Page 63 of Every Move You Make

Dell: Come kiss me again

Robyn: You certainly made my workout yesterday worth it

And girl, did he. After our morning session yesterday, we were so worked up from keeping it professional that as soon as my time was up, he had me pinned to the floor with my hands above my head and was kissing me senseless. It only lasted a couple minutes because he had another client coming, but I’ve been living off that and Friday night’s memory like it’s my only energy source.

“What’s happening?” I asked after Isaiah left my place with his tail between his legs.

The couch dipped as Dell laid down by my side and kissed me. “I’m showing him how hard it’s going to be if he loses you for good. He’s in love with you, Robyn, and don’t tell me he isn’t. I’m gonna make him step up.”

“What about you? You want him too.”

“I want you both,” he said simply, tracing his fingertip along the curve of my lips. “I’m not going to deny it anymore. Neither are you, and neither is he.”

“What about your rule?”

“That’s a bad, bad rule that no longer applies to either of you. Don’t you wanna be a little bad with me?” he said smoothly.

I did. Ireallydid.

“We can be bad in secret,” he murmured, and his words crept in like sweet sin. “You’re bad at kissing,” he said, and I felt his grin against mine. “You’re bad at dancing.” Another kiss. “You’re bad at keeping your legs closed for big, strong, personal trainers.” Kiss. He crept down my body leaving kisses in his wake, and I showed him just how bad I am again and again.

When I tried to reciprocate, he denied me, which kind of stung becausefuck medo I want to see what he’s packing. We spent the rest of the night cuddled on the couch and kissing slowly, unable to get up from our secret little bubble. I forgave him for using me like a pawn at the club, not because of the world-altering orgasms he gave me, but because I saw his vision for us; I saw his big, meddlesome heart.

We woke up in our rumpled clothes and he made me an omelet the size of my head, which is exactly the size I like, before dipping out for an early client appointment.

Serwaa called me that afternoon to try and piece together what happened Friday night since she was two sheets to the wind. Unable to keep anything from her, I told her what happened. Everything. About the punch, which she didn’t remember. About Dell and Isaiah at my place. About the tangle we have found ourselves in.

I’m not really sure what we are right now or what this means for our professional relationships, but I kind of don’t care. I want more of them.

I want to see Isaiah squirm under Dell’s command again. God, that was hot. Exhilarating. With Isaiah watching us from his chair, I was floating inpleasure and power. I wanted to make him jealous just as bad as Dell did. I loved hearing Dell put him in his place. I loved every whimper coming from Zay as I rode my trainer’s face.

Having Dell dominate us like that could have gotten me off all by itself—his words alone had me clenching.

Like I am right now… oh god,cool it, Robyn.

“Ooooh, Birdie’s smiling at her phone!” Skirt teases. I look up to find her shimmying toward me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Shut up,” I smile, turning off my phone before she tries to wrestle it from my hands.

“Remember Birdie,” Khaos says, rolling her socks up, “any nudes you take must be approved by the rugby coven before sending.”

I laugh, “Yes, I’m very aware of the rules. Our phones are blown up daily with pictures of your naked body. How could I forget?”

Casshole speaks next. “Can there be a rule that no nudes should be sent to the coven if you’re in an established relationship? I’m looking at you, Khaos.”

She gasps. “Fine,” she mutters. “But what if I get my tiddies tattooed? Would you want pictures then?”

“Of course we would,” I say and everyone nods. “That’s expected.”

“Y’all are sending nudes to each other?” Skirt asks, her eyes round.

“Oh, sorry!” Khaos chirps. “We forgot to add you when you joined the team. Do you want in the coven? Youwillreceive unsolicited nudes at any time of the day and night.”

“Your membership will also include you to the list of handlers for Roger when we travel.”

“Roger is… the team dildo, right?” Skirt asks.

“Yup!” Khaos smiles.

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