One Empire Night by Autumn Jones Lake

Author:Autumn Jones Lake [Lake, Autumn Jones]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943950263
Publisher: Ahead of the Pack, LLC
Published: 2017-12-30T18:30:00+00:00

Ten

It takes a lot of concentration to carry on a conversation when your husband has the remote control to your underwear.

The thought makes me snicker.

“What’s up with you?” Willow asks. “You’ve been grinning like a fool all night.”

I shrug and shake my head. Willow and I haven’t reached the sharing-stories-about-our-sex-toys stage of our friendship yet. I don’t even think I’d tell Hope about this one and I tell her almost everything.

Once again, Wyatt’s proved what a clever devil he is. Except for when I was in the dressing room with Hope—when Wyatt swore he wouldn’t mess with the remote—I haven’t had a second to think about anything other than what his next move will be.

Every knowing look he sends my way makes my panties wet.

Despite the Spanx under my dress, at some point the gadget shifts. The next time Wrath flicks it on, I barely feel a thing.

I suppose I could keep quiet. But that sort of feels like cheating at our private game.

My gaze travels around the club not finding my husband anywhere.

“I think he’s outside with Ravage,” Serena says, hopping onto one of the bar stools.

Turning around, I force a smile on my lips.

She raises an eyebrow. “Wrath. I don’t think he’s getting a lap dance or anything. I’ve never even seen him look at another girl.”

Willow hip-checks me. “You two are inspiration for girls everywhere.”

“What?”

“Hot, overprotective, worships the ground you walk on, and faithful,” Willow says. She glances over at Hope and Rock. “Now, Rock’s all those things, plus outright obsessed with his wife.” She laughs and slaps four shot glasses on the bar. “Tequila?” she asks.

“Uh, no.” There’s no way I’m drinking when Wrath and I are engaged in a game of orgasm chicken.

Before Willow tries to talk me into a drink, I pour two ginger ale and cranberry juice and hand one off to Hope.

Wrath finally shows up, crooked grin in place. I swear I almost combust at the sight of him.

Especially when he leans down to whisper in my ear, “I forgot to tell you how pretty you look tonight.”

The warmth and sweetness in his voice seems at odds with his Viking-biker appearance. Maybe that’s why it’s extra swoony. “Thank you.”

He runs his hands over my hips and ass. “You need more things in this material.”

Chuckling, I turn, catching him for a quick kiss. “There’s a problem in paradise.”

He raises an eyebrow.

“There’s a malfunction. Down there.”

He still seems confused, but checks to see if Rock needs him and then pulls me away.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Somewhere private.”

At first I’m worried he means the VIP rooms, but he steers us in the opposite direction, heading for Z’s office. He pulls out a key and flicks on the light before pushing me inside.

“What’s going on?”

I point to my crotch. “Your little torture device isn’t working right.”

He barks out a laugh. “Torture device. Tell me you’re not loving it.”

I glance away, because we both know I’d be lying.

“You didn’t want to adjust it yourself?” he asks.

Placing my hands on my hips, I narrow my eyes.

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