Chapters (51)
- Dedication
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Epilogue
- To my readers
- PLAYLIST
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY DEVYN SINCLAIR
“What’s the goal?” I bit my lip.
“Catching you,” he said with a smirk. “And then making you scream like you are in pain. But it’s all pleasure.”
Releasing me, he took a step back. “Better go hunting. I can’t hit you again for five minutes.”
I looked behind him inside the game room, but there wasn’t anywhere to hide. The gym was equally open. The pool and sauna looked empty, but you couldn’t be too careful. The sauna was clear, but it didn’t feel right.
The sliding door to outside caught me off-guard. Avery was already firing, and I fired on instinct, nearly losing my balance and falling into the pool.
“I hit you,” I said. “You’re out.”
“I am. But my dart hit first, so I’m taking my sixty seconds.” He pulled me down onto one of the chaise lounges around the pool, rearranging me across his lap, face down. Like he was going to—
“Hey!”
Avery yanked down my pants to bare my ass, and the sound of his purr and the stroking fingers over my skin instantly settled me. “You can say no, baby girl. You can always say no. Understand?”
“I understand.” And I thought about it. But he smoothed over my skin again and my traitorous body arched into his hand.
The last time Avery spanked me it had taken me by surprise, and it had also been one of the hardest orgasms of my life. It wasn’t the kind of pain I was talking about when I told them I didn’t like it. The sting was gone so quickly, and in its place was heat I couldn’t get enough of.
It wasn’t even about the sensation of the spanking—it was everything that came with it.
I didn’t tell him no. His hand came down on my ass, one cheek and then the other. “Guess I get to punish you for getting caught.” The smile was obvious in his voice, as was the arousal beneath me where I was sprawled over his lap.
The sound of his hand echoed loudly in the room, and it felt like an eternity instead of sixty seconds. How were we even counting those seconds? But when he pulled my pants back over my ass it burned with warmth, and I was wetter than if I’d actually fallen in the pool.
“Better find the rest of them.”
“Any hints?”
I needed to take more of them out if I was actually going to survive the evening. Because I already knew they were going to tease me until I couldn’t take it.
“Nope.”
Of course not.
I glanced into the game room on my way out. They would all be upstairs now.
Another dart hit me in the back, and I turned to find Kade. “That was just sloppy, baby. You didn’t even check your corners.”