Page 112 of Undeniably His

Jane’s eyes widened. Mark sounded...different. Hell, his voice's demand and raw power made her suddenly ready to confess everything to him. She had no idea how Amy resisted him as the blonde said in a low voice, “It’s none of your business, Mark. You don’t get to tell me what to do or ...oh God.”

Her voice trailed off into a low moan of pleasure as Mark said, “Did they take what’s mine, Amy?”

Feeling like a voyeur but unable to resist looking, Jane lowered her gaze. She clapped her hand over her mouth. Her old boss, the by all accounts sweet and easy-going Mark, was still pinning Amy to the wall with one hard hand around her wrists. His other hand was shoved down the front of her pants. Amy made a low groan of need and spread her legs wide before arching into his hand.

“Did they touch my little slave’s pussy?” Mark said. “Did she give them what belongs to me?”

“No,” Amy whispered as Mark nuzzled her neck before licking his way to her jaw. “No, I didn’t let them touch me.”

“Good.” Mark kissed her again before sucking on her bottom lip. “You’ll be a good girl and come for me right now. Do you understand?”

His arm moved against her, and Amy moaned again as Mark said, “When we’re done here, you’ll come back to my place and accept your punishment, won’t you?”

“Yes,” Amy whispered.

He bit her throat, and she gasped.

“What did you say to me?” Mark said.

He bit her throat again, and she arched against him before whispering, “I mean, yes, sir.”

“Better. Your punishment will be dropping to your knees and sucking on my cock until I come in your mouth, little slave.”

“Yes, sir,” she repeated.

Oh, Jesus. Jane clenched her hands into tight fists. Listening to Mark call Amy his little slave was way fucking hotter than it should have been. She really needed to say something before things went too far.

Too far, Janie? It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think? Her inner voice said with a gleeful grin.

The door suddenly opened behind her, and she just managed to catch her balance to keep from falling on her ass. She whirled around and stared at Luke, standing in the doorway.

He gave her a puzzled look as he started to step out onto the porch. “Jane? What’s wrong?”

She launched her small body at him, propelling him backward into the house in a desperate attempt to keep him from seeing his sister and Mark.

“Whoa! What the hell?” he said. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she said. “Nothing’s wrong. I got locked out on the porch and was freezing my butt off.”

He studied her for a moment. “Are you sure that’s it? You look weird.”

“I’m cold.” She took his hand and tugged him toward the kitchen. “Come on, let’s see if I can get a cup of tea from your mom.”

“Sure,” he said before following her down the hallway.

* * *

Jane stared at Amy’s house and tried not to cry. Luke had driven her home after dinner, and knowing this was it for them made her feel nauseous. Luke shut off the car and opened his door.

“What are you doing?” Jane asked.

“Coming inside.” He arched his eyebrow at her. “I’m spending the night.”

“I – what?” She gave him a confused look. “But it’s Sunday.”

“Exactly. You said we had until Sunday. It’s still Sunday,” he said. “Is that a problem?”

“No,” she said as she climbed out of the car. She tried to hide her excitement as they entered the house and took off their jackets and boots. Light shone in the kitchen, and she glanced in as they walked down the hallway. Amy sat at the table staring into a cup of tea, and Luke stuck his head into the room.

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