“Later,” she promised huskily before walking away.
She couldn’t believe he’d been serious. As she emptied her tray twice over the next thirty or so minutes, she imagined sneaking into the back room. It was way too crazy to contemplate. He definitely hadn’t been serious.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she smiled when she saw who’d texted.
Loyal: It’s thirty-seven minutes later.
Roxanna snuck glances around the shop as she replied: Stop it. Where are you?
Loyal: Waiting.
She frowned toward the back and saw the three lines of beads on one side of the door sway the tiniest bit. He was serious.
Forbidden excitement skyrocketed her pulse.
She hadn’t scheduled any readings that day, so the lights were off, and there was no reason for anyone to go in the room. If they were quiet, no one would know.
Oh my God, she was considering it.
She did a quick scan of the shop and saw customers had thinned out during the past few minutes. Tessa and Darcy were both working the full day, and were currently chatting at the coffee station, taking a break while they could.
Loyal: 5 minutes. 1 orgasm for each of us. Let’s do this.
Oh my God, she was doing this.
Roxanna sucked in a shallow breath and willed her heart rate to slow down as she approached the girls. “You guys mind if I take a quick ten minute break? I just need a few minutes of quiet in the back to recharge.”
“Go ahead. I got the register,” Tessa agreed before they waved her along and continued their conversation. No one else paid her any mind as she slipped through the beads into the dim room.
Loyal grasped her arm, spun her around, and pressed her up against the wall in the darkest corner away from the door. He whispered a soft, “Shh,” to quiet her over-excited gasp, then covered her mouth with his.
As his tongue dueled with hers, she fumbled between them to undo his belt and push his pants down enough to free his erection. He lifted her long skirt, and in one swift jerk, ripped her thong right off. Her eyes went wide as her heart jolted in her chest.
“Loyal!” she whisper-shouted, even though it might be the hottest thing he’d ever done.
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sp; “Five minutes,” he muttered nearly soundlessly against her mouth, hoisting her up to wrap her legs around his waist as he entered her in one stroke. “No time.”
Her fingers clenched in his hair at the delicious sensation of him filling her up. “I told the girls I was taking ten.”
He stilled for a moment. “Well, damn. Wish I’d known that.”
She rolled her eyes, then had to bite back a moan when he began to thrust into her. It was quick and dirty, but he reached between them to make sure she came with him and muffled her involuntary cry of release before his spent weight pinned her to the wall.
“Love you, witch,” he whispered against the side of her neck.
“Love you, too.”
And in less than ten minutes, she was back out on the floor with a secret the two of them shared through hot, steamy, breath-stealing glances the rest of the day.
After a jam-packed morning and afternoon, there were still enough customers to keep busy until closing at six p.m. Employees and family on both sides helped with clean-up before kicking back with coffee or wine and slices of pizza Roxanna and Honor ordered for dinner. The whole day had been filled with sweets and caffeine, so more substantial sustenance was required.
Slowly people began trickling out, saying their goodbyes as thank you’s were called back, until by nine-fifteen, it was just Honor and Asher, and Loyal and Roxanna, sipping wine at one of the café tables on Must Love Frosting’s side.
When Loyal noticed Roxanna’s glass was empty, he leaned back in his chair with a barely fabricated yawn. “We should probably get going.” He rose and pulled out her chair. “Tomorrow morning will be here soon enough, and Rox has some numbers for me to look at yet tonight.”
She grinned at him, and the way her cheeks turned pink got his blood pumping faster. From the corner of his eye, he saw Honor look up from her plate with wide eyes and a grin.