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“Want me to bring it up?”
“Nah, I could do with stretching my legs. I’ll be right down. Thanks.”
Ten minutes later, I’m back upstairs sitting in my living room, staring at the matte black box tied with a black satin ribbon and bow sitting on my coffee table. There’s no note or anything, but I grin at the sweet gesture from Taylor.
Me
Hey Taylor, thank you so much, and my absolute pleasure. I’m so happy at Crown and Black. It’s everything I’ve ever looked for in a firm for the long-term. Thank you, really. Your feedback means a lot to me.
Taylor’s a stickler for her bedtime routine and sleep health, so she’s already got her “do not disturb” auto reply set for texts. But still, she’ll see it in the morning and know I got the package.
I re-read her text again, my smile growing wider. I love working for her, and Alistair and Gabriel. It’s a wonderful chance at a fresh start, away from Leo, and the less fun memories of childhood, and from Hugo the stalker creep. So it really is incredibly validating to hear that they’re glad I’m here, too.
I take a big slug of my pinot noir and then pull open the ribbon tied around the box. I take off the lid, smiling curiously at the matte black crepe paper inside, before I pull it aside—
…And go very, very, still.
I amfairlyconfident this is not a gift from Taylor. And if it is, I have, well,severalquestions. Because it’s not a bottle of wine, or a fruit basket, or a laser-etched Lucite plaque, or something else your boss would send you for a job well done.
Inside the box, I’m staring at the most erotic and provocative, skimpiest lingerie I’ve ever laid eyes on, bar none.
My mouth falls open, my cheeks burning as I stare at the contents. The demi-bra is transparent black lace, with just enough fabric to basically—sort of—cup the undersides of your breasts without really covering much of anything.
I start to pull the matching panties out—in the same delicate, black, see-through lace as the bra—before I stop, my eyes going wide.
There’s skimpy, and then there’s, well,this. It’s like a thong, but…not really. The front is about two inches wide, leading down to the gusset, which I realize as I hold them up actually splits apart.
My face blooms bright red as it clicks.
Crotchless panties. They’re freaking crotchless panties.
The back is even flimsier. After the lace in the front splits into two, to not atallcover your vagina, it comes up the back over the ass in two strips, one over each cheek, to where they connect with the delicate waistband again.
That’s it.
The box also contains lacy black thigh-highs with a matching black lace garter belt.
So, no—this is pretty obviouslynotfrom Taylor. And it doesn’t take much of a genius to figure out whodidsend it.
Hades, clearly.
Then I realize there’s something else in the box.Twosomething elses, actually, both in smallish black satin boxes. I pick up the first, without the faintest idea what it could be as I open it.
I immediately turn bright red.
It’s a vibrator. A little, shiny, gold vibrator. The kind that’s in a sort of “U” shape, where you slide one end up andinside, and the other end hugs the front against your clit.
I mean, so I’ve heard...
I shiver, chewing on my lip as I stare at the outrageously sexy lingerie and the golden—or at least goldplated—vibrator, courtesy of Hades bloody Drakos.
Which seriously begs the question: what thefuckis in the other box? Handcuffs? A freakingball gag?
I simmer with forbidden heat as I lift open the lid of the second box.
Immediately, something hot pulses and sizzles in the pit of my stomach as stare at the little bulbous toy sitting inside the box, also gold.
It’s a butt plug.
