“We don’t have a basement.” A laugh bubbles out of me because, oh my god, this motherfucker is deranged in the best of ways. “How about we start with that collar and short leash?”
“Give her what she wants, so she sees what she’ll be missing if she walks away again.”
“Precisely.”
“And if that doesn’t work?”
“I’ll buy duct tape, two masks, some rope…. and a house with a goddamn basement.”
“Atta boy.” Landon pats me on the back and swings the door open, ushering me inside. “Hey.”
“Hmmm?” I turn to him again with thisstabbing pain in my chest.
“You deserve me,” he says, kissing my forehead. “And you deserve her, too.”
With that, Landon walks away and leaves me with my heart splattered on the floor.
Chapter 15
Nicole
Warm and cozy.
Full and good.
So good.
So full…
Wait.
My brain slips as it tries to connect with what’s happening to my body.
Reaching between my legs, I feel a head of thick hair moving, soft lips kissing my inner thighs and a tongue licking me.
“Kerrington.”
His hair is shorter than Landon’s, which is the only way I can tell it’s him. He’s buried beneath the sheets, waking me up in the best of ways.
I swallow, suddenly noticing a slight pressure around my neck. It takes a second to realize I’m in my pretty pink collar. Damn, how hard did I sleep last night?
Kerrington pulls the bedsheets off of us and has the end of my leash wound around his hand. He sits up and pulls the chain, making me rise tomeet him.
“Good afternoon, Duchess.”
Words cannot describe how hot this man is. I think I could get used to waking up like this every day. “Hi.”
He jerks my leash, pitching me forward until my mouth collides with his. I push back instinctively because I haven’t brushed my teeth yet. “Wait. Eww. Let me freshen up first.”
“The only thing I’m going toletyou do… is come.” He rolls me over so that I’m straddling him. “Climb up here, Duchess.”
Is he serious? “Umm.”
“Sit on my face.”
“Wait. I really need to wash up. I’m still a mess from last night.”
He jerks my chain as if silently scolding me. Correcting me.