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“You’ll come when I say,” he said, sliding a finger inside her channel, rubbing against the part that had her writhing, trying to get his finger where she wanted. She put her fist in her mouth when she started to moan louder. Her other hand grabbed his hair, trying to bring him closer.

He had her exactly where he wanted her. He licked around her clit, grazing the side before he sucked it into his mouth as he rubbed that spot that had her shaking. He stroked inside her, teasing her until her moans were escalating around her fist. He rubbed and thrust his fingers inside her until he had her exactly where he wanted her.

“Now, Beth,” he directed and smiled against her as she let go and shook. When she stopped shuddering, he pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth—licking his fingers, enjoying her tangy flavor. He lifted her up, tugging the fist out of her mouth so he could kiss her. Her dazed eyes made him smile before he claimed her mouth. Her tongue twined with his, fighting for dominance, but he took control and then pulled away.

Her eyes followed him as he helped her pull her panties and jeans up. He stood her beside the sink, washing his hands and running a hand through his hair to straighten it. They might not have fucked, but Beth’s look in her eyes would let every man out there know she’d been pleased. He didn’t care as long as they knew she was his.

“This changes things. I’m heading out. You do what you need to, and then come back out. If you want this to continue, then you sit down out there and kiss me, letting everyone know that we’re together, got it?” he said.

She nodded, and he headed out. He’d laid down what would happen. Now to see what she did.

Chapter Twenty

Beth watched Flick walk out of the bathroom after changing everything between them. Her nipples were still hard, and she was having a hard time concentrating.

She finally understood what her sisters had talked about. Sex, even though it wasn’t the full act, was different with the one you loved. And she did love him. How the heck had she gone from best friends to loving him in such a short time?

And the dominance. She knew he was in charge at his job, but she hadn’t imagined how wet it would make her when he exerted a little dominance, letting her know loud and clear he was in charge.

How was she supposed to walk out there? Her legs were shaking, and her clit ached for Flick’s mouth again. She’d come, but she wanted so much more.

She wet a washcloth and ran it over her arms and wrists, trying to cool down a little bit. Her eyes were bright, and her face was flushed.

She opened the text thread with her sisters. Since only Winnie was in town, she wanted Remi, Jesse, and Sarah to hear it directly from her.

Beth: Code Rachel. I pulled my head out of my ass and went after my man. He’s now challenged me to go out in the main room of the clubhouse and kiss him to show everyone we’re together.

Remi: Alright. Make it hot. I’m a jillion years pregnant and want to live vicariously through you.

Jesse: I’m so happy for you. How are you going to claim him? He said a kiss, but like, kiss him where?

Sarah: Woah, this totally sucks we’re in Bluff Creek. Winnie, get video.

Winnie: Anything I can do to help?

Beth: Love you all, but it’s time for this Franks sister to claim her man. I’m not sure where I’ll kiss, but I’ll play it by ear.

Remi: Good luck.

Jesse: You’ve got this.

Sarah: Love you, sis!

Beth grinned at her sisters and checked her hair and clothes one more time before walking out of the bathroom. She grabbed a glass of water, drinking some as she tried to decide exactly what to do.

Did she just kiss him? Did she climb him like a tree and not come up for air? So Flick wanted a physical statement in front of the club that they were a couple. She put the glass down and walked toward the room. Bootstrap was at the bar grabbing drinks. Flick was sitting at the table, but his chair wasn’t pulled up tight. Gunner was sitting beside him, talking and gesticulating about the story.

She and Flick had been friends for a while, so she needed a big statement. She might be a badass in her job, but doing this in front of everyone was hard. She walked toward them, pausing by his side. Putting her hand on his shoulder, she swung her leg across his lap and dropped down onto it.

She slid her fingers into his hair, tugging a little. He smirked, and she could see in his eyes he was waiting on her.

“You know, there’s something you’ll need to be prepared for, Flick,” she said softly, leaning closer.

“What’s that?” he asked just as softly.

“A Franks sister always gets her man, and you’re my man. I hope you’ve been taking your vitamins because I plan on showing you again and again how much you mean to me,” she said, then leaned closer, kissing him. Wrapping her legs around him and twining her fingers in his hair, she held him as she kissed him.

Flick let her be in control for a little while, then slid his hand into her hair, tilting her back so he could show her—and everyone in the room—who she belonged to.

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