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“I think I’m going to plead the fifth.” Shoot. Her Little was close to the surface. They had her off-guard. It was the kissing and the bossiness and the kinkiness.
She didn’t know whether she was up or down.
“The fifth?” Grady repeated. “I don’t think you can plead the fifth with us. Can she, Steele?”
“Definitely not.” Steele leaned against the side of the fireplace. “What did you have for breakfast, Little girl?”
“I’m not a Little girl,” she replied, her heart racing.
“Aren’t you?” Steele asked.
She licked her dry lips. “Are the . . . are the two of you Doms?”
* * *
Grady knew she was nervous.
Nervous and brave.
He hadn’t gone to pick her up this morning because he’d wanted to get a few things done. Namely, setting into motion some plans to ruin Lucy’s life, ensuring that Brooks’ former bullies were behaving themselves by sending someone out to check in with their parents. Oh, and doing some more research into back injuries caused by car accidents.
All in a morning’s work.
Still, he regretted not going to pick her up after Steele left. It was ridiculous, but he felt this pull toward her. Wanted her around him all the time.
Once they convinced her to move in here with them, he might order her to strip, then have her sit next to him while he worked. Perhaps he’d even like to touch her. Or have her touch him.
Yes . . . he could imagine having her kneeling between his legs, sucking his cock. But even more, he wanted to tie her to his desk. Secure her with her legs spread, her pussy on display so he could pet and play with her at will.
That wasn’t a fantasy he’d ever had before. But this was Effie . . . everything was different with Effie.
Standing, he drew over a stool to sit on in front of her.
Now wasn’t the time to play with her. It was the time for some talk.
“What did you have for breakfast?” Grady asked.
She groaned. “You’re like a dog with a bone.”
“Best answer him, baby girl. Before he ties you up and tortures the answer out of you.”
Her eyes widened as she stared from him to Steele. Grady sent Steele a quelling look. He didn’t need to fucking terrify her.
“You like doing that? Um, bondage, I mean?”
Grady studied her. She didn’t appear freaked out. Maybe she liked the idea of being tied up.
And perhaps that’s why Steele mentioned it. Sometimes, he forgot that the other man was very intuitive.
“I do. Do you like that?” he asked.
“I think I would. I’ve never had much opportunity to explore . . . well, to explore anything.”
She tugged at her earring. Today they were little bumblebees. So cute. Reaching up, he drew her hand free. A zing of pleasure rushed through his body.
And her face grew soft. The tension in her body eased.
Pliant.
