Chapters (51)
Hannah laughed, looking at me and covering her mouth slightly. The joke had caught her off guard and had shown another side of her that was even more beautiful.
"What about you?" I said, "And feel free to make it up or tell me the real thing."
Hannah looked up, her mouth pouting out like she was thinking of the best lie she could tell.
"Well…I can't tell you the real one, that would totally ruin this little game we've got going…"
"So make it up…what kind of a job would a protagonist in a Nicole Marcel book have?" I bumped my shoulder against Hannah's, acting like I was avoiding something on the street, but in reality I just wanted to feel her against me again.
Hannah looked down, thinking. "Ok…well, I work for this corporation that is…well, basically they do all of these immoral and illegal things…and they don't just make me do regular, normal accounting work, I also get to be tortured by the CEO when she wants to."
"I see you've kept up on Nicole's newer work?" I said, widening my eyes. My heart fluttered a little more at the realization, that she was describing the plotline of Breach of Contract, maybe the hottest goddamn book I had ever read. I had drained more than a few packs of AAA batteries in my vibrator while I read about Penelope's descent into mouth-watering BDSM at the hands of her ice queen boss Reiko.
"What? No, that's my real job, I swear…" Hannah grinned.
"Of course it is, you wouldn't have picked it as a lie, then." I smirked, feeling myself become just a bit more confident. "Do you really get to do all the…nasty things you'd want to do with your boss?"
"She keeps me happy…even though she's not supposed to. Even lets me take some of the toys and gear home with me, to my little apartment, which is about two blocks away from here." Hannah turned to me with pursed lips and an expectant look.
She was, oh my god, she was maybe somewhat serious about the BDSM angle? If my heart was racing before, now it was positively pushed to the limit. I felt a little dizzy with the idea of it, but kept my walking pace and managed to remain upright. I was suddenly glad I had opted for the more boring flats today instead of the 'please notice that I have a nice ass and legs' heels that I sometimes wore.