#dcrkenedsin

Considering his life has turned upside down in the last twenty-four hours Luke thought it was only right he took time away from work. Maybe he could do some work in his home office but he wanted to be able to devote all his time to Millie and her recovery, the recovery of their relationship. As he sat at their breakfast table he anxiously awaited to see her after the night they shared. Allowing her to sleep in wasn't something that was abnormal. Although he did hold back from giving her a good morning kiss before leaving their bedroom. The last thing he wanted to do was upset her first ting in the morning. For now he could wait until she imitated anything more between them.

All Jamie could do was grin when Millie told him to fuck off. A chuckle then surpassed his lips, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he glanced down at the phone resting face up in his lap. Her muttered curse was reward enough, but the sight of her biting her lip and subtly shifting her hips against the chair? That was pure fucking victory right there. He knew she was trying so hard. Like anyone at this table gave a shit about how many days the vineyard stay would be; he sure as hell didn't. Not when Millie was sitting across from him red-faced and trembling, her thighs squeezed tight like that was going to stop the relentless teasing he was subjecting her to. Cute. But pointless. Jamie tapped the screen once more, not to crank it up all the way just yet, but just enough to make her flinch, just enough so that he could hear her breath hitch again. Just enough to make her legs press even tighter together while her father casually poured another glass of wine. Jamie didn't even look at her that time, he kept his attention on the conversation with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, swirling his whiskey like a man perfectly at ease, like he wasn't slowly unraveling the girl he loved in front of her sweet, unsuspecting family. When Millie's mother asked if she was okay, Jamie finally looked over, letting his gaze land on his girlfriend, all innocent concern dripped in something much darker. "Yeah, babe, you good?" He asked, feigning concern with a tilt of his head. The slight press of his thumb on the screen had the vibrator pulsing just a little stronger, just long enough for him to see the panic fill her eyes again. He leaned forward then with his elbows on the table, voice quiet enough for just her to hear as the rest of the table resumed chatting. "You could always crawl under here and beg for it, but I don't think you'd make it halfway without moaning my name." Jamie's grin widened as he leaned back again, lifting his shoulders into a nonchalant shrug. "Guess we'll just have to sit through dessert." And he turned the dial up again without warning.

his fingers continued to lazily drag through her folds as he questioned her, a smirk on his features as this was far from professional. ❝ tell me, are you here for an actual appointment, or did you ask for me just so you could get into this position? ❞ he wouldn't mind either, though was obviously hoping for the second.

holden let out a slow breath through his nose, fighting the smirk that threatened to betray just how much he liked this little game elise played. "elise," he warned, hands instinctively finding her waist. his fingers, firm but controlled, squeezed just enough to remind her who she was playing with—not enough to stop her, but enough to make it clear that he was aware of exactly what she was doing. "twenty minutes," he repeated, unwavering, "i've made you wait for longer. you'll be fine."

“Be careful, little one. With a hand this shaky, the cut’ll get sloppy”