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the table. She dropped her eyes shyly, unable to look at Grayson, embarrassment flooding through her as the reality of her present situation sank in. She was completely naked, her skin sticky with fruit juice and saliva, and she had just let this beautiful stranger eat her out on his kitchen table.
    ‘Are you okay?’ Grayson asked softly as she bent her head, letting her hair fall in front of her face to hide it.
    She nodded, blushing furiously.
    Grayson cupped her face, tilting her chin up so she was forced to look him in the eye. ‘If it’s too much–‘
    ‘No,’ Lisa said hastily, aware of Mark’s watchful eyes on her. ‘It’s not. That was ... amazing.’
    ‘Are you sure?’ Grayson frowned down at her, his thumb gently stroking her jaw in a soothing motion. ‘It’s okay if you want to stop. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.’
    He seemed so kind, genuinely concerned for her wellbeing, and Lisa wished she could tell him how she really felt and bring this weird evening to an end. She could tell by the strain in his features how turned on he was, and she was in no doubt that he wanted to continue. Yet she also trusted that he meant what he said, and he wouldn’t take things any further if she just said the word. But there would be hell to pay with Mark if she chickened out now. She had no choice but to go through with it. ‘I’m sure,’ she said, meeting his gaze, anxious to convince him. ‘I think it’s pretty obvious I enjoyed myself.’
    ‘Good,’ Grayson smiled, brushing the hair back from her face. ‘Because I want you very badly.’
    Lisa smiled back shakily, trying to hide her nerves. She was grateful when the door opened and Isabel came into the room, causing a diversion. ‘How was dessert?’
    ‘It was delicious,’ Grayson murmured as he stroked a finger down Lisa’s arm. She shivered as it grazed the side of her breast.
    ‘Compliments to the chef,’ Mark said, grinning as he wrapped his arms around Isabel from behind, pulling her into his body.
    ‘Mmm, I can feel how much you enjoyed it,’ she said, wriggling against him.
    ‘I’m ready for seconds,’ he said, bending to kiss her shoulder.
    ‘Well, the hot tub’s all set. And Lisa’s making me feel rather over-dressed.’
    ‘I can help you with that,’ Mark said, brushing her hair aside as his fingers went to the fastening of her dress. Isabel dropped her head to the side, closing her eyes as Mark nuzzled her neck while he slowly slid down the zip.
    Grayson took Lisa’s hand and helped her off the table. ‘What about you?’ he asked, a smile in his voice as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her against him, so she felt his rock-hard erection at her back. ‘Are you ready for seconds?’
    ‘Yes,’ she whispered shakily as he gently bit her earlobe.
    ‘Good,’ Grayson said, his breath hot in her ear. ‘Because I can’t wait to be inside you.’
    Lisa bit her lip, stifling a gasp. Her heart hammered in her ribs, and she hoped that if Grayson could feel it he would put it down to excitement rather than the shock and fear his words caused. Her eyes darted in panic to Mark and Isabel, but they both had their eyes closed, Mark’s head buried in Isabel’s shoulder as he peeled off her dress. Lisa was thankful that at least no one was looking at her now because she didn’t think she could hide how desperate she felt in this moment. She had never felt so trapped and hopeless. She was going to have to let Grayson fuck her – and no matter how beautiful or kind he was, no matter how much pleasure he would give her, she didn’t want it. She didn’t want any of this.
    She tried to tamp down the rising panic in her chest as she realised she was perilously close to tears. This was what she had come to, she thought miserably – fucking strangers for a quiet life. She had sunk as low as she could possibly go. Her boyfriend had brought her here to pimp her out to another man, and she was going to go