#Chapter253
Someone Goes Bump in The Night
Nash and I kicked things up a notch with sex. We wanted to have some fun, so I held up a pair of fuzzy handcuffs as I sat on top of him. I dangled them on my finger.
/"Don’t even think about it./"
/"Oh, come on, Nash. I can play the cop, and you can play the sexy criminal./" I jutted out my bottom lip, and he relented. I cuffed him to the bedpost. I needed to do this before he changed his mind.
As I got to work, he was enjoying himself. Boy, he loves when my mouth is on him. Then we heard a noise coming from the other side of the door. We popped our heads up.
/"What was that?/" He asked.
/"I don’t know./" I shook my head.
/"Give me the key./"
My eyes widened.
/"Mags? Give me the key./"
/"I don’t know where the key is./" I winced.
/"What do you mean you don’t know where the key is?/"
