You want steak, flower? Something you can sink your teeth into.”
He flashes me a grin. If I could reach any part of Wyatt, I’d bite him. Just the thought of his flesh between my teeth makes me even wetter.
“Put me down, Wyatt.” I use my sternest voice but it doesn’t have any effect on him.
He squeezes me. “Tell Finn what you want to eat, trouble.”
“I will if you put me down.” So I can run into my room and lock the door. Not that it will stop him for long, but then at least I’ll have time to hide. I want to get fucked, but I also don’t want to be too easy. Or I could climb on the bed and get started without him.
That’s an enticing idea.
Wyatt walks over to the couch and sits down with me in his lap. “Steak sounds good.”
“All right.” Finn taps on his phone for a few minutes while I try to wiggle out of Wyatt’s arms. Unfortunately, it also rubs my pussy against his erection until I’m not sure if I’m wiggling to get free or to get off.
The need is pulsing through me. This isn’t enough to get me there though.
“Dinner’s ordered. Proceed with the punishment.” Finn sets his phone to the side and gives me a grin.
Wyatt slides his hand up my thigh.
I still, breathlessly waiting for him to touch me where I ache.
“Are you going to be a good girl, trouble?” He pauses just before his hand reaches my pussy. I huff out a breath.
“Do good girls get fucked?” I lean my head back beside his, looking up at the ceiling. Inside, my brain chants, Touch me.
“After they take their punishment.” His fingers rub my thigh.
Oof, I want him to fuck me, but I also don’t want to take my punishment.
“You liked the punishment last time, flower.” Finn smirks.
Wyatt making me come between spanks was kind of epic. But then I remember his list of punishments.
“What’s my punishment… sir?” Fuck it, I’ll throw him a bone.
