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“I’ll be out here if you need anything,” Oz tells me as he opens the door to the private room. I enter the room and take in the scene. There’s a huge display of cupcakes in a variety of flavors with different colored penis picks in them. They have this white frill jetting out of the top, making the peens look like they are ejaculating. In the center of the room, there’s this huge banner that has a huge gaudy diamond ring pictured on it and more peens than anyone should have to look at. It reads SAME PENIS FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.
The round tables are covered in hot pink with photo frames that show different sex positions. An unopened sex toy sits in the center.
Someone is going to be having the time of their lives. Hope their partner is into it. One thing I love about the private rooms is that the guests are secluded so I can familiarize myself with the room and layout. The host/hostess usually sets up themselves or hires Morgan Springs’ best event planner, Mia Bradford, and her crew. This has Mia’s team written all over it.
I walk over to the door that the guests are sequestered in, lower my voice to a sultry tone, and say, “Who’s coming tonight?”
The women all turn their heads toward me. One by one, their mouths drop open.
No. Fucking. Way.
CHAPTER FOUR
The woman is standing there in the sexiest, strapless, above-the-knees, black dress. I take in her long smooth-as-silk legs, my eyes trailing down to her black, ankle-wraparound fuck-me heels. I can’t believe it’s my blushing bride-to-be. My heart rate kicks into overdrive. I can’t believe that it’s her, of all people, and she’s here with her friends.
“Logan,” she says breathlessly.
“Wait a minute. You mean to tell me you work here when you aren’t at the jobsite with Jaxson?” her best friend, Melinda, asks with a knowing smile.
My eyes never leave Teagan. Her mouth hangs open, eyes wide as saucers. Even knowing her as intimately as I do, I can’t get a read on her. “Teagan—” I stammer. She was never supposed to find out I work here. I was just doing this long enough to pay for the wedding and the honeymoon, and then I was going to move on.
“I can’t believe you set this up, Melinda,” Grier, one of their friends, mutters.
“I can find Xander and see if he can give you all a voucher to—” I start, my heart in my throat.
“Nonsense.” Melinda grins. She looks at the other ladies. “I hear that Miles is taking the stage soon. We should leave these two to the private party...”
“You can’t poss—” Teagan starts to protest.
“Oh hush. You said it yourself. You haven’t gotten any action in over a week since monster-in-law started her bullshit. You have two hours to use as many of these toys as you possibly can. Just so you know, I made sure that all the packages were user-friendly to open. Consider it practice for your honeymoon,” Melinda says with a wink before leading the other ladies out the door. It clicks behind them. That little minx knew this whole time that I work here and set it up on purpose.
“Listen, Tee… I started here to make money for our trip while everything gets sorted out.”
Come Monday, my mother and her entourage won’t know what hit them. Teagan is a force of nature, and I wouldn’t ever want to be on her bad side, especially in a courtroom.
“I don’t care.” My heart sinks with her words. She looks angry, not that I can blame her. I mean, I am practically stripping for a living behind her back.
“I didn’t come here for work. I am not here to fight. I am here for a good time.” She smiles seductively, taking a step toward me.
“There’s a st—” I watch as her hands trace the package that the realistic silicone dildo is in. I can’t think straight, let alone speak, as her fingers linger on the tip through the package.
“These toys look like fun, don’t they, Mr. Sexton?” She picks up the package and sees that they were indeed split open. Removing the dildo from the package, she gives it a firm squeeze and my cock twitches in response.
“This evidence suggests that you have a little too much fun at your job.” Her voice, all authoritative and lawyer sounding, turns me on. Yes, she’s gorgeous, with the curves in the right places, but her beauty is no match for her intelligence. She’s one of the smartest people I’ve ever met in my life.
“They do in fact look like a wet dream come true, Ms. Rourke. I am afraid that I am not allowed to partake in the festivities here though due to not being allowed to touch. There are rules, Ms. Rourke.”
Teagan’s mouth pulls into a sinful smile. “You can’t touch?”
“No touching,” I confirm. I swear if she continues this, I will have no problem losing this job just to try out each one of these toys on her right here, right now.
Teagan walks toward me and stops at the next table, taking in the toy. “Her ultimate pleasure?” she questions, picking up the package to read more. I watch as her eyes roam and I want nothing more than to stalk over to her, grab the toy, throw her down on the nearest table, and fuck her with that dildo until she can’t take anymore. My cock is painfully hard, just watching and wanting her.
“Have you ever used toys in the past?” Teagan asks in a professionalism that’s unlike anything I’ve ever heard. How can this woman ask such questions about things like this, without embarrassment? It has to be part of some lawyer training she went through.
Teagan places the toys down on the table and reaches behind her. Before it registers what she’s doing, her dress falls to her ankles and pools around those stunning fuck-me heels. My eyes wander up her legs to her barely there black lace thong and to her perfect C-cup breasts. The cool air makes her nipples harden instantly.
I swallow hard, “What are?—”
