Boots and Lace by Myla Jackson Page B

and crossed to where Nick still stood and rested her hand on his bare chest.
    “Julia, we’re divorced. You shouldn’t be here. You should be with Tom, or Bob or whatever his name is.”
    “Tim isn’t a part of my life. He was never as good in bed as you were.”
    “So sorry to hear you traded down in the dick department.” The tiny pout on her lips that used to make him do anything for her now only made him mad. Nick recognized it as the pout of a child who was used to getting her own way. He liked a woman who earned her way in the world. One who didn’t take advantage of a man’s good intentions. Nick stepped back and jabbed a thumb toward the door. “Get out.”
    “Oh, Nicky baby, you don’t mean that?” She stepped up to him again, walking her fingers up his chest to tap one against his lips. “Don’t you miss me? Even a little bitty bit?” Julia leaned up on her toes and puckered her lips to kiss him.
    “Nick have you seen my crystal-studded purple panties?” Lacey sailed through his open apartment door completely naked, her long dark hair bouncing around her shoulders, a twinkle in her deep brown eyes. She stopped at the couch and bent to lift a cushion, her beautiful full ass shining in Julia’s face. “I swear I was wearing them last night before you, me and Cory had sex here on the couch.” Lacey shoved the cushions back in place and straightened. “Or was it while we were doing it in the kitchen?” Her search moved to the kitchen.
    Laughter threatened to bubble up in Nick’s chest. 
    “You had sex with Nick… and Cory?” Julia’s eyes rounded, her mouth falling open in a very unattractive gape. Her gaze moved from Nick to Lacey and back. “I don’t understand.”
    “She’s not too bright, is she?” Lacey faced Julia, giving the other woman a full-on view of her beautiful curves. “Nick, Cory and I have been having wall-banging sex since they moved in.” Lacey’s gaze traveled Julia’s length. “I take it you’re Nick’s ex?”
    Julia nodded, wordlessly.
    Lacey’s brows rose. “And you never had sex with both of them?” She clucked her tongue. “Missed an opportunity there. They’re pretty good.” Lacey grabbed for something on the counter. “There they are.” She held out her hand, a bright pair of purple panties hanging from her finger. “Spent all my stripper tips on that pair. Would hate to lose them.” She sauntered back across the room and paused in front of Nick. “See you at lunch? I’ve always wanted to do it in a mechanic’s shop.” Without missing a beat, she rubbed the panties along Nick’s jaw. “What’s it like, Jane?”
    “Julia…my n-name is Julia,” Nick’s ex stuttered. “And I wouldn’t know.”
    With her arm around Nick’s neck, her breasts pressed against his chest and her crotch straddling one of his thighs, Lacey looked over her shoulder. “You never did it in his shop?”
    “Of course not.” Julia pushed back her shoulders. “It’s so dirty.”
    “Haven’t you ever had dirty sex?” Lacey slipped her hand into the front of Nick’s coveralls and gripped his engorged cock. “Stick around. I’ll show you how it’s done.”
    Her face flaming bright red, Julia backed toward the door. “I never—”
    Nick would have laughed out loud, but Lacey had hold of his dick and he couldn’t think past how good it felt.
    “Maybe you should have.” Lacey clasped Nick’s zipper with her free hand and pulled it down with slow deliberation.
    Julia squealed and darted out the door, slamming it behind her.
    Nick forced a grin and kissed Lacey’s nose. “Thanks.”
    “For what?” She pushed the coveralls down over his hips.
    “For getting rid of my ex.”
    “Oh, her?” She marched her finger up his chest, much like Julia had, and touched his lip. “She didn’t bother me a bit.”
    “Well, she was bothering me.” He caught her finger and held it close, pressing a kiss to the tip. “You don’t have to pretend