Page 81 of Pucking Them
She isn’t even the first who I have currently faced this week with Wilder playing in the arena.
She’s half his size. What am I worrying about?
I chuckle.
I better get in there before Shay tries to cheer me up by sending more nudes to my phone. I don’t know what will be written in my evaluation file if I walk in holding an actual dick pic.
I mean, there is worse in my former therapist’s notes.
Shay has been taking the photographs from every room in the mansion at bizarre angles: a flash of hip in the bathroom, an artistic shot of his glistening abs in the gym, just shy of a dick pic in the kitchen that can’t be hygienic.
I blink with realization.
Wait, was Shay sticking his cock into my special raspberry jam…?
The brat.
Then I shudder at the thought of the mess he must have created, as well as the desire to have been able to suck the sweet jam off.
Determined, I lift my head.
Coach will regret forcing me into this session, as much as I miss being able to wrap my lips around my bad pet’s sweet tasting cock.
I rap loudly on the door.
“Come in,” a cool voice calls.
I push open the door, swaggering into the small office.
The walls are painted muted gray. As if attempting to appear as neutral as possible, there is little on them, only a single picture of the Bay Rebels arena.
Also, one word in large lettering:MINDSET.
Deceptively soft light pools from a lamp in the corner.
My gaze locks with Olivia’s.
She is waiting for me on one of two chairs that are set in the center of the room. The chairs are angled toward each other on two sides of a low table.
I wish that there was a tall desk between them or more space at least.
I scan the room just in case there is somewhere else to sit.
There isn’t.
I adjust my tie, before forcing myself to stroll to the chair opposite Olivia and sprawl in it. “I was summoned. Here I am.”
Did I imagine that her cheek twitched?
Olivia is wearing a suit in the team colors. Her blond hair spills over her athletic shoulders. Her makeup is immaculate.
Olivia would be pretty, apart from the fact that she reminds me of Blythe in the worst way.
If she turns out to be an abusive dom — Noah’s dom — then I will destroy her.
Am I merely imagining things?
I guess that this meeting is the best way to test what she is like.
