Page 31 of Take the Sub and Run

Sofie’s stomach clenched with jealousy. Not that she wanted to be Landon’s girl. But to be someone’s girl, to have someone care enough to follow her, try and find her…

“I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to have to do anything except maybe follow Landon here in his car if he ended up needing the van. Otherwise, I was going to spend a day or two in Amsterdam before heading home.”

“Why would he need the van?” Sofie propped her elbow on his shoulder, cheek in her palm. The posture made his lips twitch.

“If Colette didn’t come willingly.” Andrei arched an eyebrow. “The van was set up to have an unwilling woman step in it.”

“That’s…not good.” Sofie tried to keep her face straight, but her lips twitched. “You shouldn’t know how to set up a kidnapping van.”

Andrei grinned. “It’s even a white van.”

“Like in the TV shows!” Sofie couldn’t help but do a little excited wiggle.

The blanket would have fallen off if Andrei hadn’t wrapped his other arm around her and used that hand to hold the blankets together.

“People always do crime and kidnapping in those vans,” she finished.

“Do crime…” Again, his brow arched. “That’s why you were too excited to eat at the museum. Do a little crime.”

“I didn’t steal anything,” she pointed out.

“Then you should have had some of the shrimp.”

Sofie laughed, snuggling back into his lap. Once her head was safely tucked under his chin, she let her smile widen into a foolish grin.

She’d just done witty banter with a sexy man.

The bubbly happy feelings mellowed to a lethargy. Time passed, though she wasn’t sure how much. So much of her life was quiet unless she actively filled it with noise, but this quiet was different. It wasn’t still and solemn. This quiet was warm and soft.

She realized she still felt floaty, though not as intensely as she had after the spanking and while he used her mouth.

Sofie licked her lips, remembering the feel and taste of him.

Her pussy pulsed with fresh need, her nipples hardening.

A terrible thought occurred to her and she sat up abruptly, knocking his chin with her head as she did.

Andrei grunted in pain, a grimace marking his features.

“Did that hurt? I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine, I didn’t need the tip of my tongue.”

Sofie’s eyes widened. “Let me see.” She grabbed his chin, trying to pull his mouth open.

It had worked when he did it to her, but Andrei’s mouth didn’t open. His brow rose, his eyes sparkled with amusement, but his mouth remained closed.

Sofie pulled down his lip, but all that got her was a view of his bottom teeth. It was only when he started to laugh that she got a look in his mouth.

“No blood and your tongue looks fine.”

“Thank you, Doctor,” he murmured.

Sofie had never really seen the appeal of medical fetish until that moment. Her nipples tightened as she imagined Andrei with a stethoscope around his neck as he told her to spread her legs so he could examine her.

“I don’t want aftercare,” she blurted out. Realizing this was aftercare was what had made her sit up so precipitously.

The amusement dropped from his face. “Aftercare is a nonnegotiable.”

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