“I’m not locking my brother down in the basement.” Zak reached around her again.
“You will if you want this.” She reached behind her back and released her bra.
Zak took a deep breath, pushed the heel of his hand down on his cock, and rasped, “Why do you always use sex as a tool to get what you want?”
“I don’t,” she whispered, draping her arms around his neck and rubbing her breasts against his chest. “But I can.”
“You can?”
She nodded her head rapidly. “If you touch that door again, I swear to you that I will use my safe word at least a few dozen times each and every day.”
“That’s not even funny,” Zak said.
“Dallas, tell him I’m serious.”
“She looks serious to me.”
“You really want to do this?” Zak asked, pulling his phone free of his pocket.
“Yes, Sir. I really want to do this.”
Zak hurriedly typed out his message to Hales and showed them the phone. Clear and to the point, the message said, “Drina locked you in. Use your time wisely. I know I will.”
“Hmm, I love it when you see things my way.” Drina gave Zak a saucy kiss and then reached for Dallas.
Zak gripped her ass and copped a good feel. “You are so spanked.”
“You’ll have to catch me first!”
THE END