Status Updates From High-Stakes Loving [King's ...

“You really are kidnapping me?” Her words came out all breathless. She cursed the too girly sound but her body didn’t give a damn. Her clit throbbed with the knowledge they were more than capable of such a feat.

“Yeah, for life.” Quinn leaned close, his warm breath fanning her cheek. “And there’s not enough ransom on earth to make us set you free.” His lips touched her in a light kiss.

“You jerk. Take your observations and shove them up your ass.” She pointed a, dammit, shaky finger toward the door. “Leave.”

Quinn placed his hands on his hips. “We’re gonna do this the hard way, aren’t we, sugar?” His cheeks creased with a smile as he nodded to Mike.

This book is pushing all my right buttons! Hella hot. Damn.

“Been fucked on a counter, sugar?” Quinn lifted her, kicking the stool aside, and set her on wobbly legs. Keeping one hand locked on her hip, he grabbed two towels from the rack, throwing them on top of the vanity to form a wide cushion.

“No.” But the idea had promise.

Mike swung his gaze to Reagan and spied her sneaking a glance his way. A rich throb of satisfaction filled his chest. He stared back, lifting one brow.

She ducked her chin, turning her gaze to the lump of napkins

Shy little subs. Damn, they were fun. And his weakness.

She grasped any excuse to delay the inevitable. She must be exhausted from all that running. Good thing that ended now. An exhausted sub was no fun, unless such lethargy was the result of repeated orgasms at her Master’s whim.

Treat us nice and you’ve got two big pussy cats.”

“I’ve already got a cat. And I had him neutered.”

They’d waited long enough to catch her. When he and Mike had her cornered, they’d take their time and show her how a real Dom cherishes a woman, right after ruffling a few of her sub feathers.

OMG ...yeah that is alll i got right now!!!!