Page 56 of Jonah


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It was going to be fine.

I just had to keep telling myself that and smiling. Graham needed support right now, not someone else on the verge of a mental breakdown. Because Graham already had that quota filled. Sure, he was playing confident and controlled like he probably thought he had to, but if his pulse went any faster, his heart was going to explode.

Squeezing his hand, I tried to think of a distraction as Russ drove. His truck was not the most comfortable ride I’d ever had, but the bench seat meant we could all sit together with me in the middle. “You know, Austin was messaging me this morning asking what I thought the qualifications someone should have to be president. I’m trying to decide if he’s thinking of running himself or if he’s found someone to endorse, but either way, he makes me nervous.”

Russ was trying not to laugh, but Graham snorted. “You’re not working on his campaign. Let’s just put that out there right now.”

I grinned. “Tanner wouldn’t let him run. This group has too many skeletons in the closet for that to work. Austin might like being in the spotlight, but it makes the rest of us nervous.”

“Hopefully he meant he found someone he likes and wants to support, then.” Graham’s face tightened as he thought. “Did he say who it might be? I can’t think of any of the big possibilities that wouldn’t drive him nuts.”

“Not specifically, but the last time he was talking about it he said there were several smaller politicians he was looking at.” I shrugged, tracing his hand with my fingers. “I’m pretty sure he's going to pick the right person and just announce that they need to run for office.”

“I think it’s supposed to be their idea first.” Graham grinned, the pounding pulse in his neck finally starting to ease.

“Come on, you know that’s not how Austin would do it.” I rolled my eyes. “If he thought he could do it as a part-time job, I’m pretty sure Austin would decide to run and do it himself.”

Graham laughed. “It sounds like we should all be grateful he likes hanging out with Silas so much.”

Nodding, I worked my fingers higher up his arm. “Oh yeah, just don’t tell Silas that Austin wants to be president. He lives to spoil Austin.”

Russ reached over and squeezed my leg as we pulled up to a stoplight. “Do you want to be spoiled?”

Shaking my head, I grinned. “Oh no, if I want to be spoiled, I’ll let Austin take me shopping. He’s been trying to talk me into a new wardrobe for more than a year. I want structure and love from my Masters.”

Kissing Graham’s cheek, I gave him a teasing grin. “And more time in the hot tub.”

He laughed. “You’ll turn into a prune. I had to drag you out last night.”

“That wasn’t my fault. My legs didn’t work.” I shrugged innocently. “Between the jets and being knotted twice, how was I supposed to walk?”

Graham shook his head. “That hot tub sucks the brain cells out of people. I can’t believe we wore you out like that.”

Russ laughed. “That hot tub isawesome. Brain cells are overrated, right, blue eyes?”

“Absolutely.” I tried not to laugh but Graham’s eye-rolling and frustration were too cute. “But don’t you like making me come, Master Graham?”

Wiggling closer, I shifted my touch and started stroking up his thigh. “You were so good to me.”

Russ huffed as Graham groaned under my teasing touch. “Don’t do that. I’ll crash trying to watch you make him come.”

I laughed. “I was just telling my Master how good he was.”

I stroked higher on his thigh, leaning in to kiss Graham’s neck. “Master Graham likes making me happy and I was telling him how good he made me feel. All those delicious orgasms and his big knot.”

Graham grabbed my hand as I started teasing his dick. “Naughty boy.”

Grinning, I gave him a smacky kiss to his cheek as he shifted to give his erection more room. “But you love your naughty boy.”

Smiling, he shifted so he was turned toward me and kissed me slowly. “I really do.”

Russ gave a frustrated groan. “Stop that. It's just as distracting as him grabbing your dick.”

Graham and I both started laughing. But I moved my hand down Graham’s leg so we wouldn’t end up hitting a light pole. “Then someone pick another topic, because right now all the ones in my head are dirty.”

Russ laughed so hard I thought we might have to pull over. When he could breathe, he nodded. “Okay, fair. Let me think. How is the hunt for a new admin for Austin going?”

It was my turn to groan and complain. “We started with conventional channels and that’s not going to work. Basic background checks on all the candidates showed all kinds of red flags. Some had relatives who were desperate for money and a few were members of weird omega rights groups that were not a good fit for Austin’s personal life.”