Page 26 of Tiago

“About a hundred.”I groan.“How did you cave so quickly?”

“You already know the answer.It’s impossible not to.If he wasn’t so damn skilled with his mouth…”

I giggle.“Thatmust be genetic, too.”

Claire pulls her knees up, but when she leans forward against them, she winces.

“You okay?”I wonder if she got a recent spanking and her ass hurts.

She takes a deep breath and meets my gaze.“Promise you won’t tell anyone?”

Now I’m intrigued.And concerned.“Of course.”

“I haven’t taken a test yet, but I’m sure I’m pregnant.My boobs are so tender I can’t even touch them.”

“Oh.”I sit up taller.“Are you okay with that?”

“Yeah.I’m not surprised.Ryder kept me tied to the bed for three days after the wedding.He was so committed to getting me pregnant that he wouldn’t even pull out after we had sex.”She scrunches her face.“I’m oversharing.Sorry.”

I shake my head.“No worries.I don’t mind.If I agree to follow the same path, we’ll be sisters for the next sixty years.We’ll be living in this mansion for at least ten of them together.Oversharing isn’t going to exist.”

Claire giggles.“True.Does Tiago talk about getting you pregnant, too?Or is that just Ryder?”

“Non-stop,” I admit.“Not sure how I feel about it, but at least I don’t have to worry about having that discussion until I agree to marry him because the frustrating man won’t even take my shorts off until I sayI do.”

Claire’s jaw drops.“Seriously?Ryder was the same way.He definitely took my shorts off.He made me sleep naked with him starting the day after we met, but he wouldn’t penetrate me with anything, not even his fingers.”

I hug my legs tighter.“I think it’s their way of getting us to cave.Keep us so horny we can’t think straight while dangling sex as a weapon to get us to agree.”

“Apparently.”

I glance down at my bare legs.“Mr.Bossy Pants ordered me never again to wear the shorts I had on when I first came here.He said they were too revealing.Little did he know I have several others just as revealing, so I wear them every day just to taunt him.It doesn’t make him back down on his no-sex mandate, but at least I know I frustrate him, too.Don’t tell Tiago, but I love it when he gets all growly and possessive.It’s oddly hot.”

“I hear ya.Ryder is the same.”

“Do you mind if I ask you something?”

“Anything.”She giggles.“We’re practically sisters, remember?”

I chuckle.“True.Does he really spank you, or are they just blowing hot air every time they mention it?”

Claire shakes her head.“They’re not teasing.Ryder spanks me.Have you ever been spanked before?Sexually, I mean.”

“No.Never.How could I?The only boy I ever dated was Greg.I never let him get to second base, let alone spank me.”I shudder.“I know you’re a few years younger than me, but I assume since you dated Smith after high school, you at least have more experience than me.”

Claire’s face scrunches up again.“Lord, no.I never let Smith touch me.He just liked to make it seem like we were a couple.Even when we were dating, we weren’t really together.I hated Smith touching me.That’s how I knew it was different with Ryder.Every time he even got close to touching me, I melted for him.I was drawn to him like a magnet from the first.My experience with Smith—the smarmy asshole—helped me recognize the difference.”

I nod.I hadn’t known this much about Claire before.We were far apart enough in school to not run in the same groups.I really like her, and she’s far more mature than the average twenty-two-year-old.

“Does it hurt?Getting spanked?”

She grins.“Deliciously.I was skeptical at first.He talked about it so much that I couldn’t stop worrying.Finally, he showed me, and I got so horny that I nearly came from the spanking alone.”

I clench my thighs together.Thoughts of Tiago spanking me make me horny every time.I feel a lot better knowing I’m not alone.“Thanks.I’m not sure I can grasp it, but I appreciate you sharing.I feel less nervous.”

“Honestly, I try to do a few things every day that push him to the edge and make him itch to spank me.I get wet just watching him silently threaten me with his eyes.”

I smile and lean back, looking at the ceiling.“On one hand, I can’t believe I would even consider marrying a man I’ve only known a week.On the other, I’m so tired of him taking me home at night.It’s oddly lonely when I’m in bed without him.He’s like a leech that has latched onto me and won’t let go.I’m so used to it that I miss him when I’m not with him.”

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