Ten Dirty Demands by Paige Laurelin

Author:Paige, Laurelin [Paige, Laurelin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Anthologies
ISBN: 9781957647340
Google: oWmYEAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B0BKWPMTFJ
Goodreads: 63142882
Publisher: Paige Press LLC
Published: 2022-10-31T07:00:00+00:00

FOUR

It’s cold outside, which isn’t a surprise on a December night in New York City, not that I can feel it with the Santa suit still on. I’d be concerned about Sabrina dressed in her skimpy outfit if she hadn’t requested high-power heaters to be set out.

That party planning detail was specifically because she knew I’d want to come out here at some point for just this reason. See, Nate? She does take care of me.

Of course, I only knew she’d prepared it because I’d been told when I went to put in the request myself and discovered she’d already done it.

Not the point.

Nate, thankfully, has a lighter in his pocket and a straight cutter on his keychain, which means I don’t have to fumble with my costume to find mine. Soon enough, the ends are trimmed and lit, and I take my first puff and sigh.

“It’s really good,” Trish says while I’m still savoring the first draw.

“Best cigar I’ve ever tasted.” I’m aware that it sounds self-complimentary, but I only care that Sabrina hears it.

Even in the poor light of the heaters, I can tell her cheeks pink.

Nate’s a fellow connoisseur, and it takes a moment to assess the flavor. “It’s rustic and dry and do I detect a floral note?”

“Definitely a floral note,” I say, eyes pinned on Sabrina. It’s all I can do not to lick my lips, the taste of her is so powerful that I don’t even mind that it’s tainted the purity of the Cuban.

I’m aroused, of course. But I tend to live my life with a constant semi since Sabrina’s been around, so I’m used to the mild discomfort of being turned on. Knowing she’s also aroused, that she’s on the edge with anticipation, makes it all the more bearable.

Until she pulls her cigar from her mouth and sweeps her tongue around her lips. Then she says, “I’m not usually a fan of cigars, and even I like this one.”

…and my cock officially decides it’s time to whittle this party down to two and move it elsewhere. “That’s it. I’m going upstairs to change out of this costume.” I put out my cigar first, then take Sabrina’s from her and put it out as well, which causes her to gape in surprise.

“I was enjoying that,” she exclaims.

“No, you weren’t. You were enjoying how much I was enjoying it.” I manage to locate my tux pocket inside the Santa suit and stuff the cigars inside. “In case you aren’t here when we return,” if we return, “Trish, Nate, always a pleasure. Sabrina, let’s go.”

After somehow being persuaded to take Nate’s camera to his office for him—why he brought his own down when there was a hired photographer is beyond me; that’s artist’s for you—I grab Sabrina by her elbow and direct her inside and through the ballroom.

She quibbles with me the entire time about whether her leaving with me counts as a demand or not:

“Doesn’t count if it’s not dirty,” I remind her.

“It’s going to get dirty soon enough.

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