the last one I was with the longest and never told them, or you a lie.”
“Good to know, but verbally telling a lie isn’t the same as omission, is it?” he asked, shifting to free her other nipple and pluck it into a stiff peak.
Lisa paled then gasped with a shudder. He gave her a moment to form her thoughts, not surprised when he caught a quick flash of annoyance cross her face before she pasted on a blank expression.
“I’m not sure what you’re getting at, Sir, but I don’t see the need to reveal a lot about myself when I won’t be here long. Maybe you should pick someone else for tonight.”
Shawn tightened his hold on her hip as she made to get up, leaving his nipple play to press against her abdomen. “I don’t want someone else tonight.” He hardened his voice as he added, “If you do, say red, and we’re done, not just tonight though, but for good.”
As he thought, she didn’t like that idea any more than he. She was as attuned to him as he was to her, their connection undeniable whether she chose to accept that or not. Clayton took that moment to saunter over, a wicked grin curling his mouth as he pulled out a chair, turned it, and straddled the seat. As usual, his timing sucked.
Shawn frowned at him. “What happened to your girl? Did she turn you down?”
Clayton’s grin widened. “Nope, she’s in the restroom, so I have a minute. It’s nice to see you again, Lisa.” He thumbed back his tan Stetson, revealing the curious glint in his blue eyes before his gaze slid to caress Lisa’s pretty reddened nipples.
“You’ve met?”
“Master Simon introduced us.” Lisa smiled at Clayton. “Thank you, Sir. Nice to see you again also.”
She rested her hands on his arm at her waist, and Shawn took note of the absence of unease with Clayton’s arrival, admiring her obvious pleasure in a stranger’s blatant attention to her exposed nipples. He’d noticed last week how comfortable she appeared with public nudity and was interested in learning if that resulted from her time as a submissive or if exhibition aroused her.
“You’re the new teacher. Where was your mother when I was in school?” Clayton teased. “I wouldn’t have minded going to class near as much if I had a pretty face like yours to look at.”
That innocent question elicited her first reaction to Clayton, a jump in her pulse against his arm, and when Shawn glanced at her face, he saw the smile she gave Clayton slip.
Before he could intervene, she replied, “She’s been gone a long time. You would have been a teenager.”
“I’m sorry, darlin’.” Clayton cut him a quizzical look, as if he now found something familiar about Lisa.
Shawn shouldn’t care if putting her on the spot made her uncomfortable, but he did, and sought to intervene before his friend said anything else. “Go away, Clayton.”
“Got it.” With a gleam in his eyes, he stood and leaned over to lift Lisa’s face with two fingers under her chin. He planted a quick, hard kiss on her mouth then said, “When you’ve had enough of this guy, come find me.” With a wink, he spun on his booted heel and went to the bar.
“Huh.” Lisa brushed her lower lip with two fingers, her look bemused as she watched Clayton walk away.
The painful stab of jealousy in Shawn’s gut was new, and he didn’t know what to make of it. Tabling that questionable reaction for later, he picked up where they’d left off, hoping to entice her into staying instead of backing away. Her spandex shorts dipped low on her waist and cut high on her legs, making it easy for him to slip his fingers inside the stretchy material.
“What will it be, Lisa? Continue?” The shorts lowered with his hand until he came into contact with the soft, bare skin of her damp labia. “Or stop?”
As if that was no choice at all, she lifted into his hand on a quiet moan. “Continue, please, Sir.”
“Excellent. Where were we?” Inching lower, he slid his middle finger between her plump folds to trace along the slick seam. “I remember, getting to know you better. Where in Arizona did you live?”
“Doesn’t most of the population reside in the Phoenix area?”
Displeased, he pinched the tender flesh of one delicate fold. “That’s not an answer.”
“It’s hard to think,” she snapped back then bit her lip as she likely realized that wasn’t a wise