I nod because I have personal experience in that area. “I take it you’ve never done it against a wall. What about while bent over a desk?”Oh, shit. I hadn’t meant to ask her that.
It’s one thing to talk about hypotheticals, about what wethinkis hotter. It’s another to talk about what we have done. Isabelle and I might be friends, but this isn’t the kind of territory that friends of the opposite gender typically venture.
Gabrielle watches our conversation with interest.
“Can’t say I’ve done that either. But it’s not like it’s possible to use my desk at the art gallery. It’s not in an office. It’s in plain view of everyone.”
I feel a slight tug on one side of my mouth at how smoothly she handled what could have been a crucial mistake in revealing our identity. While it might not have meant anything to Gabrielle, we still can’t risk mistakes like that.
“Fair enough point.”
Isabelle has a look in her eyes that I recognize all too well. She wants to ask me if I’ve fucked anyone on my desk, but something is holding her back. And I don’t just mean Gabrielle listening to us—although I’m sure that’s a deterrent, too.
“Since you haven’t done either of them, Isabelle, which do youthinkwould be hotter?” Gabrielle asks, and she nods at me to remind her to tellmeand not Gabrielle. “If you and Jayden were to do one of them now, which would it be?”
“I assume you mean if we could find a desk to bend over.” Isabelle glances around the room as if searching for said desk.
“You have a desk in your bedroom. And walls.” She flashes Isabelle a meaningful look.
“I’ll go with bent over the desk—after everything has been pushed off with a dramatic sweep of the arm.”
I can’t help but laugh—because Little Miss Organized would never dare make a mess of her desk. Even for incredible sex.
Isabelle’s expression is smug for my benefit. It means nothing to Gabrielle.
“All right, Isabelle,” Gabrielle says. “What is your question for Jayden?”
“Would you rather lick whipped cream off me or tie me up and have your way with me?”
Or all of the above.
“As tempting as the whipped cream might be, I’m going to have to say tie you up.” What I want to add, but can’t because Gabrielle is listening in, is that I want to tie Isabelle up until she surrenders her goal of being an operative with Liam’s team.
The job is too dangerous.
“Great, you two.” She walks off to join another couple, even though it’s clear everyone else has already finished asking their questions.
“What do you think Blake’s and Virginia’s questions were?” Isabelle asks. “She’s blushing something fierce.”
“If they’re anything like ours, I’m not surprised. Maybe this is the resort’s way of figuring out who would be best suited for their BDSM room.” I tell Isabelle about the conversation I had with the men while we were washing our hands.
“I’m not sure I want to know if it was Bernard’s idea.”
“I’m sorry to say,” Gabrielle says to the group, “that’s the end of today’s session. But before you go, I have your homework assignment for you. Well, more like a double assignment.”
She walks to a wooden cabinet against one wall, removes a wicker box from the top shelf, and returns to the group. “The first part is for one of you toslooowlyundress your partner. Both of you will be standing.”She removes a travel-sized bottle of mouthwash from the box. “The clothed partner will wet their fingertips with the mouthwash and rub the other partner’s nipples, creating an erotic, tingling sensation.”
“Oh, good,” Isabelle says under her breath. “I forgot to bring my mouthwash with me. Now I’ve got some for what God intended it for.”
Gabrielle finishes handing out the mouthwashes. Each bottle has a tag tied around its neck, with our homework instructions typed on it.
She then dismisses us with an “I’ll see you all here tomorrow at ten a.m. Have a great evening.” The innuendo in her words is hard to miss.
12
Isabelle
After Jaydenand I return to our room to change out of our swimwear, we go to the main level and casually walk around. Like the proverb says, “When in Rome, do what the Romans do.” We hold hands, blending in with the real married couples.
