Page 53 of Condemned By Secrets

“—Ow!”

She hovered her pincers over him, not at all moved by his pretense of pain. “Still think I’m haughty?”

“Yes.” His eyes laughed at her, and she pinched him again.

“Hey! This is abuse.” Luther sat up and shook his head at her. “And after all the orgasm—"

“I’ll show you abuse.” Anna gripped his flesh a third time and squeezed.

Luther yelped and grabbed her wrists. “Okay, these are in lockup.”

Anna struggled against his hold. When she realized trying to break free was pointless, she put on her best ‘I’m in command’ voice. “Let go of me.”

He laughed. “See. Haughty. Only you can make staring down your nose at someone look hot.”

His comment made her insides tingle, but she was still miffed about being called haughty. An idea occurred to Anna, and a smile started across her face until it built into a satisfied grin. “You think I’m hot?”

Luther’s eyes lingered over her naked body. “Very.” His voice was a low rasp that sent a shiver through her, threatening to distract her from her purpose.

Determined to get the upper hand, she batted her eyelashes at him. “Thank you. I’d really like to touch you, Luther.” Her eyes focused on his package, and she licked her lips. “Won’t you release my hands?” More eyelash batting.

She saw his eyes flicker in consideration before they glazed over, and he let go. “Okay.”

Smiling in triumph, Anna ran her hands up his legs in slow motion. When she reached his thighs, she was prepped to pinch him again, but Luther caught her arms and lifted them over her head. “Hey!” She wiggled, but he had her wrists trapped against each other.

He kept her arms up as he pulled her down with him onto the bed.

“Keep it up, Shortcake, and I’ll handcuff you.”

Her eyes widened. He wouldn’t dare.Would he?

But looking into his eyes, she saw that he would—that, in his mind, he already had.

She blushed. The thought of being handcuffed had electricity buzzing through her veins and warmth pooling between her legs.

Before she could ask him about it, his stomach growled loud enough to shake the bed. Anna laughed softly. “We should eat.”

Luther was staring at her mouth. “Mmm, we should, but I have an idea for dessert.”

Anna would’ve grinned, except the hunger in his eyes wasn’t about food.Does he really . . . a third time?She swallowed. “Okay.”

His eyes cut to the bag of Skittles on his nightstand.

Wait? He didn’t mean . . . ?

“Skittles? That’s what you want for dessert?” She snickered at Luther’s obsession with the fruity candy.

His eyes darkened, and a wicked grin crossed his lips. “Not just Skittles.” He winked, and Anna frowned in confusion. What did he mean by that?

Luther gave her a quick kiss on the mouth before he freed her hands and jumped off the bed.

She stared after him, her eyes lingering on his perfectly-toned bottom, as he left the bedroom without bothering to put on any clothes. He hadn’t freaked out about her family, and it felt . . . good. Better than good. Anna smiled as warmth flickered around her heart. She was always afraid of being treated differently when people found out who she was, but Luther hadn’t cared.

“Are you coming, Shortcake?” Luther’s voice calling for her broke her out of her thoughts, and she hopped out of bed.

“Coming, Officer Hottie,” Anna called back, then giggled to herself as the warmth in her chest spread. Her steps felt lighter than they had in years like she was walking off the weight of her past as she made her way toward the future, one filled with many more nights with Luther.

CHAPTER 20

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