“I’m busy. I’ll be out soon.”
“Are you sure? I saw Trey looking for you, and I can’t find him.”
He’s about to give me an orgasm. Fuck off.
Instead she told her they were talking and would be out soon.
Molly left them alone.
Trey increased his efforts, going faster and hurtled her over the edge and into bliss. He licked her, drinking down her orgasm.
There was nothing for her to do other than shudder in his arms and wait for him to finish. He wasn’t letting up until she shuddered her way into a second orgasm.
He stood up, leaning over and smiled. “That’s to make up for my coming before you,” he said, rubbing her nose with his.
“I can’t think.” She cupped his face, making him stop. “This shouldn’t have happened here.”
“Let me work on your tattoo, and no one will know. I told you, I’ll have you where and when I want you.” He helped her to her feet. “If I can think clearly, surely you can as well.”
She didn’t say anything. Trey helped her into her panties and trousers. Closing her eyes, she felt his fingers skimming up the outside of her thighs.
“I can’t think when you do this,” she said.
“Good. I’m working with a needle, and I have trouble thinking. So are you going to let me do it?”
“Do what?”
June worked her hair under the hairnet and turned to look at him.
“The ink. Will you let me finish your design?” he asked.
“I guess I’ve got no choice now. You and your big mouth have pushed me into a corner.”
“It’s for a very good cause.” He moved in close, wrapping his arms around her. “You can think. I can think.”
“We’ll see how long this lasts.” She pressed a hand to his chest, feeling his heartbeat.
“I think you’ll be surprised.” He helped her with the apron, and together they walked out of the bakery. Molly was icing some cakes, looking at them both strangely.
“I’ll, erm, book an appointment in a couple of days.”
“Be sure to do that. I’ll work on designs.”
He turned to leave.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” Molly asked after the sound of the door closing settled between them.
“What do you mean?” June asked, wiping her hands down her apron. What was she doing?
“I’m not stupid or deaf. The machines can’t stop me from hearing you two being together,” Molly said, pointing at the big machines.
June felt her cheeks heat. “It’s nothing. Nothing is going on, and nothing is happening. He’s going to help me with my tattoo.”
She moved away, going to the bread baking in the oven. In another five minutes it would be finished.
“I thought you two were enemies. He bullied you through high school, and now you’re sleeping with him?”
“Look, it’s complicated, I know that. It’s a bit of fun. There’s nothing to it.”
“I thought about that with Sasha and Luke’s father. It was just a bit of fun and then when I found out I was pregnant I realized what a total mistake I’d made,” Molly said, dropping the icing bag. She watched as Molly pressed her hands onto her hips. “What the hell are you doing, June? He’ll hurt you, and then you’ll find some reason to leave.”
“Wait, hold up. We were not friends through high school, Molly. Don’t even try to make out we were. You didn’t even know I existed let alone be friends. Why would I be leaving?” she asked, confused.
“You don’t get it. You’ve got the wealthy family who’ll do anything for you. Your family will not let you get hurt, and if you leave they’ll support you. If you go then I’ve got nothing. This is all I have, June. I know we weren’t friends through high school, and I actually regret that because I sit and wonder if my life would have been different.”
June listened, feeling sorry for the other woman.
“My so-called friends wanted nothing to do with me. I fell down, and no one wanted to pick me up. My family kicked me out, June. The guy I got pregnant with gave me a half-assed proposal when I told him. We were a bit of fun, and he didn’t care about me at all. You’re the only person who has seen past the teenage pregnancy to the woman underneath, and for that I’m happy.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Molly. This with Trey is just a bit of fun. Neither of us is looking for something long term. We’ve both got lives to deal with. This is just fun, and we’re not going to get hurt.”
Molly snorted. “You’re mistaken on everything.”
“Please, don’t tell anyone about this. Trey and I don’t want anyone to know the truth.”