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

my room, tied to my bed, begging

no matter what

seeing her head to the door. Going to my chest of drawers, I pulled out a pair of grey shorts and a blue T–shirt. I knew they would drown her petite form, but I hoped she wouldn’t be wearing

go, angel!” I winked, handing

She laughed, trying to give

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 held

were the nice brother?”

from me.

her. “So what’s it to be.. I know what I would prefer.” I

before letting her

With her changing in the bathroom, I 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.

seeing her sitting in the centre of the

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the door closing it, my head smacking on the hard wood as a pillow smashed into the back of

fuck?!” I laughed, picking it up

She snarled, making me grin as I grabbed the tequila and started

did!” I answered with a

grabbed the bowl of cut lemon limes and salt, bracing myself

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

a shot and put the bowl and salt down in front of us, trying to act like I hadn’t got

snapped, pulling the fabric over her

laughed, shaking my head; of course,

Kane all over.

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

at her sour face as 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 in her

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

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letting my shirt drop back down and sitting in front of me. Leaning forward, she took. the shot glass