Jared
He stood there at the end of Wynta’s bed and didn’t actually know what to say to her, had it all been her game from after that first moment he’d punished her? Or was this just something she had devised as a way to make him stop playing his game with her? He wasn’t entirely sure of what exactly was going on right this very minute.
She was smiling up at him, and a part of him really wanted to just lean down and kiss her once more, push her back down on the bed and have his way with her. He heard Creed chortle inside his mind, ‘Then the game will be over, and she really will have won.’
A part of him really wanted to say screw it and pull all her clothes off, as well as his, and just have s*x with her, regardless of the game he was playing. Just now she’d shown him a whole other side
