They werebothhard from this — Wilder from disciplining me and spanking my ass, and Lincoln from watching him do it.
“Who the fuck was this date with?” Wilder growled.
I shook my head. “No one! Just this guy.”
“Whatguy?” Lincoln muttered.
“He plays football for the college.”
I could heard Wilder growl slowly under his breath, muttering something I couldn’t quite hear.
“Yeah? And what exactlyhappenedon this date?”
“Nothing,” I panted, swallowing and feeling my face burn as his hand slid over the curve of my ass, soothing where he’d just spanked.
“Don’tlieto us, Kenzie,” Lincoln growled.
I shook my head, the heat blazing through me as I saw Lincoln’s jaw clench, his hand tight on the arm rest of the sofa. I couldfeelWilder’s thick erection pulsing against my thigh, and between the two of them, it felt like I wasmeltingright there against the couch.
“Nothing happened, I swear,” I whispered, shaking my head. “I mean, he—”
“Hewhat?”
There was this edge to Wilder’s voice that wasn’t really anger, but I couldn’t quite place it.
“He what?” he snarled again, and this time, I knew what I was hearing in his voice.
Jealousy.
The thought made me gasp and made every cell in my body tingled. I’d made himjealous. Orbothof them.
“He wanted me to…” I shut my eyes, my cheeks burning hot as I felt Wilder’s cock strain against his jeans into my skin. I heard movement, and when I opened my eyes, I gasped at Lincoln standing right in front of me. He reached down and cupped my jaw, his eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched tight.
“What thefuckdid this little piece of shit try, Kenzie?”
I blushed scarlet.
“Tell us.”
I swallowed thickly. “He wanted me to…to, you know.”
“What?”
“He wanted me to suck his cock,” I finally blurted out.
Both big, gorgeous mengrowled— the sound primal and animalistic.
“I didn’t,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “I really didn’t.”
“Andyet,” Wilder’s voice was low and gravely, and the sound of it rumbled through me like a wildfire.
“And yet, since you’ve decided to wear a skirt so short I can fucking see it, I can also see that your naughty little thong is fuckingwet.”
Iswear, I could’ve come from those words alone. Even after how insane that night had turned out, with Wilder putting his hands on me andspankingmy bare ass right in front of Lincoln, nothing could’ve prepared me for hearing that.
…And nothing had ever set off a spark inside of me so hot or so fierce.
I closed my eyes, taking a shaky breath and trying to find the courage to say what I wanted to say — to tell them out loud that it wasthemI wanted, not some frat douchebag.