She didn’t know what to expect next from the two men. She’d never felt this way. Never in her life had anyone taken the time to make her feel this wanted, or this sexy. She couldn’t count the assaults before she left Paradise. Most of the time she didn’t even want to think about them. Though, she’d thought of them more since she returned than she had in the last three years. Glenn was never one to take his time with anything. He rushed through everything, including sex, or perhaps, especially sex. He wanted his pleasure, but hers was barely an afterthought. “Stop thinking of old lovers,” Duncan almost growled the words against her flesh. It vibrated her clit and made Pearl shiver. If he intended to do that every time she thought of other men, she might do it a lot. Duncan swatted her rear. “I said stop.” He lifted his head, his eyes glittering with anger and glowing with the predatory look of his jaguar. “Don’t make me spank you again, Pearl. The next time, I’ll put you over my knee:”
