Page 74 of Not A Whisper

"Kicking me out?Already? But I just got here." He turns around obediently.

Quickly, I sign along a dotted line. I flip through each page, signing where each yellow tab indicates. God, there's a lot of legal mumbo jumbo here. I'll have to read it later. When I'm finished, I fold the documents back up and hand it to Trip as he turns back to face me.

Leaning forward, he gives me a swift kiss before tucking the documents into his back pocket.

"See you tonight." He turns and starts to stroll off but stops to turn and face me. "Oh, I need you to take off tomorrow."

What?"Um, no."

"Don't be difficult, dollface. Just do it.”

I study him suspiciously. "Why do I need to take off?"

"Because the four of us are going to take a spontaneous vacation. We all need a chance to breathe and relax before Grant tells Garry he's not going through with the wedding and before Garry realizes he’s missing his slaves." Trip winces. "Once Garry knows, it's going to be hell for a bit."

“Don’t you have a business to run? How are you able to take off?”

He flashes me a cheeky grin. “I’m one of the bosses, that means I can do what I want.”

“Well, I don’t have that luxury. I need my days to go visit Pianna." I put my hands on my hips. "She just got engaged and I have a ton of Maid of Honor stuff to do."

Trip's brows fly upward. "Engaged, huh? Didn’t shejuststart seeing this guy?"

"Yeah, so? If she loves him and he loves her, why does it matter how short or long they've been together?"

I'll have to apologize later to Pianna for my initial reaction, given how I'm defending her now.

Trip shrugs, clearly bored with where this conversation has headed. "It doesn't. Good to know how open you are to your friend's whirlwind romance. Are you going to take off or not?"

I glare at him a little longer. It disappears though as I consider a whole weekend with them and it being drama-free. A vacation does sound nice…

"Fine, but we better be doing something fun."

Trip's answering grin is both stunning and suspicious. It's just a littletoofull of excitement to be natural. "It'll be a weekend we'll never forget."

With that, he turns and leaves me wondering what the hell I just signed up for.

Nineteen

“Fuck, dollface,” Trip rasps before choking on a moan. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were having fun.”

In this position, with my face forced down into his lap in the back seat of Grant’s truck, he can’t see my smile. To let him know he’s right, I swallow around Trip’s dick, my throat convulsing hard.

"Goddamnityoufilthyslutyou’resuchabrat," he rasps, his words tumbling out fast through clenched teeth. He retaliates by using his hand to push me further down his cock. I gag hard and tears leak from the corners of my eyes. Still, I can’t help but enjoy myself.

Up front, Grant and Jason laugh.

This is supposed to be a punishment forme. Apparently, not immediately agreeing to work for the guys and then not jumping at the chance to take off work is some type of crime in his book. The others had sided with Trip when I tried to protest. But now, I don't really mind. While my mouth has been occupied for the near hour-long drive, it hasn't been allthat uncomfortable. Between the two of us, I think I ended up with the better end of the stick.

No pun intended.

Because while my throat may be sore later, it's Trip who's fighting a fifth release. Did he really think I'd cockwarm him this long without some sort of retaliation? Silly boy.Ihave the power in this position, and I've used it to make him suffer. Someone clearly hasn't recovered from when he ran a train on me several nights ago. His hisses of agony are just as frequent as his moans of pleasure as I work him back up each time he finds his release.

It's a thrill putting him through his paces.

“I made a few phone calls. Our accounts are now more accessible,” Jason tells Grant. “Moving forward with everything should be a lot easier now."

Grant grunts. I can’t tell if that’s in approval or skepticism.

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