It was at this precise moment that he took advantage of my burgeoning desire and moved from soft touches to slipping a finger in my soaking cunt. I bi... my lip to keep from groaning too loud as a second finger followed."No need to be quiet, baby, they aren't waking up," he whispered in my ear as he vigorously fingered me.I pushed him back and climbed off the counter. "While that's probably true, it's not worth the risk. Let's take this elsewhere." I gave him a mischievous grin and led him out. "Can we finish this then you yell at the bride."I glared at him, but I took his point. "I'll be in my office. Call me when you're done."I did leave the dining room, intent to head to my room, but Yann stopped me."Boss, I think we have a slight problem." He did look worried. "When was the last time you let Zane come?" I don't know. Why?" He's locked himself in his room, saying you have to punish him because he came without permission." Oh what the hell!"We went to Zane's room, where the door was. Remember, I didn't know much about families,except that I wanted one. This one.I watched from the door the first few times as Rachael strolled betweenthe two long rows, brushing her hands one each side as if she could findwhat she wanted by feel alone. Boxes crowded the shelves and the wallsunder the clothing were lined with racks of shoes. So many shoes. Whywould anyone need so many shoes? I thought of the heels hidden inRachael's room. Dozens of such shoes maned the walls. One can't help. She opens her eyes to find him kneeling in front of her, concern etching his features. Forgetting his injured ribs, she throws herself at him, burying her face against his neck. Red’s arms wind around her, holding her tightly to him, ignoring the sharp pain in his chest. Her hot tears scald his skin as he tries to calm her frantic sobbing. ‘Please, sweetheart, tell me what’s wrong,’ he pleads. ‘We can’t tell them!’ she exclaims, pulling back from him desperately, her hands clutching at the.