Hands on Justice [The Service Club 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Tonya Ramagos

mouth. “Why did you say maybe?”
    A devious smile hinted on Cade’s lips. “Whether or not you were seen isn’t what you should be worried about.” He tipped his chin, his gaze sliding past her to Grant. “It’s what he’s going to do to you for what you just did without permission that should concern you.”
    Justice slowly turned her head and found Grant watching her, his eyes glinting with wicked intent she couldn’t define. “I didn’t want you to feel left out.”
    “That was very thoughtful of you.” Grant sipped his tea, watching her over the rim of the glass. “But you didn’t do it just to please me, did you?”
    Justice’s gaze fell guiltily to his hand as he slowly set down the glass. “No.”
    “You took pleasure for yourself without my permission.”
    Though he worded it as a statement rather than a question, Justice nodded. She lifted her gaze to his and narrowed her eyes. Why did she suddenly feel like a kindergartener being reprimanded by her teacher?
    Because they are teaching you, dumb shit.
    She had apparently broken a rule, and if the devilish swirls in Grant’s eyes served as any indication, she was about to find out what happened when she took matters, or in this case his cock, into her own hands.
    “You enjoyed it, didn’t you?” A self-conscious trickle of fear moved through her system, causing her question to sound snappier than she intended.
    “Immensely. I don’t want to know where you learned how to suck a dick like that or how you managed to find my pleasure spot so quickly, but that’s not the point. We’re in charge. We say when those vixen lips get to taste, when those satiny hands get to touch. I hope you did enjoy it because you earned yourself a punishment.”
    A double-edged sword sharpened by equal parts wicked anticipation and dark fear sliced from her breasts to her pussy to her ass. She knew he could pick one or all to torment as her punishment. Her nipples throbbed at the myriad of ways he could pleasure and tease them at the same time. Her clit pulsed and juices leaked from between her feminine lips at the remembered feel of his hand so close to her pussy the way it had been in the truck. That touch had driven her senses mad with need, coaxing the naughty demon inside her to break out of its cage. Her butt cheeks clenched, a phantom sting igniting in her ass at the desire to be bared and spanked until she came.
    “You’re being a bit unreasonable, don’t you think?” She had expected Cade to be difficult, had expected to find a softer pair of hands when it came to Grant. She had thought he would be her ally in handling Cade, in taming the control he exuded from every pore. Instead, Grant was proving himself to be as equally hardheaded, domineering, and callous as his partner. Damn, if it didn’t turn her on more to realize that. She didn’t stand a chance at holding her own with either of these men. Still, that wouldn’t stop her from putting up a fight. “You’re expecting me to follow laws that I’m unaware of and sentencing me without regard to my ignorance.”
    “There’s only one law, and I laid it out plainly for you in the truck.” Cade hooked a finger beneath her chin and turned her head, forcing her to meet his gaze. The steeliness in his stare coupled with dark arousal sent her system on a whirlwind of confused exhilaration. “You belong to us. We control the pleasure you take and the pleasure you get. Defying that earns you punishment.”
     
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    Grant had the perfect punishment in mind. He waited until Cade shut off the engine after pulling into Justice’s driveway and slid out the passenger door. Turning to Justice, he gripped her hips as he helped her out of the truck, pulled her close, and held her for a heartbeat before slowly lowering her to her feet. He forced himself to get a tight grip on his control as her sultry body slid down his. Yeah, he knew exactly what to do. Trouble came in also knowing it would torture