Page 88 of Grin and Bear It

“Hey there, beautiful.” His voice was deep and resonant, a solid constant while I felt like I was in flux. “How we doing?”

“I…” Did Lin tell him what he was up to? What I’d sent him?

“Lin showed me just what you sent him. I hope that was OK.”

I laughed then, feeling some of the tension dissipate and some ratchet higher.

“Ah, yeah, I mean no secrets in the sleuth, amirite?”

“There is if you want them. Now, this isn’t two shitty guys trading nudes. That’s not what this is about. If you want to, put your underwear back on and we’ll have a nice dinner. We’ll have you back at your door before ten, in time for a good night’s sleep before school.”

That was sensible, what I should’ve agreed to.

“Or?” I asked, daring to give voice to the part of me that wasn’t trying to hustle 24/7 and meet everyone’s damn expectations. I heard a low huff of satisfaction down the phone line.

“Or you come back here, pussy bared beneath that beautiful little dress. I’ll let Madeline know we’re not to be disturbed, that we ordered too much food and we’re happy with what we have now.”

“And…?”

“And we’ll do our level best to look like we’re just sharing a dinner with a beautiful woman, one we so very desperately want to please. And you’ll talk to us in a very low voice, tell us exactly how it feels when we tease open that wet little cunt, while everyone else enjoys their meals.”

This felt like the scene at the start of Mission Impossible, where the protagonist is offered a mission they have no chance of completing.

And tries to do so anyway.

“I’ll see you soon,” I replied, ending the call and then walking out of the cubicle, underwear a slightly uncomfortable lump in my bra.

“So what did you decide?” Lin asked, smirking like the prick he was.

I sat down with a flourish, making a show of tucking my dress underneath me.

“Why don’t you reach under the table and find out?”

Chapter44

Nash

Although I’d been well prepared for the way I’d feel when I met my mate, I’d had no idea just how fucking drawn to her I would be. Ellie was a tantalising combination of shy and challenging that had me leaning way too close.

“Did you do as I asked?” Lin asked, doing the same. “I could call you a good girl, but that’s only if—”

“Yeah, you can do that.”

Her hurried reply, her sweet smile.

“Do you—?” Lin asked.

“Have a praise kink? I think our girl does.” I tested the bare skin of her thigh, feeling its satin texture before moving higher. I was edging her and me, taking my time, but that seemed right.

“I don’t…” Her retort was cut off as I swept my hand up her inner thigh, forcing her legs wider. “It’s not a kink.” Her breath was coming in hard and fast now. “I just like—”

“To be told how beautiful you are,” Lin said. “How bold and brave.”

“I… Shit!” She looked around hastily as she yelped that out, then deliberately lowered her voice. “I– I…”

I moved my hand up then, reaching our prize and found Lin was already stroking her clit in long slow movements. She was choking back a moan, her back stiffening as he wound her tighter, and that just made me want more. I tugged at her leg and she spread them as far as they could go, my hand sliding through the slick mess between them.

“It’s not a praise kink but you…” I prompted.

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