Page 112 of Blissful Devotion

Kat’s healed wounds I didn’t know we had.

His grip moves to her shirt as her arms go up and he pulls it up over her head, letting it fall to the ground, forgotten.

Her cheeks burn, but she stands tall, her eyes uncertain as she meets my gaze across the room.

Nathan reaches for her skirt, and I know what’s next, but...

“Leave it on.”

Nathan pauses, then whispers in her ear again, and her eyes go wide. Kat shifts from one foot to the other, looks back at Nathan, then turns to face me again, though this time she doesn’t meet my gaze.

She bends at the waist, reaching under her skirt; she pulls her underwear down her legs.

“Slower.” She doesn’t even miss a beat at Nathan’s command, and I know he’s a controlling bastard, but something about seeing her listen so well rubs me the wrong way.

My little beauty isn’t the same with me, and I miss her playfulness.

“Bring ‘em here for me, pretty girl,” I tell her before she can toss them aside like the rest of her discarded clothes.

She starts to turn, no doubt looking to Nate for his approval, but I don’t want that.

“Kat.” Her gaze snaps back to mine, and I see the war waging in her eyes. “Come here, baby.” I pat my thigh and hold a hand out to her.

She takes a step, almost without thought, and I can’t bite back the smile that curves my lips as I meet Nate's gaze over her shoulder.

“Crawl to him,” Nate says, holding my gaze, and fuck me if she doesn’t drop to the carpet and do just that.

I’d love to keep this game up, but with her like this, tits pressed together, jiggling with every move, her ass in the air, knowing it’s bare, her panties still fisted in her hand…

Well, how does one argue with that?

She stops at my knees, sitting back on her heels, and looks up at me with those beautiful green eyes that have haunted me in so many ways.

This woman has turned my life on its head and will be my ruin.

“Come here, baby.” This time, when I hold my hand out to her, she’s close enough to simply reach out and grab it. I pull her up onto my lap, one leg on either side of my waist, and can’t help but grind up into her, knowing her bare pussy is right there, so fucking close.

Her fingers still grip her pretty black lace panties, and I can’t help taking them from her.

“A matching set, huh?” I hold up the tiny lace fabric next to her perfect tits to compare.

“Never know who might see,” she says with a sassy smirk that makes me want to spank her ass and call her a good girl.

Balling them up, I lift my hips once again, this time to shove her stolen underwear deep into my pocket.

“Hey.” She reaches for my pocket, but I knock her hand away and give her a stern look.

“A memento so I never forget this night.”

She rolls her eyes but doesn’t fight, sadly.

I glance up to see Nate has joined us, now standing behind her.

Nathan might not actually be my brother, but we’ve been friends long enough we might as well be.

He always knows what I’m thinking, and hopefully it won’t be any different now.

With my hand already on my lap, it only takes a flip of the wrist for me to press my hand up to her pussy.