Page 52 of The Knotty Girls Club

“Damn, I’m an idiot,” he mutters, rubbing his forehead, smoothing out the lines.

Grinning wider, I bite my lip. “This wasn’t exactly part of your plan, but don’t worry. We have time. This is just my carnal need flaring.”

“Mmm, damn. How could I’ve been such an ass? I really fucked up with you, and I want you to know I’m doing my best to change.” Wilder lies on his side, snuggling close against me. “Do you think you’d ever be willing to give me a chance to truly prove I’m worthy of you?”

I meet his light blue gaze. “Depends. Can you handle me still being your little brat?” Reaching out, I scrub my fingers into his dark chestnut hair and roll on top of him, using his muscular body to propel me to my feet.

He huffs and jerks out his hand, snatching my shirt, but I only pull myself free, leaving it behind. I race toward the stairs, knowing that if I don’t hurry up, he’s going to catch me, and I know how much he enjoys me making it difficult for him.

“Catch me, and I’ll give you that kiss. Maybe more,” I call, laughing over my shoulder.

“You better hurry. If I catch you, that bratty ass of yours is mine. I’m going to enjoy seeing my palm print bloom red as I spank you for being such a pain in my balls.” Wilder stomps, ensuring his thundering footsteps sends my heart racing.

Damn him. Why do I like the sound of that? Too bad for him. I’m going to use his threat against him just to push him even more.

I freeze at the top of the stairs, widening my eyes. “You’re going to what?”

Shit. The expression he gives me makes me feel a bit bad...but not bad enough to break my perfected acting skills.

“Why would you want to do that?” I ask, shifting on my feet, hugging one of my arms over my bare stomach, the only thing covering me being a bra with my pants.

Wilder opens and closes his mouth, rushing the space to me. “Kinsey, I—”

Dodging around him, I swing my open palm and smack him on his ass, shocking the hell out of him. “You’ve been a naughty fucking alpha, and you’re the one who needs a good spanking.”

I screech as Wilder lunges, locking his hands around my waist as he lifts me off my feet. I laugh and squirm, stretching in an attempt to spank him again. I manage to whack his ass, making him growl. The world spins around me as Wilder throws me onto his bed, flipping me over and pinning me on my stomach.

His weight sinks into me, and I gasp a breath, inhaling the fragrant scent of the sheets. His mouth brushes my shoulder, and he nudges my dark hair away with his nose. My body hums beneath him, our playfulness smoldering into desire. My attraction to Wilder has grown more intense over the last few weeks since we’ve been here and he accepted this was it, and a part of me wants to explore him on a level that satisfies my curiosity but also solidifies our bond.

“My little brat-girl, you know exactly what you do to me, don’t you?” Wilder murmurs in my ear, the heat of his breath sending goosebumps over my skin.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I arch my back, popping my ass up firmly against him.

His hard-on presses into me, his desire pulsing as he flexes his body. Warmth tingles between my legs just thinking about what he wants to do with me.

“You enjoy teasing me.” Wilder glides his tongue over my earlobe, sucking it into his mouth.

“More than anything.” I roll my body, grinding against him in a way that quickens his breathing. The scent of his lust permeates the air, hardening my nipples, and his weight suddenly eases off, leaving cool air against my skin.

But I don’t remain facing down long.

Sliding his hand under me, Wilder flips me over and snatches my wrists, not letting me grab for him how I want. He uses his knee to spread my legs, positioning himself between them. My chest rises and falls with my panting breath, his closeness awakening something frantic and needy inside me. He’s not the only one I’m teasing. My resistance only tortures my own desires.

“You can only tease me for so long before it comes back to bite you, Kinsey.” He leans down and nips my bottom lip, stretching it just enough to make me moan. “And not only once.” Breaking away from my mouth, he licks down my throat and grazes his teeth over my neck. I bend my head, silently asking for more of his attention, and he sucks hard, leaving a mark before biting me just hard enough to make me gasp again.

Continuing down, Wilder kisses his way to my breasts and uses his teeth to pull my bra away enough to suck my nipple into his mouth. I lock my legs around him, not letting him continue farther. I reach for his shirt and yank it up. Wilder returns to my mouth, kissing me again, and I reach between us and glide my hand down his torso, working my way to his pants until I stroke him through his clothes.

“I’ll tease you as much as I want, Wilder. Until you can’t handle it.” I tighten my hold on him, making it impossible for him to move the way he wants while I explore the length of his cock through his pants.

Growling, he rolls until I land on top of him. I smile and slide lower, rushing to unfasten his pants to slip my hand into them, touching the heat of his skin with mine. I suck my lip between my teeth, watching the lust sharpen his features. He struggles to give me this kind of control, and I know at any second—

Arching up, Wilder grabs my wrist. “You’re not going to deny me the pleasure of hearing you moan first. Tasting you. Touching you. I can only take so much of your teasing before I—”

“What are you going to do about it?” I ask, closing the space to brush my lips to his without giving in and kissing him with the passion he craves. “You’re all talk.”

His eyes narrow as he gives me a once-over. I don’t get a chance to react as he pulls me forward, flips me onto my stomach across his lap, pulls down my pants, and spanks me hard on the ass. The stinging sensation surprises me in a good way, and my body clenches as he triggers my adrenaline.

“And you are such a brat.” Wilder rubs smooth circles over my heated skin, rubbing away the sting of his palm.

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