Page 30 of Secrets We Keep
I keep my eyes on her cunt as Dominic continues his assault on her finger. I move one chair closer to the desk. As Dominic pulls her face towards him, I move towards her cunt and lick her. Her body jerks at the intrusion of my tongue. She spreads her legs wider, and that’s all the encouragement I need to carry on. I rub my nose on her clit as my tongue licks at her opening.
17
JENNA
Georgia eyes me as I walk into our apartment. I thought she’d have left for her business trip by the time I got home. She puts her phone on the island that leads to our open-plan kitchen.
“Thought you’d be on your way to the airport,” I say, avoiding eye contact. I hoped she’d be gone so I wouldn’t have to talk to her about the elephant in the room, mainly because I wanted to sleep with two guys.
“I pushed my flight back. I wanted to see you first.”
Leaning against the wall, I love my big sister, but she has this insane idea that I need her to watch out for me. I’m more than capable of looking after myself.
“I’m a big girl, Georgia,” I say, and I hear my phone ping in my bag. She knows I never ignore my phone.
Ping!
Ping!
“You not going to get that?” she asks.
I know it’s the guys in our group chat. Adrien tries not to bother me on a Friday night unless something major is happening, and we’re in a slow period at the moment. The calm before the storm.
“I can check it in a minute.”
“Okay, well, you’ve been different this week. A lot happier, and I know both guys are the reason. I don’t care if one of them is some big-ass TV and movie star. If he breaks my little sister’s heart, he’s going to have to deal with me.” She smiles, and the air changes in the room. “I’m going to be out of town for a few weeks. Greyson Media has extended my contract, so you won’t have me here cramping your style. I’m a phone call and a flight away if you need me, though.” She walks over to where her two suitcases are resting against the wall in the hallway.
“Message me when you land.”
She hugs me and squeezes me extra hard. “Be careful.”
“I will,” I smile back.
I watch her leave the apartment, knowing things will be different the next time I see her.
I pull out my phone, glad to see no more messages from the guys.
Dom: If the club is too much tonight, tell us.
Reid: Yeah, as much as we want to see you submit to us.
Reid: We don’t want you to do anything before you’re ready.
These guys are going to be the death of me. I just know it.
The car Reid hired pulls up outside to a building, and a security guard lets us drive into the underground parking.
“Mr. Taylor, Mr. Jackson. Welcome back to Hidden Secrets.” The woman standing outside the elevator says. She has a small stand with an iPad and headset on.
Both men show their member's cards.
“Miss. Michaels, welcome. If you can, give me your wrist,” she smiles. “All guests are required to wear a guest band. You’re in excellent hands, though, with these two.” She winks at me.
I instantly feel at ease. I don’t know what I was expecting. Both guys told me what to expect.
“Will you just be observing tonight? Or are you going to be wanting to play?” I notice she directs the questions at the guys I’m with.
“We’ve hired a private playroom. We didn’t want to overwhelm Jenna tonight. But we want her to observe the club.”
