“It’s really too bad that you were such a naughty girl, angel.” He maneuvered his hand again, and a finger rubbed against my clit while he thrust his fingers into my pussy again. “If you’d been good, I could let you come for me.” He yanked his fingers from my body, just as I arched my back to lift my ass up toward him. “But you were a bad girl.”
I groaned when he got up from the bed.
“And no touching yourself either,” he warned as he grabbed the elastic of my pants and dragged them back up my body. The cotton felt rough across my thighs and ass.
I pushed myself off the bed to stand in front of him, ready to launch into a tirade of insults.
But he knuckled my chin up and his mouth crashed over mine. One hand slid behind my neck, grasping my hair at the base as he held me, captured me in his embrace. His tongue lashed at my bottom lip, demanding an entrance I had no power left to fight.
He tasted of mint, and the spice of his aftershave tickled my nose. I pressed my hands against his chest, fisting his shirt as he deepened the kiss. It was at that moment, I realized something. It wasn’t a kiss. It was an all-out claiming.
“Lukas,” I whispered when he broke away and leaned his forehead against mine.
“I have a meeting to get to. Do not leave this house while I’m gone.” He cut me off before I could say anything else.
He pulled away from me, then wiped his thumb along his bottom lip. As I stood there, on the side of the bed he’d just had me bent over bare for him, his fingers inside of me, he grabbed his belt. He worked it back into his pants while leaving the room. Without another glance back at me, he pulled the door shut.
Leaving me there. Alone.
Chapter 11
Lukas
“Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face,” I grumbled to Andrezj when I climbed into the passenger seat of his SUV.
He put his sunglasses on and pulled away from the house and down the drive. “Did everything go… well?” he asked.
A soft pounding in my temples had started but couldn’t compare to the ache in my cock from seeing Maggie’s pretty ass turn so damn red beneath my belt. It had taken every ounce of self-discipline not to rip off my pants and sink my cock in her wet pussy.
The girl had no idea how much her body reacted to her spanking. Not only did her pussy become drenched with need, after each lash of the belt, her ass rose up higher to take the next. She hated it; I could concede that much. She’d been bent over and punished like a naughty girl, of course she hated it.
But the next time I had her bent over, her ass high in the air, ready to receive my belt, I’d make her cry from pleasure.
Andrezj’s laugh drew me away from the image forming in my head.
“That good, huh?”
“Shut up.” I pointed at the street. “Just watch the road. I’d like to arrive in one piece.”
“Okay, I’ll leave you alone about the girl you have locked up in your room for now.” But his grin never faded.
By the time we pulled into the back lot of the warehouse, my mind had wrapped around the job at hand. Maggie was safely tucked away for the moment, and I needed a clear mind.
Since taking over the Chicago businesses, after my cousin got himself killed, I’d put my whole focus on getting shit fixed up and making a profit again. Piotr, my dumbass cousin, had liked spending his profits more than making them, which in the end, ate into the bottom line. I had a lot to do to make Chicago run smooth and start filling my accounts.
Walking through rows of crates and boxes, we finally came to the back entrance where Oskar and Alex were waiting on us. I counted on them to keep our liquor distribution to run without any hiccups. On the surface we looked like any other brandy distributer, but beneath it was a full menu of liquor that we sold to clubs, bars, restaurants at much lower prices than any other distribution company could offer. Which wasn’t hard to do considering we didn’t pay a cent on any sort of tax or licenses. We passed those savings to our customers.
“We have a small issue.” Alex’s eyes darted between me and Andrezj.
“I assumed so, since you asked me to come down here.” I slid my hands into the front pockets of my slacks. After I’d left Maggie in her room, I’d changed into my suit, which hid my erection better.
“So? What is it?” Andrezj asked when they kept silent.
“Our last shipment didn’t come in,” Oskar announced.
“It never arrived?” I clarified.
Oskar shook his head. “We found the truck three blocks south of here. It had been cleared out. Our driver, Tommy, was gone.”