Page 51 of Her Patron
“Well!” Miquela stretched her arms above her head, letting one land on the back of June’s chair. “You’re all mine now, mi amour.”
“And mine,” Sette was quick to interrupt. “Don’t go back on our agreement so quickly.”
The way she said that, and the way she looked at Miquela afterward, was enough to make the poor woman clear her throat. “I have no intention of going back on anything.” She and Sette shared a daunting look. Don’t freak me out, okay? One thing at a time.
“So!” June put a hand on both of their thighs. “Who gets me first? I haven’t seen your apartment yet, Miquela. Am I spending the first night with you? I want ice cream. Gotta lube up my throat for whatyoulike.”
Miquela wasn’t usually shy about that, but for some reason, hearing her candidly talk about it in front of Sette was awkward. One thing at a time!
“Actually,” Miquela began, “you’re on a date with both of us today.” She leered at Sette over June’s head. “Isn’t that right, Dr. Christie?”
“Last I heard that was the deal.” Right in front of Miquela, Sette wrapped both arms around June and gave her a surprise kiss to the throat.
I hate how good they look together. With any luck, Sette thought the same thing about Miquela. Damn straight we look good together.
“Unless you would rather have me, love. I don’t think you do.”
“My, my… there’s plenty of me to go around.” Her infectious smile was just that. Miquela couldn’t help but smile, too. “So, where are we going?”
Another look was exchanged. “It’s a surprise. Come on. We’re taking my car.”
June looked fantastic in the passenger seat of the Aston Martin. Like she belonged there, even dressed as simply as she was. I can’t wait to tear those clothes off you, June.
Miquela had deposited $125,000 into the Manoir’s main account. They were going to celebrate until none of them had the breath to celebrate anymore.
Sette went on ahead to get things ready. June was none the wiser, reapplying her makeup in the mirror and teasing Miquela with glimpses of her thighs and cleavage.
Would that stuffy doctor get mad if I had my first round with her right here?
“What’s this?” June grinned when one of the nicest hotels in the neighborhood appeared before them. “Miquela… you shouldn’t have. We could go to your apartment first.”
“We’re celebrating, mi amour.” Miquela pulled up to the curb and got out. The valet helped June out and waited for Miquela’s keys. “Besides, we need neutral territory.”
“For what?”
She looped her arm around June, pulling out a card key already in her possession. It was gold.Reallygold.
“For all the naughty things I’m going to do to you.”
She giggled as they passed the front desk and went straight for the elevator. June bit her lip in expectation as Miquela hit the button for the penthouse suite.
“Can we get some drinks? Ice cream?”
“Anything for my perfect girlfriend.”
Miquela meant that, too. No matter what, June was her girlfriend. Sure, she was Sette’s girlfriend too, but somehow…
Somehow, that was kinda hot.
Miquela pulled her close for a kiss. By the time the elevator doors opened to the penthouse suite, Miquela had her hand halfway up June’s blouse, searching for her bra clasp.
“I knew it. I knew I couldn’t trust you alone with her for five minutes.”
June jerked out of Miquela’s embrace, mouth dropping open when she spotted Sette already in the suite.
“Sette!” she exclaimed. “What are you doing here?”
“We did say that you would be with both of us today.”
