“Did it work?” Addie said. “Is he out of your system?”
“Yeah, I think so,” Grace said.
Addison stared at her and Grace rubbed the top of Tank’s head. “Fuck, I don’t know. Probably not. The sex last night was amazing, and I already want more. Which is stupid because he absolutely won’t do it again. You know how he is. If he says he won’t do something, he won’t. There’s no changing his mind.”
Addison stared at her with sympathy. “I’m sorry, honey.”
Grace shook her head. “Don’t feel sorry for me, Addie. I’m an adult and I made a decision. Now I have to live with the consequences of it. It’ll be fine. Although if it’s super tense tonight, I might take you up on your offer to stay at your apartment.”
“You’re more than welcome to,” Addie said. “I mean that, sweetie.”
Grace smiled at her and there were a few seconds of silence before she said, “He handcuffed me to the bed last night.”
Her face flushed bright red as Addie’s eyes widened. “Oh, um, did you like it?”
“A lot,” she said. “Sorry, I know this is too much information, but I have to tell someone, and I can’t talk to Kira about it.”
“I don’t mind,” Addison said.
“He’s all about control in bed. I have to follow his rules and do what he says, or he punishes me.”
“Punishes you how?” Addison said.
“Spankings,” Grace said.
Addie pulled at the pearls around her neck. “Oh. So, um, you like being spanked?”
“He hasn’t actually spanked me yet.” Grace’s face was flaming hot. “But he’s threatened to and I liked the idea of it a lot. He’s also done a couple little punishment type things that I’ve liked.”
She paused, “Addie, I never thought I would be submissive or have a kink like this. I mean, I’m all about the control, normally.”
“Maybe that’s why you like it,” Addie said. “You spend so much of your time taking care of everyone else, right? Giving up control, letting Gideon be the one in charge and take care of you – of course that would be a turn on.”
“A huge turn on,” Grace said.
Addie grinned at her. “You’re so kinky.”
“Cork it,” Grace said.
Addie laughed. “Hey, you’re the one who was handcuffed to the sheriff’s bed last night.”
Tank stood and jumped off the bed. He stood in the doorway and whined at Grace. “Addie, I’d better go. Tank’s gotta pee and Gideon will be home soon.”
“All right. I love you, honey. Just text Daniel if you need the key to my place, okay?”
“Thanks, Addie. I love you too. Sorry to go on and on about me.”
“Are you kidding?” Addie said. “It feels good to talk about something else other than my sorry butt. Even I’m getting tired of listening to me talk about me.”
She smiled at Gracie. “Call me anytime. I mean that, okay?”
“Okay. I know you have Harper, but you can call me too if you need me.”
“Thanks, sweetie. Love you!” Addison waved and hit the end button.
Grace climbed off the bed and followed Tank down the stairs. Although it had felt good to talk to Addie, to tell someone that she’d just discovered she was kinky, tension was easing its way back into her belly. Gideon would be home soon, and she was dreading having to face him. She didn’t even know why the hell she was still here.
The smart thing to do would be to go to Addison’s before Gideon even got home. So why wasn’t she doing it?
Because you’re hoping that he’s changed his mind. You’re hoping he’ll want to have sex with you again tonight.
She stepped into the backyard with Tank, watching as the big dog sniffed around the back fence. She didn’t want to admit it but that was the exact reason she was still here.
She was an idiot.
Chapter Eighteen
“You’re still here.”
Gracie turned to face Gideon, her stomach dropping. “Should I go?”
“What? No,” Gideon patted Tank as the Dane leaned against him, “I just meant…”
“I can go.” She turned off the burner and moved the pan of ground beef to the back of the stove. “I’ll need to text Daniel and get Addie’s spare apartment key from him, and I’ve still got a load of laundry in the washing machine but give me two hours and I’ll be gone.”
“No!’
Tank’s ears went down and he whimpered. Gideon cursed under his breath before patting Tank’s side. “Sorry, buddy. I didn’t mean to yell.”
He took a deep breath. “You don’t have to leave, Grace. That isn’t what I meant.”
“What did you mean then?” she said.
“It smells good in here. Are you making tacos? Because I’m starving. Do I have time to have a quick shower before dinner?”
“Um, yeah, there’s time.”
“Great. Be right back.”
He left the kitchen and Grace stared at Tank. His tail wagged and he crossed the kitchen to sit with a heavy thud on her foot. She winced and pulled it free. “That was weird, right? Like, you saw how weird Gideon was acting, didn’t you?”
“I’m not acting weird!” Gideon hollered from the hallway.
She listened to him stomp up the stairs and waited until his bedroom door closed before saying, “He’s totally acting weird.”
Tank woofed and she petted his big head. “I know you’re only agreeing with me in the hopes of getting some taco meat, but it’s not happening, big guy.”
* * *
Grace wiped away the fog on the bathroom mirror and stared at her reflection. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were bright, and it wasn’t just from the heat of the shower.
I can’t believe you did that, Gracie.
There was a part of her that couldn’t believe it either. Masturbating in the shower while Gideon was downstairs felt both naughty and a little pathetic. But, hell, could you blame her? The tension between them tonight was so damn thick, she could barely eat her supper. And for all of Gideon’s ‘I’m hungry, I love tacos’ talk, he had barely touched his dinner as well.
They’d sat in the living room for a couple hours after dinner, watching TV and not talking. She’d sat at the far end of the couch and Tank had flopped down between them, but not even the distraction of Tank could stop her from fantasizing about dropping onto her knees in front of Gideon and sucking his cock again.
More heat invaded her body and she glanced down at her crotch as her pussy throbbed pleasantly. Fuck. The orgasm she’d just given herself had barely eased her need. She should have given herself another one or two, but she’d already been in the shower too long. What if Gideon figured out what she was doing in there?
Why would he? And also, you could give yourself a hundred orgasms and it wouldn’t be enough, Gracie. Now that you’ve had a taste of what Gideon can do to you, now that you know what it’s like to fuck him… your own fingers will never be enough again.