Page 100 of Sinful Mates

His dimples hit me between the legs. “Is it a naughty nurse outfit?” I snorted. Typical Slade. “Wanna play doctor and nurse in your office?”

My rugged mate didn’t let anyone touch my office in the hope I might return to club medic duties. One day. Maybe. Undecided as yet.

“Sorry to disappoint.” He groaned at my letdown. “This is better.”

He spanked me on the ass. “Don’t keep me waiting. I’m an impatient man.”

My body hummed with the thrill of this teasing game. “It requires a small sacrifice.” Let’s see how keen he was when he found out what.

He grinned but the darkness in his eyes said his patience burned out when he wasn’t the one in charge. “If it’s one of my balls, I’ll pass. Already lost one.”

I tickled his chin hair, enjoying the coarseness against my soft skin. “No, it’s not your balls. I already own them.” I tugged at his beard to show him bossy Nurse A was in the house. “You have to ride bitch with me, blindfolded.”

His teeth dragged lines down my throat. “I don’t ride bitch. Ever.”

I anticipated that and slid down his body. “Okay. I’ll go alone.”

And get my ass roasted for not giving him the privilege I kept secret.

Slade caught me by the waist, spun me to face the wall, and pinned me beneath his massive frame. “You’re just as manipulative as your goddess.”

I smiled, full of sin but not giving a damn about it anymore. “Is that a yes, Mr. Vincent? Cause I’m going with or without you.”

“Fuck.” The vibration of his growl on my neck shot straight to my pussy. “One word of this to any of the guys and your ass is mine.”

Finally, he relented. I won.Aaliyah, one. Slade, twenty.I always let him win, even though I put up a good fight.

Considering my fiery mate’s words, I knew he would punish me in the bedroom. Fuck my tight little ass, as he liked to say.

A transaction this hell angel would happily make. “Deal.”

Slade savagely kissed me then lowered me to the floor. He might have agreed to this, but he wasn’t letting me have all the power and taking his manhood, led the way to the garage.

At the bike, I instructed, “Get on first and I’ll blindfold you.”

Surprisingly, he closed his eyes without a battle. My heart pounded with anticipation as I wrapped the bandana around his forehead.

I dropped a kiss to his lips as thanks. “Very cooperative, Mr. Vincent.”

He caught my neck and held me there for a longer war of tongues. “The things I do for you, Nurse A.”

“You’ll be a happy fiancé, trust me.” I carefully slid on in front of him with a little help from him to steady me.

I stuck the key in the engine when Alaric snuck into the garage armed with his phone, capturing pictures of the two of us. “Look at you, Mrs. President!”

Fuck. Asshole. “Alaric!” I scolded him.

Slade cursed under his breath, and tore off the bandana, his cooperation going up in flames. “Delete that photo or you’re going on night duty for a year.”

“Worth it.” Alaric made a show of pressing a button.

Mine and Slade’s phone beeped, and my fiery mate couldn’t resist checking his. “Kiss goodbye to family dinners, asshole.”

Alaric blew me a kiss. “Have fun, angel. See you in a year.”

I giggled, snatched a rag from Slade’s bike and threw it at Alaric, my heart doubling in size at my playful hawk, and that my sexy devil got roasted for once. “Hope you enjoy your punishment.”

My bike rocked as Slade’s weight lifted from the seat, abandoning my planned trip.

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