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“Yes,” he immediately said, and as I removed myself from his body, he whimpered.
“The only other question is…where. Where would you like to come?” As he stared up at me, I licked my lips and his eyes dropped to them. Good answer. But I wanted to hear it. “Where, Jesse?”
“In your mouth. I really want to come in your mouth.”
“Well, you were such a good little lamb…” I said as I worked my way down his body, situating myself between his thighs. “And I still haven’t had my dessert, so it seems you’re in luck.”
15
The following morning, I was on my knees with my cell wedged between my shoulder and ear, reaching underneath my couch for the sneaker I’d kicked off the last time I’d come in from a long double shift.
“I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” Brayden said. “Because I’m pretty sure my best friend wouldn’t know what to do in bed with Salvatore Wolfe.”
“Screw you. I was there, and I have the battle scars to prove it.” My wrists were still pink and a bit sore from the bite of my belt being wrapped around them, while my body had been thoroughly enjoyed by the sexiest man I’d ever met, and I didn’t mind one bit. In fact, I liked the fact that I had a reminder of last night’s escapades, otherwise I might’ve thought I’d hallucinated the whole thing.
“Ah. Did he break out the flogger for your first night?”
I felt the end of a lace and pulled the sneaker out from deep underneath the couch. Sitting up, I wiped my hands on my pants and switched the phone to my other shoulder. “The what?”
“That would be a no. Trust me, you’d know if he smacked you with it.”
“Smacked me with a flogger? What the hell are you talking about?”
Brayden ignored me. “Where’s his place? Did you stay overnight? Give me the damn details, or I’m coming over there.”
I shoved my foot into the sneaker and sighed as I began to tie it. “Look, I promise I’ll tell you everything, but I’m so late for work—”
“Fuck work. It’s your last week. What are they gonna do, fire you?”
I had to smile at his reasoning, and also the fact that I’d no longer have to wipe up crumbs and tea spills after Friday. “So, he lives on the top floor of the Astor, and when I say the top floor, I mean the entire thing. It’s massive.”
“Like his cock?”
“Brayden!”
“Am I wrong?”
“Well…no.” My face grew warm at the memory of Salvatore thrusting inside me like a man possessed. It had been the hottest thing I’d ever seen. “He, uh, took a little getting used to.”
“I fucking knew it. You’re not like his usual playthings. I bet he had to loosen you up reaaal good.”
I covered my face with my hand. “Oh my God.”
“Hold on. Are you still at his place? I didn’t even think to ask.”
“No, I’m not at his place. I told him I couldn’t stay, since I have work this morning, so the limo dropped me off after…well, after.”
“After what, Jesse? After he unloaded inside your hot ass?”
“You’re a freak, you know that?”
“Hell yeah, I do. But you’re not giving me the goods here.”
I pulled the phone away from my ear to check the time, and when I saw how late it was getting, I patted my pants pocket, making sure I had my wallet and my keys, and then rushed out the door.
“All you need to know is it was the best night of my life,” I said, making my way down the stairs. Best night might be an understatement… “He was so…like, in control the whole time, and I’ve never thought about that being something I liked, but wow. It was the most mind-blowing sex I’ve ever had in my life.” I reached the bottom of the stairs and went to open the main door of the building. “He even tied me—”
My words caught in my throat as I came face to face with the very man I was referring to. His hand was raised, like he’d been about to knock, and there was an amused expression on his handsome face.
“—up,” I finished, my skin heating to a high boil at being caught.
“He tied you up?” Brayden said, loud enough that I knew Salvatore could hear. “Fuck yeah. What did he use? Handcuffs? Rope? Cable ties? A sheet? Some—”
“Uh, Brayden, I’ve gotta go,” I said quickly, then ended the call and shoved the cell deep in my pocket. It was official: I wanted to die. I wanted to crawl under a rock and never come out. I tried for a weak smile. “Salvatore, um. Hi.”
The amusement in his eyes died, and as a frown took over the space between his brows, his hand went to the frame of the door beside my head.
