“Uh, what?” I asked as I bit the inside of my cheek and grimaced. “Sorry.”
Finn let out a huff and moved closer to us. He put his tablet in front of my eyes and pressed play on a video. The camera zoomed in on Lauren’s smiling face. She was up on a table in the middle of the clubhouse, wearing a pink string bikini, dancing and holding a beer in each hand.
“Get it, girl,” I said as I watched her grind up against another bikini-clad woman. Lauren turned to her and laughed, right before tipping a beer back. She jumped off the table and stumbled over to the pool table. So far, this video wasn’t any worse than what I’d seen at a typical high school party.
Men cheered for her as she began to give aprovocativeperformance to a pool cue.
“Um, wow…she’s really–”
“Yup. For almost five minutes,” Finn said as he skipped to the end of the video. Lauren strutted up to the camera and tried to lick it, right before she undid the ties on her bikini. He stopped the video before we could see the goods.
“I hope you burned that cue,” I shuddered. “Good work, Finley. You’re officially forgiven, but just remember–the next time you put a bag on my head, your balls gobye bye.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he laughed. “This will be posted to the city’s social media pages. It might not stay up long, but I think it will get the point across and embarrass the hell out of her.”
“And her dad,” Kane said. “Who most likely is working with Dante, so he fucking deserves every second of public humiliation.”
“Kinda disappointed I’ll miss the bomb drop since I’m stillsuspended.”
Kane pushed his fingers down the back of my sweatpants, toying with the edge of my panties. “You’re such a bad girl. I think I should punish you.”
“And that’s my cue to leave,” Finn said as he shot up from the couch like his ass was on fire. “You guys have a room, right?”
I laughed as I stroked Kane’s stubble-covered cheek, rubbing his bottom lip with my thumb. “We have a room, but I was thinking we could put on a show out here for everyone. A littlethank youfor all of their help the last few days.”
“They’d probably like it,” Finn mumbled before darting away from us.
“What do you say, sweetheart? A little punishment for my bad girl?” Kane asked as he slid his tongue down my neck, leaving a trail of fire before sinking his teeth into my flesh.
I ground down on his lap, forcing a groan from his lips. “We know who needs to be punished around here and it’s not me.”
“I’m happy to spread you open and eat you out again. I’ll do it all fucking night long if you want me to.”
While the thought appealed to me and I was already soaking wet, I was craving his cock tonight. I’d denied myself long enough on my quest for Kane’spunishment.
He ran his thick fingers through my hair, tugging my head back so he could ravage my mouth. I adjusted myself so I was straddling him, rubbing my core on his hard cock as I stroked the inside of his mouth with my tongue. I missed him.
Pulling away to catch my breath, I put both hands on his face, looking at his deep brown, hooded eyes. “Take me to our room.”
He smirked as he put both of his hands on my ass and held me snugly against him. “Anything you want, sweetheart.”
TheaccommodationsattheSinners’ clubhouse were luxe.
As Kane carried me through the threshold into our room for the night, I admired the deep navy walls and brass accents. All of the bedrooms in the clubhouse were on the interior for safety reasons, so what they lacked in windows they made up for with paintings of vintage motorcycles, skulls, and roses.
I loved it. I loved the vibe of the clubhouse. For once in my life, I felt like I was in the right place doing the right things. I felt like I was doing what was best for me, for my future, and for others.
Kane plopped me down on the lush, king-sized bed as his gaze ran up my body, making my heart patter like it was about to combust. Even though I was wearing sweatpants and a ratty t-shirt, his hungry stare made me feel like I was wearing lacy lingerie.
“I’m telling you right now baby, you have my word that I’m all in for you,” Kane breathed as he leaned down on the bed, boxing me in. “I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you.”
I quirked an eyebrow at him as he began to pepper kisses up my body, starting at the waistband of my sweats and trailing up my shirt. “I want to believe that.”
He paused and let out a huff. “You don’t have to believe me. I’ll show you.” He lifted my shirt off and tossed it behind him. He kissed the spot between my breasts and lifted his head again. “I’ll prove it to you. Every. Fucking. Day.”
He unhooked the clasp of my bra and soon, I was naked under his fully clothed body. He kissed all over, worshiping me, silently pleading for forgiveness. His hot mouth wrapped around my nipple as his fingers kneaded the other one.
“Kane, get your fucking clothes off,” I rasped as my back arched.