Trick: Special Edition by Laramie Briscoe

Author:Laramie Briscoe [Briscoe, Laramie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laramie Briscoe Books

I can’t believe what I just said to him. Nobody has ever smacked my ass the way he did. It caused a reaction in me, one I hadn’t been prepared for. Sure I’ve heard people at work, girlfriends I had, talk about their boyfriends doing it to them. I always smiled and nodded, but I never really got it. Not until his palm made contact with my jean-covered flesh. I’d let him take me over his knee any day of the fucking week if it gave me a jolt like that innocent touch had.

Shaking my head, I try to get myself out of the lust-induced fog this man puts me in every time I’m in his presence. Never before, not even with my ex, have I been so attuned to a man, so conscious of how he makes me feel. If it were anyone but Trick, I think it would be completely disconcerting. With him, I’m willing to give a piece of myself up, let him help me figure out who’s hiding under everything she’s tried to cover up for so long.

Paper after paper goes into the trash bag that I’m going to run by the shredder we use where I work. I don’t even know why he’s kept most of this stuff. My goal today is to get the desk completely clean. It’s a great desk, but it does nothing for Trick, and it looks nothing like him either. I have a plan, but it’ll only work if he agrees.

Putting my hair up in a ponytail, I turn my Spotify on, and listen to the angry rock I prefer not to listen to around Riley. If Trick wonders what I’m doing in here, he doesn’t make it known, and knowing he trusts me with his personal information is another sign of how deeply the two of us are into one another – even if we can’t really speak the words aloud yet.

An hour later, the desk is clean and polished. I’m re-thinking my idea, but the wood grain doesn’t scream Trick to me. I’d love to do something drastic to it.

“Trick, can you come here for a sec?”

“Yeah, give me a minute.”

His voice reverberates off the shop, and I love he hasn’t left, he’s stuck around while I’ve been working. It’s nice to have someone around, even if you don’t see them, just knowing they’re there and you aren’t alone.

“Holy shit,” he whistles as he walks into what had once been the bane of his existence. “There’s actually a desk under all that weight?”

“There is,” I laugh. “And there’s no more paperwork in it either, all that’s filed by year, and vendor in that filing cabinet over there,” I point to a black filing cabinet I’d found in a closet. A little paint, a little elbow grease, a nice cleaning, and it had fit perfectly in the corner. “But I have a question for you.”

“Go for it.”

“How attached are you to how that desk looks?”

His eyebrows come together in question as he gives me a glance.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.