1. When the Need Strikes - Chapter 4


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    end. “Don’t mention horses…just get me a farm girl!” Slamming the receiver down, he turned his attention to my brother and me. “Now,” he said with a sickly smile upon his face. “What can I do for you two?” I opened my mouth, but my brother put his hand on my arm, wordlessly silencing me, and leaned forward. “Lord DeGraves,” he said confidently—why the hell was that confidence suddenly such a turn-on? He was my brother, for Pete’s sake… “Lord DeGraves, we’ve got a potential problem.” “Oh yes?” the old man said, licking his lips with glee. “Knocked her up already?” “No!” I said angrily, but again Craig silenced me with a squeeze of my arm, and I obediently shut up. “No, it’s not that. It’s me. I woke up to discover that I…” “Came in your sleep?” DeGraves said, finishing my brother’s sentence with a cackle. “And it only took you a month!” “That’s right,” Craig said. “We want to see the contract. We want to know if it breaks the rules.” “Well…” his Lordship drawled. “I can have a look at that for you, but first I want to ask a few questions.” “Anything,” my brother said, ignoring the daggers my eyes were shooting in his direction. “This nocturnal orgasm—is this the first time you’ve cum since you were last in my office?” “Of course,” my brother deftly lied, and I tried not to let the surprise show in my face. Well, I thought, mentally steeling myself for what was to come. If that’s the way we’re going to play it… “So you two haven’t…fooled around.” “Certainly not.” He even ...
    managed to sound indignant, and I nodded along. “Remember, I warned you what would happen if you lied to me…” Lord DeGraves said, and that dangerous tone appeared in his voice once more. Craig, however, held his ground, and I did too. “So let me ask you one more time—in the past month, you two haven’t touched each other sexually at all. No hand jobs, no licking, no sucking, no biting.” “Of course not,” Craig said, and I shook my head in agreement. “No…kissing?” My cheeks went slightly red at that, something that I hoped the old man hadn’t noticed, and when Craig hesitated, I spoke up. “Lord DeGraves, my brother and I aren’t animals. We’ve done nothing wrong.” “Well, except the squirt in his sleep.” “Yes…that’s what we wanted to talk to you about. Does that count?” “Hmmm,” Mason DeGraves said, placing one wrinkled, old finger on his lips. “I’ll have to ask my lawyer. Petra m’dear, I’ll get you to wait in the garden while I do. Craig, you can stay here…” * * * I had no idea why he needed to split us up—I just hoped it wouldn’t be for cross-examination, to see if he could pick any holes in our story. I stepped outside, marveling at the manor’s beautiful garden (why did such a cretinous man have so much money?) and sat on the bench, admiring the flowers. I’d been sitting there for a few minutes when I jumped with fright—a huge man had practically sneaked up on me. He looked mediterranean—I couldn’t quite tell from where, but his naked torso had the olive skin and swarthy stance of a ...
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