Page 23 of Secret Seduction
“It’s anything over five pounds,” Lennie helps me out.
“Thank you. I assure you the chair isn’t even half that. Same with the bags.” I look pointedly at Coralynn.
“Whatever, your purse is probably over that. It feels like lead weight nine times out of ten.” I ignore the fact that my sister is running me over with her make-believe bus, throwing it inReverseand repeating the process.
“Okay, everyone, dive in, and then we’ll chat.” Lyric claps her hands together to get us all started. I grab my iced coffee, having doctored it up the way I like at Oak & Brew, then go about doing the same with my bagel. Luke offered to cook breakfast, not wanting me to go anywhere on an empty stomach. It made no sense to have bacon, eggs, and toast with him when I’d be eating with the girls. He grumbled, I rolled my eyes, and he ate. Then he kissed me until I was breathless, and I wanted a repeat of last night when Luke got us both off with zero penetration.
A shiver works itself along my spine at remembering how he did all the work. The only thing he’d allowed me to do was work my nipples, which I did, or at least tried to. It’s really hard to mimic how his mouth feels when it’s my fingers instead. I’d been flat on my back, completely naked, legs spread, feet sinking into the bed beneath me, toes curling while I watched him undress. His dexterous fingersworked the buttons at his wrists, then went to the ones at his throat. Each inch of fabric that gave way showed me his tattooed body. The black ink I’d traced with my tongue kept me on edge. When he got down to the buttons near his abdomen, he tugged the offending shirt off his body, making my mouth dry with the smattering of hair down his happy trail that I know leads to his massive cock.
My hand started traveling down between my breasts, more than ready to use my fingers on myself, when he double timed it and tore the rest of his clothes off. That’s when bossy Luke came out to play, the rough and deep timbre of his voice telling me what I can and can’t do, or we’ll stop completely. Needless to say, I obeyed his rules.
Luke crawled between my legs, his cock thick and heavy, the mushroom-shaped tip bigger than I’d ever experienced before. So much so that my throat was tender afterwards the first time I’d taken him with my mouth. When his length was near my entrance, I yearned, practically begged for more. Luke would never allow that, though, not until I’m completely healed, which meant he worked around it. Instead using the underside of his cock, slowly sliding along my seam, the head of his dick hitting my clit, and when I lost the will to pinch and pull at my nipples, he dropped his head and took one in his mouth. The delicious pull shot straight to my core, triggered an orgasm to roll through me, and Luke never stopped. One rolled into another, and it wasn’t until I’d felt the thick and heavy spurts of cum coating my lower stomach and lips of my pussy that I came down from the euphoric high. His lazy grin told me he was damn proud to get me off twice.
“Hello, Earth to Shaelynn.” Lyric waves her hand in front of my face.
“She’s dreaming of McHottie, lucky bitch. Though, I think McBroody is sheww, slap my ass, and make me come hotter.” I wince at Coralynn’s lack of a filter.
“You know, now that you say that, it does make him hotter,” Winnie says.
“I can’t talk about this, either of them, because, you know, technically, they are my bosses. Plus, Luke is practically a brother to all of us.” Lennie covers her ears, using her shoulder for one ear and her hand for the other because the girl is not letting go of her bagel. Not that I blame her. Oak & Brew is the absolute best; everyone is addicted to either their food, coffee, and tea, or all three, like I am.
“I can. I may be married, but I’m not dead,” Maci states.
“Oh my gosh, you sound just like Momma Catherine, doesn’t she, Lennie?” Kennedy points out.
“You’re right. Shit. Coralynn and Catherine together are going to be trouble with a capital T.” Lennie turns on the dramatics.
“Who is that, and when do I meet her? She sounds like a lot of fun,” my sister says. Winnie laughs, Maci chimes in, and Lyric shakes her head. I only have heard of her from the girls and Luke and haven’t met her in the flesh.
“Soon. She and her husband, Russell, are currently on their way down here for the birth of the twins,” Lyric tells us.
“Yes, which means we have to make this quick. The mom-to-be is insisting we stop at the grocery store for food, the florist for, well, flowers, and who else knows what we’ll be roped into,” Maci teases. I’m thinking they carpooled bigtime and are getting roped into everything Lennie on their days off.
“Okay, so, spill the tea,” Kennedy says in my direction.
“Well, the biopsy came back non-cancerous.” I lift my hands up in the air, do a little dancy dance in my seat, and the girls cheer along with me.
“That’s great news!” Coralynn launches her arms around me. “I love you. Never again are you keeping anything like this from me. Promise, right now, or I’m going to pinch your boob.” Gosh, she’s pulling out the big guns.
“Fine, I promise you. No secrets,” I reply. She should be happy I didn’t cross my fingers, legs, or my toes like I would as a teenager.
“Marissa and Nadine, let’s get down to the nitty gritty.” Winnie clears her throat. It seems most of the women in our group know of them, have had to deal with them, or work with them.
“I vote we use a code word to activate Operation Bitch Slap,” Maci states, crossing her arms over her chest, a look of standing on business written across her face.
“Same,” Lyric replies.
“And what should the code name be?” Lennie interjects, sucking back her drink until there’s nothing left.
“Regina George.” Kenny doesn’t even think twice.
“How freaking appropriate,” I mutter. Those two are literally the epitome ofMean Girls.At least Marissa is toward me, but from what the girls have said, Nadine can be just as bad.
“Good, that’s settled. I really hate to eat and run. Except I’ve got an uber-protective alpha annoying husband who’sblowing up my phone asking where I am.” Lennie stands up. Her protruding belly has dropped a lot, and I’m betting she won’t make it much longer before the twins make their appearance.
“Go, go, go. Thank you for coming. You sure do make a girl feel special.” We all get up to hug each other. Lennie, Kenny, Maci, and Winnie head toward the door. Lyric, Coralynn, and I disperse through the studio. I’m already dreading today, longing to be in a studio, doing what I love the most. I blow out a puff of air and get to it. There’s no time like the present for the awaiting paperwork, social media content, plus everything else I can do to keep myself occupied.
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