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I’m so sorry. My assistant principal came in. I won’t even punish you for coming without permission. Are you okay?

It’s the way she cares that makes this feel like more than just sex. More than exploring each other in ways we have never felt comfortable exploring before.

Me

Knees are a little weak, and I have some explaining to do, but fuck, it was exhilarating. When are you going to do it again?

I really hope she doesn’t right now. I will end up on the floor. I want her to know I really enjoyed it, though. That I would be down to do this again anytime she pleased.

Laney

You’ll never know because I own you, and you do as I say. Be a good boy.

I smile down at my phone as I shoot her one last message.

Me

I’ll always be your good boy, Laney.

I do my best to clean myself up, but I know I’m going to have to run back to the clubhouse for a quick shower and change of clothes. She didn’t tell me to take the cock ring off, so I plan to leave it.

Washing my hands, I open the door to find Jagger casually leaning against the wall.

“Don’t you have work to do?” I mutter, knowing my face is red as hell.

“I was worried about you. You look clammy and red. You feeling okay?” he asks, genuinely concerned.

“Fine. Lunch must not have agreed with me,” I huff.

He follows me as I walk through the shop.

“You haven’t eaten lunch,” Jagger says as he falls into step beside me.

“Get back to work. Gunner, aren’t you supposed to be keeping an eye on him?” I growl.

Gunner looks up from his clipboard. “I don’t get between the two of your bromance bullshit. As long as you get your shit done, I don’t give a fuck. I have my hands full enough with Trouble here.”

“Hey, I’m a perfect angel,” Sloane protests.

Jane pops her head into the back room. “Bay three is calling for an update. Do we have an eta?”

“Fuck. I need to run to the clubhouse. It’ll be a couple hours,” I tell her.

She frowns. “You don’t look so good. You should take the rest of the day off.”

“I’m fine. I’ll be back.”

As I make my way back to the clubhouse, I can’t help the little smile on my face.

I would deal with all the ridicule from those guys for another experience like that with Laney.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Delaney

Iget out of the passenger seat and meet Tank at the front of my car. He takes my hand, and we start walking toward the store.

Something about it feels very normal. Right.