Page 47 of Whizz

“And what?You thought someone had managed tosneak into the clubhouse undetected while everyone was presentwithin the club?”Whizz asked.She heard the hitch in his voicethat he was trying to control.Any second he was going to breakdown into a fit of laughter.She didn’t know how long she was goingto be able to hold out for before she started laughing.

“Well, after everythingthat happened, you never know,” Gash said.

Whizz’s face broke into a grin.“Getout of my room.I don’t need any protectors.I’m trying to fuck mywoman.”

She let out a groan, wishing the bed wouldjust open up and swallow her.“Will you stop?”sheasked.

“What?I could have beeninside you and those idiots would have seen everything.”

Her cheeks were on fire.Either optionsounded like a nightmare to her.

“Come on, let’s leave himalone,” Nash said, taking the lead.

“You’re going to lay claimto her?”Lash asked, determined to stay.

“Yeah, I’m laying claim to her.She’s mine, and the club better stay away.”One of his hands heldher head tight, stroking her hair.She found the action strangelypossessive and soothing to her.

“I’ll let the rest of the clubknow.Angel will be happy.She really likes you, Lacey.”

“I like her as well.”She shoutedout her response without looking back.The last thing she wanted tobe doing was looking at the men who were currently seeing hernaked.

“I told you to startfighting for him.I see the red set had it down,” Gashsaid.

Whizz moved quickly, grabbingsomething from the drawer beside his bed, and launching it at Gash.“I said get out.”

They were both laughing by the timethe door was closed.When she heard that sweet sound of the doorclosing, she pulled away to look up at him.“I didn’t think they’dever leave.”

“They’re not used to screamscoming from my room that are any good.”

She reached up to cup hischeek.“I’mhere, Whizz.”There was no need to ask him what kind of screams hewas talking about.

“I know.”He closed thedistance between them, taking possession of her lips.She closedher eyes melting against him and his touch.Whizz took hold of herhands, pressing them above her head where she couldn’t move.“Nomore moving for you.”

“What are you doing?”she asked,feeling the fire start to build inside her.

“I’m going to play with mywrapped toy.You’re my toy tonight, right?”

She closed her eyes gasping as hesucked on her neck.

Her neck had always been an erogenous zonefor her.Licking her lips, she tried to close her thighs, but hewas between them.He chuckled against her skin.“You can’t get thefriction you want for that little pussy, Lacey.You’re going tohave to wait for me.”

Trying to close her thighs with Whizz inthe way was useless.She was nowhere near as strong as hewas.

“Please, Whizz,” she said,begging him.

“What does my woman need?”he asked.

“I’m yourwoman?”

“You’re not going to be anyoneelse’s.I don’t like to share, and you’re mine.”He started to kissdown her chest going above the red bra.His tongue traced theoutlines of her ink.Opening her eyes, she stared down at the topof his head while he worked her body as if it was his own personalinstrument.

She was.There was no denying what shemeant to him.

“You’re so beautiful,Lacey.Gash was there when you picked up this set?”Whizz asked.His hands released her but only long enough for him to start towork the bra straps down her arms.Whizz took his time dragging thebra strap down.She had no choice but to rest her arms at her sideswhile he did.The straps kept her arms in place.

“Yes, he wasthere.”

He eased the cups beneath her breasts.Shefelt the back of his fingers, running across one breast thenworking his way to the other.Taking a breath, she tried not to getoverly excited by what he was doing to her body.Was Whizz jealous?He sounded jealous when he had no need to be.

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