“You going to sleep all day?” yells Justice.
“Fuck off,” I mumble as I crawl out of bed and open the door. “What time is it?”
He looks past me to Gwen and frowns. “It’s ten and…” he pokes me in the chest, “… you’re wanted downstairs.”
Closing the door, I put my back to it and stare at Gwen. “You okay?”
“Yeah.”
“You know, I had plans for you today.”
Gwen puts her feet on the floor and bends to pick up her jeans. “What type of plans?”
“The kind that has you begging for more but not getting what you want.”
Gwen freezes and looks up at me. “What do you mean?”
“You disobeyed me, and I was going to teach you a lesson.”
Gwen puts her feet into her jeans and stands, dragging them up her legs. “Technically, I didn’t disobey you.”
“But you knew following me was wrong.”
Gwen tilts her head from side to side. “Yes and no. You didn’t share with me, so I thought I’d find out for myself. I was tryingto help.”
Pushing off the door, I sit on the bed near her and run a hand from the top of her back to her knee.
“Hmm…”
Gwen turns and kneels in front of me. “I’m sorry.”
My cock goes hard, and I’m naked so she can see. “Prove it.”
Gwen glances at the door. “Do we have time?”
Grimacing, I say, “No.”
Her hand grips my cock, and she moves it up and down. “I can be quick.”
With reluctance, I stop her. “Being quick with you is the last thing I want.”
Gwen sits back on her heels. “Later?”
I nod, and she stands.
“You can count it.” My hand snakes out, and I grab her wrist. “Remember who you belong to.”
Gwen laughs. “We will see… on both counts.”
As she challenges me, I’m struck by the realization of just how much I want her and how much she belongs with me. But I can’t let that desire overwhelm me or scare her away. So, consciously tempering my intensity, I tighten my grip on her wrist just a fraction, my voice softening. “No. In this clubhouse, you belong to me. No more flirting with Justice. No more flirting with anyone. You want to sell being Lyric, then you act like you belong to me.”
“But it’s just make-believe, right?”
I swallow hard, feeling the weight of her gaze. This woman tests me in ways I never expected. And though every fiber of my being wants to claim her completely, I know I must tread carefully and show her that belonging to me doesn’t mean losing herself in the process.
“For now.” I wink at her and stand. “Now, go. You’ve got work to do.” Gwen tries to pull her wrist out of my grasp, but I hold on.“And if you see Justice, tell him I’ll be down in a minute.”
Then I lean into her and press my lips to hers, a gentle caress at first. The world around us fades away, lost in the sensation of her lips moving against mine, soft and yielding beneath the pressure of my kiss. I drink her in, savoring the taste of her and the sweetness of her breath mingling with mine in a symphony of desire.
