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Of course she is. We get out of the studio, he puts my instruments in the back of the SUV, and we walk the small trek to the boutique next door, where I see Sabrina holding up a dress through the window. As soon as she sees me, she grins and waves at me, twirling her wrist to have me come inside. The bell above dings and I make my way to her. She stretches the black material over my thighs, holding the hanger up by my neck, tilting her head side-to-side eyeing it curiously. And then- “No.”
I look back at Parker but he’s waiting by the door, obviously already knowing this is going to take a while and rather hang back. Yeah, I’m not really in the mood to shop, either. My guys are still acting weird, now Sabrina is… I don’t even really knowwhatshe’s doing. I lift my hands.Are you shopping for me or for you?
She stares blankly at me and huffs out a sigh. “I don’t even know anymore. I have a small thing to go to later this week, but I saw this and thought that since you and I are both wide inthe hips…” she trails off, eyeing something behind me. “Oh my god, that would look incredible on you.”
I turn to look at the mannequin in the corner facing us. My jaw drops open at the black, crisscross chest harness that makes your boobs pop. There's a hoop on the collar of it for what has to be a leash and one between the chest-piece. It just screams “Let Maverick destroy you in this.”
So obviously I had to purchase it. We’re supposed to be going away this weekend for my birthday. They haven’t told me where, exactly, only that it’ll be just us for the entire weekend. Even though I’m excited to be away from the city and with my men, I don’t really like surprises, which is why when we leave the small boutique, I come up with a plan to get Jonas to tell me so I can be fully prepared.
I’m ready to find Maverick in his office when I get home since he’s been home earlier often but he’s nowhere to be seen so I go up to Jonas’ room, which is empty.
Not seeing him, I give up, go to my room and hear my shower going. The sound of Jonas terribly singingBad Romancemakes me smile. I remove everything but my bra and panties, kneel in front of the bathroom door and wait for him. It doesn’t take long for him to open the bathroom door, towel wrapped around his torso, drops of water cling to his beautiful skin.
I take no chances. I reach up and unwrap his towel immediately, letting it drop and take him in my mouth .
“Ah- Holy fuck, baby, you gotta- actually no, you don’t gotta warn me. Fuck. Yes.”
He grows hard in my mouth and Ilovethat. I look up at him, and reach up, running my fingers up the damp expanse ofhis muscles, loving how warm he is under my fingertips. I wiggle my tongue under his shaft and take him as deep as I can, using my other hand to gently tug on his sack.
“Fuck, baby. You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth… my sick little slut.” He moves my hair and holds it for me, letting me take my time, enjoying the clean taste and scent of him. He smiles down at me, so much love in his eyes. I let my fingers dance along his skin, signing.
His brows knit together. “What?”
Where are you taking me for my birthday?
“Oh, baby, no… you can’t do this to me.” He whines.
I remove my mouth, use both hands to fist him, twisting them down and he gasps. “P-please?” I ask, swirling my tongue over his sack, lick him from root to tip, then put my mouth back on him, taking him as deep as I can.
“No, I can't tell you. It’s a sur- oh,fuckme. You’re so evil. I love you. Don’t stop baby.”
My poor, sweet demigod. He’s tryingso hardto keep his mouth shut. He takes one hand off my head and grabs onto the doorframe as I suck him harder, deeper, using one hand to play with his balls and the other still fisting what I can't fit into my mouth.
His eyes cross and his large, muscular thighs tremble. “Oh fuck… I’ll tell you everything you want to know. Just don’t… oh, fuck me. Don’t stop. We’re taking you to-”
“Amourette?!”
“Oh my god, Damon!Help!” He tattles out weakly and I hear footsteps furiously bounding up the stairs. “She’s trying to get me to tell her where we’re taking her for her birthday.” He whines and I glare at him. “I can’t. I’m gonna blowandtell her. You gotta help me!”
“Siren.”
I stop immediately at the commanding, warning tone in Maverick’s voice, swallowing around Jonas’ thick length one last time and slowly move my mouth away.
Jonas lets out a small huff and leans against the door frame, covering his erection, panting small curses. “It was so good, Damon. She was trying to suck it out of me,” he whines. I glare at him. Damon chuckles softly but Maverick has remainedsilent.
It makes all the little hairs on my body stand on end.
Oh shit.
I drop my hands on my thighs and bow my head, looking down at my saliva-covered tits. My cheeks flame. I guess I got a little too carried away with myself but sometimes, torturing Jonas is fun. Ohhhh… does that mean I’m Jonas’ domme? Would Damon teach me how to peg him? Jonas has a really nice ass. I want to bite it.
“Look at me, little mute.”
My fingers clutch at my thighs. I don’t want to. My heart is pounding. I was not a good girl. Ugh! But I was so close! I mean, so was Jonas, butI was so close!I groan inwardly.
“Raven.”
I withhold my sigh and look up at my handsome professor, my gorgeous doctor standing beside him, desire in those tombstone eyes of his. But Maverick is currently the one holding my invisible leash, so I flick my eyes back on him. He gets down on his haunches, loosening his tie.
