Page 68 of Secret Obsession
Miles meets my gaze, then goes to his knees.
Slowly.
“Wh—”
“Just checking.” He pulls at the neon-green thong and snaps it against my hip.
“Checking—”
“Shh.” His fingers brush my ass.
That shuts me up.
It kind of tickles, the way he runs his nails lightly over my ass cheek. He’s level with it, his faceright there, and I resist the urge to jump away from him. There’s only a wall in front of me. A wall which seems okay to brace against, so I do.
“Are you turned on?” he asks me.
My mind isn’t working.
And it certainly isn’t connected to my body.
He hums.
And then there’s a sharp pain on my ass cheek—but not a hand. And not the side he spanked before.
A low groan slips out of my mouth when I realize what he’s doing. When it registers that he just bit me. And now his tongue is soothing it, only a second before he bites again.
I shudder. Goosebumps rise everywhere.
“Stop,” I tell him.
He snaps my thong again, and the sting of it makes me stand up straighter.
I turn around in his hold and push at his face. My fingers slide into his hair automatically, fisting, and I drag his head back. His eyes burn into mine at the same time that his finger thrusts into me.
Inside me.
“Miles.” Fuck, why does that feel good? “Don’t.”
My dress is hiked around my hips, and my thong is little more than string. It’s no protectant from him. And he’s still on his knees in front of me. His head and shoulders shield my lower body from the dancing crowd beyond our alcove.
But that doesn’t mean I want him touching me.
Or do I?
My head is so screwed up, I don’t knowwhatI want. But I don’t think it’s to be finger-fucked by a Whiteshaw in public.
“Dancing,” I murmur, stepping away from him. I pull my dress back down and clear my throat, ignoring the burning in my cheeks. “They’re probably wondering where we are…”
He rises slowly, and I do what I do best: I run away.
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Iflag down the bartender. “Same thing,” I tell him. “No ice.”
He nods. I watch him grab a clean glass and fill it with water. He finishes with a squeeze of lime and a splash of vodka floated on top. Not enough to really matter, but the drink will smell like it.
