into a wall, plaster breaking and pictures falling to the ground
as he slammed me over and over . . .
It was only when Mina leaned over to tell me that the limo was coming to pick us up
in half an hour that I was finally back to being part of the here and now. I looked
around the table to see if anyone noticed me lost inside my mind. Of course, Ms. Observant
was staring at me with a little quirked eyebrow. I guessed I must have made a new
friend . . .
Why are some women so damn catty?
“I’m just going to go freshen up. Make my rounds one last time, you know,” I told
Mina, but really I just needed to get away from there . . . try to find my bearings
again before I ended up making a fool out of myself.
I stood up from the table and made my way over toward the main house, attempting to
remember the way back to the bathrooms in my slightly inebriated state. Once I found
it, I hurried inside, seeking a moment alone so I could gather my thoughts.
Had I originally expected to come here and find a man I felt an immediate attraction
to? I would be an idiot if I didn’t think it was a possibility. The place was crawling
with beautiful people, all young with incredible bodies. It was bound to happen. I
just needed to gather my wits about me, brush Isaac off my shoulder like some pesky
fly―then go out and hump the rest of this house until I was finally satisfied.
Good plan .
I took a moment to use the facilities, making sure all my parts were still nicely
visible to the point of practical nudity, and then I was ready to head out there once
again. I wanted to seem confident and sure around these people, not completely distracted
and horny as fuck, even though that was exactly how I felt. I mean, come on―the place
was screaming fornication. The sexual tension was wound up so tight I knew someone
out there was breaking the damn rules tonight. Either that or there were going to
be some mighty sore wrists and overworked pussies in the morning, with women in desperate
need of replacement batteries by the time we were done.
I straightened my nonexistent skirt, applied the tiniest bit of lip gloss, and fluffed
my bedroom hair to its full capacity and headed toward the door. I contemplated taking
a moment to fiddle the bean, anything to relieve some of the damn tension I suffered,
but decided against it. I needed to be alert, and a post-orgasmic cloud was not how
I wanted to finish the night. Once I was home . . .
I yanked the door open roughly, needing to get outside. But I was stopped by a large,
brawny, sandalwood and sex-smelling obstacle in my way. My face planted right into
a well-built chest, and I felt two hands reach out to steady me.
“Leaving so soon?” a deep timbre asked from the chest and I looked up to see Isaac
standing in the doorway. He let go of me once he made sure I was steady and took a
step back as if to take me in better. He had one hand leaning against the doorframe,
the other dug deep into his pants pocket. He looked like a fucking model standing
there with all shadowed lines and exotic male broodiness and I felt my body automatically
respond to him.
Shit, I even heard a little fangirl screaming in my head. Damn, he was fucking hot!
“Hi, stranger,” I purred, my lids half hooded. I felt my body move, adjust, and shift
into a sexy tigress on the prowl. My chest was pushed out, my heels had miraculously
grown another inch or so, and my lip seemed to taste quite good in that moment. There
was a moment where I asked myself what the hell I was doing, but I had no control
over her at this point. My inner sex kitten was out and ready for action. I was probably
being obvious, but I didn’t care. I was at the point where I wanted to slake my lust,
and I hadn’t been able to get Isaac out of my head since Mina had pulled me away from
him.
Isaac pushed off the doorframe, shutting the door behind him. It shocked me
as he slammed me over and over . . .
It was only when Mina leaned over to tell me that the limo was coming to pick us up
in half an hour that I was finally back to being part of the here and now. I looked
around the table to see if anyone noticed me lost inside my mind. Of course, Ms. Observant
was staring at me with a little quirked eyebrow. I guessed I must have made a new
friend . . .
Why are some women so damn catty?
“I’m just going to go freshen up. Make my rounds one last time, you know,” I told
Mina, but really I just needed to get away from there . . . try to find my bearings
again before I ended up making a fool out of myself.
I stood up from the table and made my way over toward the main house, attempting to
remember the way back to the bathrooms in my slightly inebriated state. Once I found
it, I hurried inside, seeking a moment alone so I could gather my thoughts.
Had I originally expected to come here and find a man I felt an immediate attraction
to? I would be an idiot if I didn’t think it was a possibility. The place was crawling
with beautiful people, all young with incredible bodies. It was bound to happen. I
just needed to gather my wits about me, brush Isaac off my shoulder like some pesky
fly―then go out and hump the rest of this house until I was finally satisfied.
Good plan .
I took a moment to use the facilities, making sure all my parts were still nicely
visible to the point of practical nudity, and then I was ready to head out there once
again. I wanted to seem confident and sure around these people, not completely distracted
and horny as fuck, even though that was exactly how I felt. I mean, come on―the place
was screaming fornication. The sexual tension was wound up so tight I knew someone
out there was breaking the damn rules tonight. Either that or there were going to
be some mighty sore wrists and overworked pussies in the morning, with women in desperate
need of replacement batteries by the time we were done.
I straightened my nonexistent skirt, applied the tiniest bit of lip gloss, and fluffed
my bedroom hair to its full capacity and headed toward the door. I contemplated taking
a moment to fiddle the bean, anything to relieve some of the damn tension I suffered,
but decided against it. I needed to be alert, and a post-orgasmic cloud was not how
I wanted to finish the night. Once I was home . . .
I yanked the door open roughly, needing to get outside. But I was stopped by a large,
brawny, sandalwood and sex-smelling obstacle in my way. My face planted right into
a well-built chest, and I felt two hands reach out to steady me.
“Leaving so soon?” a deep timbre asked from the chest and I looked up to see Isaac
standing in the doorway. He let go of me once he made sure I was steady and took a
step back as if to take me in better. He had one hand leaning against the doorframe,
the other dug deep into his pants pocket. He looked like a fucking model standing
there with all shadowed lines and exotic male broodiness and I felt my body automatically
respond to him.
Shit, I even heard a little fangirl screaming in my head. Damn, he was fucking hot!
“Hi, stranger,” I purred, my lids half hooded. I felt my body move, adjust, and shift
into a sexy tigress on the prowl. My chest was pushed out, my heels had miraculously
grown another inch or so, and my lip seemed to taste quite good in that moment. There
was a moment where I asked myself what the hell I was doing, but I had no control
over her at this point. My inner sex kitten was out and ready for action. I was probably
being obvious, but I didn’t care. I was at the point where I wanted to slake my lust,
and I hadn’t been able to get Isaac out of my head since Mina had pulled me away from
him.
Isaac pushed off the doorframe, shutting the door behind him. It shocked me
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