Page 5 of Our Unexpected Beginning
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Graham:
I can see you blush from here.
Julia:
Is that all?
Julia glanced around the table; everyone was enthralled in their private conversations since she’d turned her attention to her phone. He started and deleted his message, sidetracked and envious of her bottom lippressed between her teeth.
Their eyes met again, and she parted her thighs. Sliding one foot out and extending her knee. Graham’s eyes flashed from across the open floor, his cock throbbed against the seam of his jeans.
Graham:
What are you doing?
Julia moved her hand from the table to rest on her knee. Holding his gaze, she slipped her hand over her inner thigh. High enough to glimpse the silk of her panties.
Julia:
Returning that blush. *kissy face*
Oh, he wanted to kiss that sass right from her lips.
Graham:
You’re testing me, kitten.
Julia:
And if I am?
Graham:
Upstairs.
Graham:
Two minutes. Not a second later.
Julia
Julia slipped her phone into her purse, and a thrill of excitement raced through her spine. With her heart pounding, she excused herself and headed toward the elevators. She could feel Graham’s golden eyes tracking her every move, a lion waiting to pounce. She’d baited him.
Julia reached the fourth floor and headed toward the Glory Hall. She turned down the observer’s lane and tucked herself off to the side.
Her eyes caught sight of a woman bent over a barstool, ankles shackled and cuffed to the legs. The same treatment was used for her wrists. A man with dark brown hair sat before her, holding the woman’s chin.
Her features were striking under the club lights. Jet black hair, pale skin, and long legs that left her bent at the perfect ninety-degree angle for her dominant.
She recognized the man standing before the sub as Zack, the club owner, who held the sub’s chin and forced her to maintain eye contact. Standing over his submissive in a fine charcoal linen suit, he exuded dominance.
Julia felt the heat of his body before he spoke. Graham’s broad shoulders towered nearly a foot over her. His arms wrapped around her, and she suppressed a shudder, feeling small against him.
She snaked her arm up, and her fingers tangled in his blond hair. She tugged the silky strands, with his mouth hot against her neck.
The aggression of his attention grew from soft kisses to violent nips of her skin. He nipped beneath her ear and held his teeth firm until Julia whined. She melted beneath him. “I’m sure we’d find our way, kitten.”
