Page 5 of Sinful Submission

“We need to talk.” Storm’s voice was as uncertain as his posture, but there was an edge to it I’d never heard before.

I pressed closer to Titan, with water lapping at my breasts as his arm curved around my waist. The hard planes of his body against mine had the power to distract me, but my concern was starting to edge out my desire.

“Later,” Titan said, but Storm shook his head.

“Now.” That single word made a knot form in my throat. Storm never pushed against Titan’s decisions unless it was critical.

Titan’s fingers gripped my ass, and he shoved me against his still hard erection. “Go inside, Goddess.”

“You’re saying one thing, but your actions are saying another.”

He dropped a kiss on my mouth and bit my bottom lip, arousing me with the sting from his bite. “Go inside.”

I tossed my legs around his waist and hunched against his dick. “Whatever it is, I want to know.”

A low growl rumbled through him. “Not yet.”

I knew that tone. I’d gotten under his skin with my hip bucks, but whatever this was between him and Storm was takingprecedence. Still, as I climbed out of the pool, I hoped something wasn’t seriously wrong in our carefully balanced world.

Water drippedfrom my body as I padded through the mansion with my phone clutched in my hand after lifting it from the poolside table. There were three missed calls from Gina, but I knew the only reason she’d called back-to-back was likely because I’d left the club early.

I clicked her name and pressed the phone to my ear, moving to my bedroom windows overlooking the pool. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, I could see Titan and Storm in an intense discussion. Storm’s body was rigid with tension. Titan’s stance was solid and unwavering.

“Girl! Finally!”Gina’s voice burst through the line. “I’ve been trying to reach you all night.”

“I was swimming.”

“Swimming? Chile, after that scene at Club Fetish? I figured you and Titan would be breaking furniture by now.”

A tickle ran down my flesh as heat flushed my skin at the memory of his mouth between my thighs minutes ago. “We got... interrupted.”

“Who would Titan let interrupt y’all? I saw how he handled that drunk asshole. That was sexy as fuck watching him defend you, by the way. It got my pussy wet, that’s for sure.”

I laughed and pressed my forehead to the cool glass, unable to tear my eyes from the men below. Storm was pacing now, his hands cutting through the air as he spoke. Titan stood still as stone, but I recognized that deadly stillness. He was processing, and analyzing Storm’s unusual behavior.

“You should’ve seen the rest of these thirsty ass men watching you dance,” Gina continued. “Though something felt off about one of them.”

“What do you mean?”

“This one guy – clean cut, expensive suit, definitely didn’t fit the club scene. He watched you differently. With more intention than the others.” She paused. “He followed you for a bit when you went to the bar.”

“Probably just another dude wanting attention.” But something tickled the back of my mind – a shadow I’d caught more than once tonight.

“Nah, this was different. He wasn’t trying to get your attention. Just... watching. Taking notes on his phone. Then I saw him outside when you and Titan left.”

Below, Titan’s hand shot out, gripping Storm’s shoulder to stop his pacing. I could see the muscles rippling through his arm even from here.

“You’re being paranoid,” I said, but my eyes were locked on the scene unfolding by the pool. “Probably just some wannabe player.”

“Girl, I know players. This wasn’t that. He had that energy like your men – like danger packaged in designer clothes.” Shepaused, then squealed. “Oh! Speaking of designer, let me tell you about this fine-ass man I met after you left.”

My lips curved, but I was half listening as I watched Titan and Storm below. Gina’s attention span was legendary when it came to attractive men, so I wasn’t surprised by her change of subject.

“Do tell.”

“Chile, this man is everything! Over six feet easily, built like a linebacker, wearing these capri shorts and crew neck strict around his muscles that had me ready to risk it all. The scent drifting from him screamed money honey, honeeeeeey!”

I chuckled, watching as Storm yanked away from Titan’s grip and stalked toward the pool house. “You’re about to leave with him, aren’t you?”

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