I grew flustered when he sniffed my breath, wondering if he’d be able to tell what I did in the woods with Theo. I’dlickedhis come off my hand and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that to be broadcast to everyone. I was definitely feeling good and feeling braver with my dad out of the state, but my boldness had its limits.
He raised his eyebrows and smirked.
“Was someone a dirty girl?”
I blushed furiously and tipped my chin up, doing my best to look as proper as possible.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Dominic gripped my inner thigh, his hand dangerously close to the magical butterfly in my panties.
“Don’t lie to us. About anything, Angel. Understand?”
I swallowed and nodded. “Sorry, Sir.”
Leon growled and ran his finger down the spot Theo had just been kissing.
“He’s not the one you lied to.”
There was something about Leon, an edge that made me nervous. I wasn’t afraid of him, at all, but there was something which made me want to protect my butt and hide anything that looked remotely like a paddle. Of course, because my body had decided to fall all the way off course, I found that edge attractive. And didn’t really want to hide all the paddles.
“I’m sorry, Leon.” I shifted, already nervous for my butt.
“So, were you? Were you a naughty girl?” He was having fun, I could tell.
I kept my eyes down as I nodded.
“Yes.”
Dominic growled as his hand shifted just a bit higher.
“Tell us.”
I gasped up at him.
“You want me to tell you what happened?”
He nodded, eyes stern.
“I won’t repeat myself. I would love to get you bent over this table and spank you while everyone watches.”
I spoke fast and low, telling them what I’d done and what Theo had done. I was mortified but I would’ve had to be blind to not see that both of them had large tents in their pants. When I finished by admitting I’d licked Theo’s come from my hand, Leon lifted my face to his again. His grin was beyond hot.
“You’re a curious little kitten, aren’t you?”
“Seems she is.” Dominic drained the drink in front of him and then stood up. “I think it’s time to explore some of the private rooms.”
I glanced at the stage that was blessedly empty. The club seemed calmer that night, with a glaringly obvious lack of sex sounds. I wasn’t complaining.
“The private rooms?”
Leon slid out of the booth.
“Come, Angel.”
I couldn’t help hesitating.
“W-will people be there? W-watching?”
