Screw Me Sideways

“Yes.” He spread his arms over the back of the sofa, studying the gorgeous young woman in front of him.

A place like Clink could ruin a woman like Jade. Men like Reason could destroy her but he was aware of that fact and very cautious because of it. Reason didn’t want to wreck Jade’s innocence. Oh no, he wanted to capture it. He wanted to cherish every last drop of inexperience and school her in a practical way, a more civilized manner.

He gave her a thorough gaze fuck, perusing her body with keen interest. The hard press of her nipples, once he aroused her, would be obvious in that sleek style. The clingy material gathered under her breasts and he could only imagine how beautiful she would look once he made her more aware of her desires, more in tune with her needs.

“This is a beautiful place,” she said nervously.

“You’ll be staying here tonight.”

“But—”

“It’s not open for discussion.”

“I need to at least talk to Kellan.”

“So you’re already loyal to Kellan?”

“We’re involved on some level.”

“Yes,” Reason drawled. “I know. So why do you have the bracelet?”

Jade lifted her arm and stared at her wrist. “I don’t know.”

“Sure you do. Madden only gives them to people who ask for them.” He cocked his head. “Does Kellan let you get by with this kind of thing?”

About that time, Kellan emerged from the bathroom. Reason smirked. “Couldn’t stand the thought of us spending time alone, huh?”

“Not a chance.” Kellan walked over to Jade and tilted her chin to his. “Tell us the truth ab

out the wristband, baby.”

Reason didn’t comment on the pet names. Instead, he studied Kellan and Jade carefully, wondering if Kellan even suspected the obvious. The man was already down for the count.

“If you’re sex-seeking, Jade, you really didn’t have to look that far.” Reason spread his legs and watched her reaction as her gaze lingered at his belt and then slipped lower.

“I wasn’t looking for sex, exactly,” she said.

“What were you doing?” Kellan asked, unbuttoning his shirt and letting it hang open.

Reason remembered something his uncle had once told him. He’d said, “When a woman is bound to her Dom, you’ll sense it. You’ll know it by watching them together. You can pick out which submissive women truly trust their Doms just by the way they respond to their voice, react to various actions.”

From the moment Kellan had entered the room, Jade had assumed a submissive’s role. She’d presented herself in a respectful manner whether she realized it or not. She’d lowered her head and gaze and just seemed different. She was relaxed, yet more attentive at the same time.

Kellan, on the other hand, was anxious, angst-ridden, and it didn’t have anything to do with spending quality time with Jade. Something had happened.

“Did you ask Tristan for the rest of the night off?” Reason asked.

“I think Tristan and everyone else knew where our minds were tonight.” Kellan circled her, touching her shoulders, skimming her chest, running his fingers up and down the sides of her breasts.

Reason was just plain hard from watching them together, but he wasn’t about to move forward without handling an issue from the recent past. Jade needed to be punished for the wristband stunt. She knew nothing about the club or its patrons. Slipping that bracelet on before knowing what to expect was a dangerous move.

“Do you like to be hand-spanked?” Reason asked.

Jade shuddered. Kellan immediately came to a halt behind her. He pulled her against him, holding her by the waist while cupping her right breast. He flicked her nipple and grinned when she trembled. “Tell him, sweetheart.”

“I don’t know.”

“You’ve never been spanked?” Reason arched a brow. Was that possible? Sure, he mused, thinking he’d been in the club scene for far too long if he couldn’t recognize a woman lacking experience for valid reasons.