Page 164 of Lawless
“I’ll make us something to eat. Take your time,” Reid says before also barking at JD to follow him.
The door closes behind them, and instantly, the air seems to grow thicker around us.
Alana stares at me with rosy cheeks, swollen lips, and a deep frown between her brows.
And all I can think about is how much I want to kiss her.
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ALANA
Istare up at Mav with my limbs trembling from a mixture of fear and desire.
There probably should be a little regret mixed in there too for allowing that to happen in a place he could so easily walk in and see, but there isn’t.
While he might not be overly happy, none of us can deny that JD is right. On some level, Mav really enjoyed seeing that.
The evidence is currently brushing against my stomach with how close together we’re standing.
“I-I’m sorry,” I whisper, sensing that he needs to hear the words.
His shoulders tense, and I hate that what I’ve done is causing him pain both mentally and physically. I never want to hurt him.
His jaw ticks as he continues to stare, his nostrils flaring with every deep breath he takes.
A loud gasp rips past my lips when his arm suddenly darts out and he grips my jaw with a force I was not expecting.
“No, you’re not,” he states darkly.
I fight to swallow, his fingers digging into my jaw as his eyes darken until I’m staring up into two inky pools of black.
The only problem is, I have no idea if it’s caused by anger or desire.
I’m fucking praying it’s the latter.
“I-I’m sorry you had to see it,” I correct, refusing to lie to him. “I’m not sorry I did it.”
His lips press into a thin line as he continues to stare at me.
“Is this what you want?” he asks, his voice so deep, the vibrations rumble through me.
I might be standing here with Reid’s cum soaking my panties but that doesn’t mean my pussy doesn’t beg for more.
She always has been a greedy little thing.
Because she was trained that way, a little voice pipes up.
Slamming the door on those dark thoughts, I focus on my husband.
“Yes.”
“You want us to treat you like a filthy whore who wants all our dicks any way she can get them?”
His words make my brain short-circuit for a moment and I stare at him dumbfounded.
“Answer me, Doll,” he demands.
“Y-Yes. Yes. I want to be your dirty whore.”