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“Yes, Amber?” Evan called back, watching Malcom’s expression becoming increasingly uncomfortable at the situation.
“I’m sorry, but I need you out front.”
“Fine. I’ll be right out.”
“Okay.”
Evan gave Malcom’s junk one last squeeze, accompanying it with a softly spoken, “I can appreciate you’ve unlocked the deadbolts on the door of the closet you’ve been in for so long, but cracking the door and peeking out isn’t enough,” before releasing him and stepping back.
Then, reaching behind Malcom, Evan grabbed the doorknob and twisted, pulling the door open and forcing Malcom to move out of the way, to avoid being hit. “Good night,” Evan said, before leaving the office.
Chapter 34
Cantankerous
“Well? How did it go?” Jules asked Malcom, when she let him into her place.
He went straight to the cabinet with her liquor in it and poured himself a few fingers of Maker’s Mark, then took a drink.
Jules blinked at him. “That good?”
“It didn’t … go well,” he said.
“You seem kind of disturbed. What happened?”
Malcom finished off his drink. “He, uh, grabbed my dick.”
She blinked at that unexpected nugget, not surprised when an image of Evan grabbing Malcom’s dick popped into her head with sharp clarity. Nor was she surprised, really, when she liked it.
“Through my jeans, I mean,” Malcom clarified.
Adjusting the image in her head slightly, to have less nudity (but still liking it), Jules asked, “Why? I mean, he probably did it because he wanted to, but how did that come about? Because I didn’t grab it until like the third date.”
“I think he was trying to make a point.”
“What point?”
“That he wanted all of me.”
“Well, I guess that’s one way to get the point across.”
“You don’t seem upset.”
“That he grabbed your dick?”
Malcom gave a hesitant nod, like he thought she was going to blow a gasket.
“I’m not upset,” she said. “Does it upset you that I’m not upset?”
“No … I don’t think so.”
“Did you like it?”
“When he grabbed my dick?”
It was her turn to nod.
“Yes, I liked it.”
