Page 75 of Candy Canes


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Don’s frown slowly transforms into a look of understanding. His eyes widen as he comprehends the situation, a glimmer of realisation in his eyes. “Ah. I see.” His expression softens with empathy.

My frown deepens as confusion sets in. “What?” I ask, my voice reflecting my perplexity.

Don’s face morphs into one of concern, and he leans in a bit closer. “Did you use your safeword?”

I raise an eyebrow, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in my eyes as he repeats the question. “Did you use your safeword? North wouldn’t have even looked at you if you used it. It’s fucking sacred.”

My confusion gives way to frustration as I reply, my words sharp. “I don’thavea safeword.”

Don’s face contorts into one of absolute horror, his eyes widening further. His shock is palpable. “You’re kidding?”

“Yeah, I’m always full of jokes after nearly being raped,” I quip with zero humour and too much sarcasm.

His face darkens, and I immediately regret my choice of words as he looks at Aiden like he wants to tear him limb from limb. I turn my attention back to the strap of my shoe, but I can’t undo the damn thing. A huff of frustration leaves me, and in the time it takes me to blink, Don’s in front of me, on his knees and lifting my heeled foot into his lap.

“Allow me.”

My breath catches, and he flashes me a knowing smirk.

“And the others all had you pegged as a quiet little submissive.”

I snort. I highly doubt North thinks I’m quiet or submissive after throwing a stiletto at him in a room full of people. “Yet here you are getting all turned on by a man on his knees for you.”

I swallow as he teases me, but he’s not wrong.

“Y-” I clear my throat. His smile widens and I shake my head. “You have to know what a commanding figure you cut. It’s just surprising, is all, seeing a big manly man like you getting on his knees to fiddle with a delicate little strap.”

His look says we both know I’m not fooling anyone. Once the strap is undone, he removes the shoe and massages my foot, before repeating the action with the other offending strap. His foot massage makes me groan.

“All taken care of, little lady.” he says, running his hands up my calves and rubbing the ache of being in heels all night from my muscles there too. “You let me know if there’s anything else you need help with.”

“Thanks. I just need to get home.”

“Allow me.”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Sorry, I promised your friend I’d look out for you. Go get your stuff and I’ll meet you by the door. Just got to take care of a couple things before we head out. Besides, we can’t have you paying for taxi fares with your delicious little pussy now, can we?” he teases, and my face burns with utter humiliation.

DON

Well, tonight has been a fucking clusterfuck of epic proportions. I don’t even know where to begin cleaning up the fucking mess.

I wait for Candy to leave room six and then I pull my mobile phone from my pocket and hit dial. While I wait for the call to connect, I bend down and retrieve her shoes. Fuck she looked sexy in black tonight. I’d love to see her in just these heels under different circumstances.

“What?” North snaps as he finally decides to take my call. Poor fucker is probably still dealing with the Edmondson shit show and reaming Wint for letting someone join the club under a false identity.

“You’re not gonna like this, boss, but we have another problem,” I tell him.

“What kind of problem?” North snarls down the line. “Can’t you just deal with it?”

“He’s not conscious.”

“Fuck.”

“Room six.”

I hang up and wait for him to arrive. The piece of shit at my feet – what did Candy call him, Aiden? Seemed like she knewhim – isn’t moving, but I’m not inclined to check on him. If he lives, he’ll regret it. If he dies, it’s no great loss.

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