Double the sugar daddies

ken

ouse,” Wilder

d beneath my chest at the p

e around, you kno

not my

ed, and I shivered at

I pushed him aside and strode into the large entryway. “Wha

the large, opulent, leather sofas, and I blushed fiercely. The two of them had both been the focus of every single dirty fantasy and dream I’d had for the last month. But I’d seen Lincoln, even if it’d been blurr

be I

and I gasped under my breath. I turned, trapped against

, and I swear I could feel Lincoln’s eyes doing the same behind me. And caught bet

k were you?” W

whe

es nar

d the response. I

y jaw as I stared right back at him. I could see something

d with more bra

, cocking my hip to t

angerous game here,

u’re just be

spun me around and press

AC

t the soft, yielding skin of my ass right thr

ank me,” I whisper

re no

s roof, for all intents and purposes, I sure as fuck am. I care for you. I feed you. I give you money for

can

ghs. “This last month? Yeah we’re not going to play that little game anymore. We’re done with your bratty little attitude. And to make things easie

ainst my ear, his hand resting on my

, from now on,

G

le naughty fantasy I’d been bottling up over

d ov

ha

y ass and knowing he could see my little red thong pulled tight between my ass cheeks. I blushed just as red as I looked up and locked eyes

AC

a moan as his strong, powerful hand spanked my lit

growled in my ear, spanking me again as L

AC

an, but my eyes stayed open and locked onto Lincoln. Because if it wasn’t dirty enough that here I was, eighteen years old and gett

tt

much h

could see Lincoln’s jaw tense. His eyes blazed raw heat across the divi

s hard. Like, re

ther spanked down on my ass. I gasped as he tugged my skirt up, flipping it over my ass and completely baring my thong to his eyes. Ithought I

from disciplining me and spanking my as

s this date with

ad. “No one!

?” Lincol

otball for t

ly under his breath, muttering

exactly happen

my face burn as his hand slid over the curve

us, Kenzie,” L

t on the arm rest of the sofa. I could feel Wilder’s thick erection pulsing against my th

ar,” I whispered, shakin

wh

voice that wasn’t really anger

, and this time, I knew wha

lou

every cell in my body tingled. I’d

s jeans into my skin. I heard movement, and when I opened my eyes, I gasped at Lincoln standing ri

little piece of shit try

hed sc

ll

ly. “He wanted me

ha

uck his cock,” I f

n growled— the sound

ickly, shaking my hea

and gravely, and the sound of it r

hort I can fucking see it, I can also see that your

ight had turned out, with Wilder putting his hands on me and spanking my bare

y eyes, taking a shaky breath and trying to find the courage to say what I wanted

nzi

I could stop them, and suddenly, I felt the whole room go still. Wild

,

against me, and I didn’t wan

whole body buzz with the raw need for him — fo

ha

forced myself to look right up into Wi

ened after I go

thought was going to happen when I said it — what insane porno-scenario my dirty mind thought

he took a step back, his broad chest heaving. He glanced past me, and I looked over my shoulder to see Lincoln standing there with his jaw cle

der said again,

right back up. Wilder gave me one last, long look, before he and Lincoln stepped from the