“Of course. I was thinking though that we should probably have a safe word for you in case the spanking, or anything really, gets to be too much.”
He hums. “How about Stacy?” he says, and I slap his ass, making him yelp and laugh. “Okay, how about Tux? I will remember that.”
“Tux it is,” I say, smiling at the mention of the huge, ridiculous penguin that still sits in the corner of Bentley’s bedroom, reminding me daily how we met.
How on earth did I get lucky enough to find him?
Chapter Twenty-One
Bentley
“You’re welcome,” I tell Gloria one week later when she thanks me for “yet another wonderful massage.”
“I have been getting massages twice a month for years and I’ve never had ones as good as yours. Those hands sure are strong.” She grins at me and I flush.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Would have enjoyed it more if that handsome fellow who kissed you paid us another visit.” She winks and I can’t help laughing.
“I’m afraid the steamy side shows are over.”
“Pity,” she says. “You two a thing now?”
“We are.” It’s a bit personal but I don’t mind, especially when her session got interrupted by Alex barging in on us and kissing me. Besides, I’ve been treating Gloria for months and she’s become sort of a friend.
“Glad to hear it. You deserve someone special.” She pats my arm and then waves at Peyton as she heads out the door. “See you in two weeks!”
I lift my hand in a goodbye gesture as she leaves and Peyton chuckles. “I think if you didn’t have a boyfriend she’d be asking you out.”
I shake my head and head back to the massage room to clean up, then take a bathroom break, before checking my phone. When I look at it I see I have a few messages from Alex. The Rock gif is first, followed by aSupernaturalgif of Dean winking, and then a text.
Alex: How’s my beautiful cowboy?
Shit, even reading it in a text makes me unbelievably horny, and my cock springs to life in my scrubs.
Me: I’m fine. How’s my darling?
Alex: I’m damn near perfect, cowboy, but I could be better, if you know what I mean. Winky face emoji
Me: Lol
Alex: When is your next appointment?
Me: fifteen minutes
Alex: that’s long enough
Me: for?
Alex: an orgasm
I suck in a breath. Okay, I wasn’t expecting that.
Me: what?
Alex: get somewhere private and take that pretty cock out, baby
I bite my lip to stifle a moan as my dick jerks yet again. I close the door to my tiny office space, lock it, in case Peyton decides to come back here, and sit in my desk chair. Fuck, I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’ve never actually sexted with someone before, or had an orgasm in public. I pull down my pants and briefs to my knees because I don’t want them to get full of spunk, and when I do my dick bounces free, already half hard.
