Chapter 20
Chapter 20: Assholes And Sore Asses.
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Knox POV
Dancing always seemed to kindle a romantic fire in women. Most of thedies 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 tequ from her hands as I ced 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.
“Sincest night?” She sassed looking over her shoulder with a smile. “No!” Her eyes shined with
the memories ofst 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 fromst 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 simr because the room
filled with the scent of her arousal.
“Wishing you never boltedst 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!” Shemented 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 ‘upied‘? Given
how I found him and Lottie earlier, I trusted him as much
him. Not a f**king bit!
as I liked
If I had my way, I would keep her locked in my room, tied to my bed, begging for me! But if there
was one thing I understood, it was that you don’t always get what
you want, no matter what Kane thought:
An idea formed in my mind, 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 them long.
“Here you go, angel!” I winked, handing her them.
“I can’t wear these!” Sheughed, trying to give them back.
“You can either wear them…” I started to say as I 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 held my
gaze boldly.
“I thought you were the nice brother?” She muttered, attempting to pull away
from me.
“Well, there is your first mistake/baby girl.” I winked, tightening my grip on her. “So what’s it to be.. I
know what I would prefer.” I teased, pecking her cute button
nose before letting her go.
“Fine.” She growled, storming into the bathroom and mming the door behind. her as dramatically
as I remember her to be. 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 sses
from the kitchen: a bowl of lemons, limes, and salt. Pausing as I walked past the fridge to grab a
few bottles of
water and snacks.
Taking the steps two at a time, I rushed back to my room. Unlocking the door, I froze, seeing her
sitting in the centre of the bed, wearing my T–shirt. I was right; even with her legs crossed, the
fabric drowned her. cing the things on the side, I
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turned to the door closing it, my head smacking on the hard wood as a pillow smashed into the back
of my head.
“What the fuck?!” Iughed, picking it up as I turned to look at her.
“You locked the door!” She snarled, making me grin as I grabbed the tequ and started to pour two
shots.
“I did!” I answered with augh.
“Why?” She demanded. I could hear the bed moving and turned to look at her over my shoulder as I
grabbed the bowl of cut lemon limes and salt, bracing myself for another assault by a pillow, but she
was settling back down.
“Did you try to leave?” I asked casually as I walked over to the bed, seeing her sitting back against
the headboard, legs still crossed, but where she had pulled herself back, the fabric had bunched
under her, giving me a good view of her pretty thighs and bare p**sy. My dick instantly hardened,
and a seductive smile yed on my l*ps.
“What happened to your panties?” I asked as I handed her a shot and put the bowl and salt down in
front of us, trying to act like I hadn’t got a major boner right now. F*** she was wless.
“Ask your brother!” She snapped, pulling the fabric over her knees.
“I see.” Iughed, shaking my head; of course, he had already had her. That was
Kane all over.
“You fucked him?” I asked crassly. Shaking her head, she licked the salt from her wrist, downed the
shot and sucked on the fruit.
“Then why does he have your panties?“I asked, chuckling 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 every move. She was just f**king
gorgeous.
“Because he is a control freak!” She grumbled, letting go of the headboard with
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one hand to lift my shirt over 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 ss from my hands
and threw it back, not bothering with the salt and lemon.
“You didn’t like it?” I asked, filling her now empty ss and mine with a smirk, seeing her flush red.
“Oh, you did?” Iughed, shaking my head. Damn, she was turning me on something chronic!
“You’re healing nicely, be gone in an hour or so.” I grinned. “Is that why you don’t have my shorts
on?” I asked, watching her chew her bottom l*p before nodding.
“They are scratchy on my skin.” She uttered, picking up the salt and pouring it. on her thumb and
mine before handing me a lime. Taking it, I nodded to the shot ss in her hand and clinked the
ss tequ sl*pping all over my hands as she giggled, the alcohol hitting her quickly.
“To assholes and sore asses!” She muttered, draining her ss again. Doing the same, I ced my
ss on the table and tugged her legs, pulling her to the edge of the bed, her squeal making me
grin. She was still so young! I loved her innocence!! just wanted to corrupt her!
“What are you doing?” She giggled, wincing as her ass dragged on the
wonder if it was my touch that did it or the pain on her ass. Returning to my chest of drawers, I
grabbed a pair of boxers, ensuring they were soft. I headed back over to where her legs fell off the
edge of my bed.
“Open your legs, angel!” Imanded, I watched her take her l*p between her teeth and roll it
between them, obviously contemting something.
“What if I don’t want to wear them?” She asked, keeping her thighs clenched.
“Babydoll, you can’t sit in front of me like that!” I groaned, trying to be the gentleman she deserved.
“Why not?”
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“Because I am fighting the urge not to throw you back on the bed and bury my face between your
f**king thighs,” I announced, running a hand through my hair and ring at her.
it!”
“Stop fighting…” She whispered breathlessly, her legs parting for me. “And do
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