Page 30 of The Coffee Shop

Leena is sitting on the couch, fully clothed, her toes tucked under Luke’s ass as he leans forward, concentrating. I furrow my eyes as I realize what he’s holding. What they’re both doing.

“You have got to be fucking me,” I let the anger I’ve built up seep into every word. “I just drove an hour and a halfwith an aching dick from your littlestuntand the two of you are… you’re fuckingknitting?!”I shout, throwing my cum-soaked T-shirt from the porch down onto the table in front of them.

They both look up at me from their projects and I can’t wait to wipe the smirks off their faces.

“It’s harder than it looks,” Luke states.

“It’s not that hard, you’re just really,reallybad at it,” Leena says giggling, shoving at Luke with her foot.

“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t bump me, you’ll fuck it all up!” He complains, his tongue between his teeth as he wraps the yarn carefully around one of the needles.

I stare at them.

Of all the things I expected to find when I got back here, this was no where close to being on the fucking list.

I throw the duffle bag I’m holding to the ground and it lands with a loudthud,echoing through the entire house. They both jump, their eyes shooting towards it.

Luke goes a little pale.

“Get. In. Thefuckingbedroom. Now.” I growl out each word through clenched teeth.

“What is that?” Leena whispers to Luke, her eyes going wide.

“That’s theothergo-bag.”

Chapter Fifteen

LEENA

Sebastian’s tone, and the way Luke goes instantly rigid beside me, makes me realize I should probably listen to what he says.

I toss my knitting aside and quickly make my way to the bedroom with Luke right behind me. The two of us stand side by side as Sebastian storms in after us.

I’m not sure what I expected his reaction to be, or whatthisreaction even is, but the fire behind his eyes is both terrifying and makes me wish that I was wearing underwear. I can already feel my arousal slippery between my thighs and he hasn’t even touched me yet.

“So, how was the phone call?” Luke dares to ask.

“Oh no, that can fucking wait,” Sebastian drops the duffle and starts rummaging through it. My eyes go wide when I glimpse just some of the things he’s moving around in that bag.

“Holy fuck,” I whisper. It’s a whole goddamn bag of sex toys, restraints and some items that might even be considered weapons depending on the situation.

I whip my eyes to Luke. “Are… you guys in thelifestyle?”

I probably should have seen this coming.

“Not anymore,” he answers.

“Oh,” I say, trying not to sound disappointed. “When did you stop?”

Okay, Iclearlysound disappointed.

Sebastian stands, staring me straight in the eyes with that terrifying and sexy as fuck smirk.

“A year and a half ago, sweetheart. And I told you,” he says, pointing a satisfied grin in Luke’s direction before continuing his rummaging.

I don’t even try to unravel the meaning behind any of that.

“Are you going to punish me for what we did?” I ask, a little nervous to hear the answer, but also a little…excited. Sex with these men has been anything but boring, and far from vanilla, butthis. I have never done anything like what this bag suggests and I can’t contain my curiosity.

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