Page 32 of Not A Peep


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Jason and I turn to see Grant standing in the doorway. He gives me a slow nod, but his expression is pinched into a look of utter contempt.

“Why don’t I need any clothes?” My confidence starts to waver under his cool gaze.

“Don’t make me repeat myself. You’ve kept us waiting long enough, doll.”

I definitely donotwant to climb onto the bed. That seems like it won’t lead anywhere good. But I also don’t see a way out of this. My hesitation is brief. With a deep breath, I move toward the bed.

“You can ditch the towel in the process.”

I glare at him. “You ditch your clothes, and I’ll ditch mine.”

“Hurry. The. Fuck. Up.”

Ok, he’s definitely not in the mood to fuck with tonight. The cold steel in his eyes glitters. Feeling defeated, I let the towel fall unceremoniously to the floor. Without the fluffy barrier, I’m utterly exposed. It’s terrifying. My heart races and my breath sticks to the walls of my throat. Slowly, I lower myself onto the edge of the bed. As if rehearsed, both Jason and Grant move toward me.

“Lay down in the middle of the bed on your back.”

Gritting my teeth, I do as I’m told. I lay on my back, my eyes on the ceiling. My discomfort and fear are beginning to heighten. Especially when no one moves or says anything for a long moment. Suddenly, the bed dips beside me to my left. I turn my head to find Jason sitting on the edge of the mattress. He peels off his shirt and tosses it to the ground. When he turns to face me, my lungs completely deflate.

How is it possible for one man to have so many rippling muscles? Honestly, this has to be a joke. Is this a body suit? I can’t even find it in me to be embarrassed when he smirks. My mouth hangs open as I roll to my side and justdrinkhim in.

“How many hours a week do you put in for this?” I wave my hand up and down his body as my legs come together to release some of the pressure building there.

Jason chuckles. “Less than you would think. It’s mostly genetics.”

I sigh. “So not fair. Some of us have to actually work off every meal they eat, and then some, to even fit into jeans.”

“I very much enjoy your curves,” he admits, his own eyes trailing down my body.

My nipples harden under his gaze. I drag my eyes away and roll onto my back to stare up at the ceiling.

“So what’s the plan for tonight?”

Jason appears just above me and stares down into my face. “Death by orgasm, dollie.”

My eyebrows fly upward in surprise. “Um, what?”

“Listen up, dollface,” Grant says, reminding me that he’s still in the room. I turn my head to find him reaching into the nightstand beside the bed. “I told you last time we were together what I expected from our little arrangement. Part of that was if we call for you, you answer. Tonight, you did not answer. You’ll be punished for it.”

I watch as he pulls out a pink vibrator with an extension protruding from the bottom. It’s not all that intimidating. In fact, I have one similar to it at home but in purple. Next, he pulls out lube.

“That wasn’t used on one of your other flings, was it?” I ask suspiciously.

The corner of Grant’s upper lip pulls upward in disgust. “I’m not a fan of spreading diseases, dollface. Everything we use on you is new. Solely for the fact that, since we’ll be fucking you, none of us want anything that you could contract from a dirty toy.”

I laugh in surprise. “Oh yeah?”

Grant doesn’t say anything to this. The disgust on his face fades and contempt returns. A large hand grabs my face and turns it. Before my eyes can land on Jason, his lips press against mine in a soft, but demanding kiss. I gasp in surprise.

Then, to my horror, my body relaxes, and I find myself kissing him right back.

What is wrong with me? It’s a question I’ll have to take a look at later on when I’m not busy. My thoughts become muddled as the young man I’ve been crushing from afar for over a year kisses me. It’s not our first kiss. It’s not even our second. So why is my heart fluttering like a nervous schoolgirl? I know this can’t end well. Neither of our other kisses have ended with me content, but hot damn, am I going to enjoy the brief moments of excitement this kiss brings. I moan as he deepens it, his tongue invading my mouth eagerly. My hand comes up and braces against his chest. There is a layer of softness along his pecs before my hand finds muscle. I love it.

My other hand comes up and runs through the mass of curls atop his head. Oh how I’ve wanted to do this for so long. Of course, this isn’t my exact fantasy. No, I lacked the imagination needed forthissituation. I certainly didn’t expect blackmail to be the reason we got together.

The sound of something buzzing processes in the back of my mind. Already knowing that Grant has pulled out a vibrator, I don’t worry too much. I don’t even worry when a hand pulls my legs apart. I do, however, break the kiss as the vibrator presses against my clit.

Well, Itryto break the kiss. Jason isn’t having any of my resistance, as slight as it may be. I gasp as the vibration circles my clit. Jason presses into my body, his other hand wrapping beneath me and bringing me closer to him. I’m still into this, enough to wonder if I even want to fight the intrusion between my legs.

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