Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 20: Assholes And Sore Asses.

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Knox POV

Dancing always seemed to kindle a romantic fire in women. Most of the ladies that I had seen dancing in the clubs were always smiling and flirting with their partners, so I wasn’t surprised to see Lottie’s more daring side when she agreed to return with Kane and I. But I promised my girl that the party wasn’t over, and that was a promise I intended to keep.

Taking the bottle of tequila from her hands as I placed her down on the floor in my bedroom, I smirked, seeing her look around the room.

“Does it look different?” I asked with a sly smile, painting my l*ps.

“Since last night?” She sassed looking over her shoulder with a smile. “No!” Her eyes shined with the memories of last night. A smile gripped my l*ps As the memories danced across my vision, too. I couldn’t help but wonder what she wore under that dress. The lingerie from last night was so beautiful that part of me hoped. she had it on again so I could rip it off with my teeth.

“Careful Lottie! I groaned; she must have been thinking something very similar because the room filled with the scent of her arousal.

“Wishing you never bolted last night?” I teased, sucking in a deep breath. I held it, forcing myself to concentrate and see past the intoxicating scent that filled my

nose.

“No!” She commented firmly, but her face gave away her lie as she blushed profoundly. As if wanting to escape me, her fingers twirled with the silk of her dress, her eyes slowly meeting mine.

“I need to change out of this dress, I’m just going to run back to Lilly’s and grab some clothes.” She announced nervously, letting go of the fabric.

Suspicion prickled my spine at the Idea of her leaving the room. Was she having

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second thoughts? Would she return? Would Mike get hold of her and keep her ‘occupied‘? Given how I found him and Lottie earlier, I trusted him as much

him. Not a f**king bit!

as I liked

to my bed, begging for me! But if there was one thing I understood, it was

no matter

a pair of

I winked,

laughed, trying

closed the gap between us, my fingers trailing over her hip to the base of her spine, pulling her against me roughly, tearing a yelp from her l*ps. “Or you can wear nothing!” I grinned down at her, those rosy cheeks deepening as she

were the nice brother?” She muttered, attempting to

from me.

on her. “So what’s it to be.. I know what

letting

grabbed the key to my room and sl*pped from it, locking it behind me. Rushing through the pack house, I grabbed three shot glasses from the

water and snacks.

I froze, seeing her sitting in the centre of the bed, wearing my T–shirt.

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the door closing it, my head smacking on the hard wood

picking it up as I

me grin as I

I answered with

at her over my shoulder as I grabbed the

against the headboard, legs still crossed, but where she had pulled herself back, the fabric had bunched under

I handed her a shot and put the bowl and salt down in front of us, trying

your brother!” She snapped, pulling the

my head; of course, he had already

Kane all over.

crassly. Shaking her head, she licked the salt from her wrist, downed the shot

the liquid hit her stomach. Without another word, she stood on the bed, her hands. resting on my headboard as she turned and steadied herself. I watched her drinking

he is a control freak!” She grumbled, letting go of

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her ass to show me her red, lightly bruised ass before letting my shirt drop back down and sitting in front of me. Leaning forward, she took. the shot glass from my hands and threw