Born to Make You Smile

TWENTY

“We should wash up, then head to the convention. I want to catch Paul’s presentation this afternoon. Several others also sounded quite interesting.”

Gavin. Such a dork.

“Really? I have to listen to boring dental lectures after what we just did. What happened to fuck the bloody convention ,” I said the last part in my worst English accent.

“Hey now, I don’t sound like that,” he defended.

I traced my fingers over the lines of his jaw. “Can’t we just stay here? I was hoping we could go for round two.”

He chuckled, pulling me closer. “Come on. We can’t do this all day. Besides, I don’t think you could handle round two.”

I playfully swatted him, knowing he was probably right.

“I hope I didn’t go too hard. I couldn’t control myself.”

“No.” I smiled lazily. “You were perfect.”

“Are you sore?”

“A little. But in the best way.”

I nuzzled against his chest. His scent made my whole body come alive.

He hummed. “We can pick up some ointment at the pharmacy later.”

He was so attentive and caring. I became worried he’d spoil me and I’d be ruined forever. If not already.

“But first, let’s shower, then we’ll head off,” he said.

I bit my lip excitedly. “Shower together?”

“Absolutely. I want to lather up every inch of you. Especially those breasts. So dirty. They need the most scrubbing down.”

He put his face between my boobs with a playful growl, and I squirmed and giggled. His green eyes looked up at me with a crooked smile. So sweet. So handsome.

My chest tightened. Hard. Almost painful. Like heartburn or a heart attack.

Or worse.

I think I’m falling in love with Gavin.

***

“I should get back to my room and pack,” I said. “What time is checkout again?”

“Well, actually,” he said, scratching his temple. “If it’s all right with you, I thought we could spend an extra day here.”

My eyes widened with surprise. An extra day.

“While you were doing your hair and makeup, I made a few phone calls and pushed our flights to tomorrow. I figured we could take some time and explore the city. The sights. And I was able to secure this room for another night.”

“Oh. One room ?” I asked playfully, blinking at him.

“Yes.” He traced his finger over my collarbone. “One room is more than enough. I can set you up a cot here, on the floor.”

I teasingly pushed his arm. “But what about work? And the girls, don’t they have school?”

“Always a worrier.” He planted a kiss on my cheek. “We only had two patients, so Tina rescheduled, and I spoke to my sister. They’ll drive back tonight and take the girls to school in the morning.”

“Sounds like you covered all the bases.” I nodded, still hesitant.

He frowned. “Be honest. Is this all right with you?”

Part of me loved the idea of spending more time here in Ottawa and staying the night together. The other part felt tense. Would it be too much? I was already starting to fall for this wonderful, forbidden man. All this quality time together would surely complicate things and make it that much more difficult for us to return to normalcy when we got home. I still wasn’t sure how our dynamic would work. My stomach tumbled like a runaway dryer when I thought about it. I looked into his stunning emerald eyes and his smiling handsome face.

“It sounds wonderful,” I said with a smile.

My stomach squirmed, deciding that I would figure it out later. I was sick of being responsible. Sick of always doing the logical thing. I was tired of being alone. Tired of worrying about money and my life. I just wanted to lose myself in him and forget everything back home. The house, the repairs, the debt. Right now, it didn’t matter.

We sat through several very informative yet boring presentations. Sitting so close to him and being aware of his body and movements had me buzzing like a live wire. Gavin kept trying to make me laugh. He started pointing out strange shapes in the carpet— a turnip! No wait, definitely a caribou.

“Look at this dentist,” Gavin said, gesturing to the program. “Dr. Newman. I suppose Dr. Oldman has since retired.”

I shook my head with a chuckle of pity. So bad.

“And this one. Dr. Cocksworth. I don’t need to make a joke about him.”

I flashed him a quizzical expression. “That can’t be his real name.”

I peered at the program, and a squeal almost escaped when I saw Dr. William Cocksworth was, in fact, a real dentist’s name. “We have to stay to see his presentation!”

At one point, we almost lost composure when Dr. Cocksworth said oral care for what seemed like the fiftieth time.

We were like two immature teenagers in a sex-ed class. The harder we tried not to laugh, the more difficult it was to hold it in.

“Grace, pay attention,” Gavin whispered right against my ear. “This is no laughing matter. Dr. Cocksworth is trying to share his oral expertise.”

“Stop, stop,” I begged, my stomach twisting. “I’m going to have to leave.”

A woman in front of us turned with a harsh stare, and we got the hint and settled after that.

Following the lectures, we continued to walk around, and I couldn’t resist not being able to touch him any longer. I reached out and grabbed his hand, but he swiftly pulled away.

The rejection stung like a slap in the face.

“Grace,” he said, leaning close. “I know quite a few people here, so I’d rather keep things private. I don’t want them getting the wrong idea.”

“Yes,” I said with a curt nod. “Good call. I wasn’t thinking.”

While I understood his concerns, something about it all filled me with a wave of discomfort. As if he wanted to hide me. Keep me his dirty little secret.

Would it be like this forever? Us sneaking around for sex and then acting natural in public? For some reason, I worried that he’d never risk his reputation to be with me.

I couldn’t shake the negative thoughts from cycling.

Maybe this is a mistake.

Maybe this will backfire.

Maybe I'll lose everything.

***

We were naked on his bed, kissing, touching, exploring. Taking our time.

“I can’t believe I get to have you like this,” he murmured, his eyes gleaming with dark lust. “I’m so glad we have an extra night together.”

Something about the way he said that caused my mind to spiral. The blood in my veins ran hot, and suddenly, I was no longer in the mood to touch or be touched.

I pulled away.

“I can’t do this.” I jumped off the bed.

He held my arm to stop me. “What’s wrong? Is it too much? Talk to me. Please.”

“Is this just about sex? Is that why you want an extra night with me? So we can fuck around?” My voice became heated as everything came rushing out.

“Of course not.”

“It’s just that, when you pulled away today, at the convention, it made me feel…low. Dirty. Like you were embarrassed of me. And now that we’re alone, you’re all over me like you can’t get enough.”

He pulled me back toward the bed.

“Grace, love. I’m absolutely not embarrassed of you. I’m sorry I pushed you away like that. But you have to understand that we must tread carefully. On my end especially. The dental world is a very small world. Word gets around fast, and I don’t want to jeopardize everything I’ve worked so hard for. My livelihood depends on it. Let’s not forget you are not only my assistant but also half my age. And at times, it’s hard to reconcile the fact that I’ve known you so long. Of course you’re grown now, but what we’re doing could be deemed inappropriate in many circles. The last thing I want is for people to assume I’ve taken advantage of you. I haven’t, have I?”

I shook my head, getting back into bed with him. “Please. I want this as much as you do.”

“I love being with you. I really do,” he said, wrapping his arms around me. “But right now, I think it’s best we keep our situation private.”

I nodded. His career was at stake, and I wasn’t thinking when I carelessly reached for him. “I agree. We have to be extra careful. At the office.”

“Yes.”

“And around the girls,” I added.

“Definitely.” He ran a finger down the length of my arm in a soft caress. “So I’ve been very curious. Why haven’t you been sexual with anyone before?”

“I just haven’t felt that pull to be with anyone in that way. Actually, I recently found out that I’m demisexual, which is on the asexual spectrum.”

“All right. I’ve heard of asexuality, but I’m not familiar with demisexual.”

“It means I don’t feel sexual attraction like most people. I require a deep emotional connection first, which I’ve never felt before until I started feeling it with you. But only recently. Especially after seeing you with Michelle. I saw you kissing from your front window.”

“Oh,” he said, surprised. “You saw us.”

I bit my lip sheepishly. “I didn’t mean to watch, but I just couldn’t look away. After seeing you two, I saw you in a different light. I’d never felt that way about you before. Then I don’t know. We kept touching. Connecting. Then after our kiss, I wanted you. So badly .”

He ran his lips over my neck, and my body vibrated.

“For me, something sparked the night of the raccoons. I realized I really loved the feeling of you being in my arms, like this. And of course, it terrified me. I tried to forget and push it down, as I was dating Michelle. But everything just seemed to escalate. Then when I saw you with that twat, Ethan, I was so bloody jealous I couldn’t stand it.”

I laughed, and he kissed my head.

“Let’s just take this day by day. I cannot make any promises or guarantees, Grace. But I feel something for you. And it’s something more than sex.”

My phone beeped on the nightstand. I reached over and opened a message from Joshua with a photo.

Joshua: Goldie! Check out my new whip. Felix is gonna get it tonight ;)

He was dressed as a border collie in the photo, holding a long red whip.

“What’s going on there?” asked Gavin, peering over to look at my screen. “Who’s that?”

My heart picked up speed. He could not find out about my job at X-PLORE. Not only would he be disappointed that I didn’t tell him but he’d likely also be horrified at the idea of one of his employees having a night job at a kink club.

I put my phone down. “It’s my friend, Joshua.”

“Why is he dressed like that? With the whip?”

“He’s into the whole BDSM scene. He works with Dorina’s sister at the kink club.”

He nodded, uncertain. “I don’t quite understand all of that. The sex clubs, the extremes. The pain. The torture. It’s a little barbaric, in my opinion.”

I was silent, frozen in place. “Some people enjoy it. It makes them happy.”

“Oh.” He paused, running his eyes over my still expression. “Are you interested in that sort of thing?”

“Um.” I blinked, trying to figure out what to say. “Not really into the whole extreme pain thing, for myself personally, but I am curious about aspects of it. The give and take. The trust and understanding that goes into the dynamic.”

He nodded as if urging me to continue. “Tell me more. I’d like to know what interests you.”

“Well, I like the idea of role-playing,” I said, tilting my head to the side. “Temporarily playing a part, being someone else. Being ordered around. Told what to do. Kind of like you do at the office, but way more commanding. I don’t think I’d be into being tied up or whipped, but I do like the idea of punishment. A spanking. Nothing too painful, but hard enough to sting and turn my bum red.”

“I see,” he said, doubt in his voice. “The role-playing part does sound intriguing, but I’m not sure about the rest. I never want to hurt you or force you to do anything you don’t want to.”

“I mean, it’s all consensual. I’d be agreeing to it beforehand.”

“Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” He licked his lips. “We haven’t even covered all the basics.”

He dipped down and fondled and kissed my breasts.

“Like what?” I asked, curious.

“Different things. I know you’re likely still sore, so what about an oral prescription,” he suggested with a coy smirk.

“I can do that,” I murmured, then moved down to take him into my mouth. His hardness and the unique and delectable taste of him filled my senses.

“Uh, uh,” he interrupted, rubbing his finger over my cheek. I looked up at him. “Not quite. Turn around, love.”

I popped my mouth off his cock. “Turn around?”

“Yes. I’d like you to sit on my face while you do that.”

I hesitated. So up close and personal. My ass practically in his face. I wasn’t sure I was ready for that kind of intimacy. Plus, I wasn’t exactly a dainty woman, carrying most of my weight in my hips and bum.

“Now,” he said sternly. “Dentist’s orders.”

I bit my lip. With that accent, that commanding tone, I was putty in his hands. Exactly the kind of dominant energy I craved in him. “I like it when you order me around, Dr. Brinley.”

I moved my lower body over his mouth, keeping steady and putting weight on my legs.

“Come on, don't be shy,” he said. “You’re not a hovercraft.”

He gripped my hips, pulling me against him.

Oh! I gasped. The striking warmth of his mouth shocked my lower body as he sucked the wetness out of me.

“Delicious,” he said, his voice muffled.

I let out a loud moan and closed my eyes while I moved my cunt against his face. This angle was different. Electrifying. It stimulated each of my desperate nerve endings down there.

“Don’t forget about me now,” he reminded.

“Oh yes, sorry.” I opened my eyes, then guided his cock into my mouth. I had to mindfully concentrate on his pleasure and mine at the same time. It felt a bit like a juggling act at first, but then I started to get into a rhythm. I ran my mouth up and down the length of him, then moved to apply suction to his shaft, all while caressing the tip in circles with my tongue.

“Oh Grace,” he muttered against me with a moan. “So good.”

The gusts of his breath tickled, and I squirmed.

With a firm grip on my thighs, he spread my legs apart and then pushed his mouth against my cunt ferociously. He moved the flat surface of his tongue all along me, then I felt him slide it right inside.

Jesus. I moaned and reveled in the most gratifying feeling of his tongue stroking my walls.

I couldn't help but slightly thrust into his face while I moved my head up and down on his cock, holding on to his strong legs to help give me the leverage to take him in as deep as I could manage. He grunted and groaned into me, and the vibrations of his voice rumbled through my body.

We continued to pleasure each other, and it didn't take long for Gavin to get off. He warned me, then let out a jarred, rumbling growl. I moved along him, picking up my intensity until his salty release dripped down my throat. Seconds later, my body was thrown into a state of ecstasy as my orgasm began to stir, bringing forth all my juices on his face. I drove my pelvis against his mouth, praying I wasn't pounding onto him too forcefully.

I let out a moan on his cock while the stream of blissful waves passed through me.

Wow.

Eventually, I managed to roll off on the bed, our heads at each other’s feet, catching my breath.

I caught sight of Gavin’s glimmering face smiling at me.

“Was that okay?” I breathed, my cheeks still burning hot. “I didn’t smother you?”

“No. I loved every second of your perfect cunt on my face. And the way you suck me? Christ .” He sighed. “That’s the kind of oral care ten out of ten dentists would surely recommend.”

I laughed loudly with a snort.

I was floating so high that I had no idea how I would ever come back down to earth.