could see her face. “Do you still feel that way?”
“No.” She pouted again. “But it looks like you do.”
He smiled down at her, then kissed her again. He took his time sampling
her ripe mouth, her tantalizing tongue. When he drew back they were both
breathing hard. “Anything about that seem weird to you?”
“Well, no. But I’m sure something’s off. By this time, you’re usually
inside me and you’ve made me come at least once.”
“I’ve got plans for tonight.” He touched his finger to her mouth, ran
the tip along her moist lower lip. “And believe me, they involve you getting
off more than once.”
She smiled that cat-with-the-cream smile. “That’s okay then. For a
moment I thought you’d been replaced by some mutant form who didn’t care for
sex.”
“No chance of that. Come here.”
Chapter Eight
Reed shifted against the headboard until Lissa sat between his legs with
her back to his chest. She dropped her head onto his shoulder, loving how he
nibbled on her ear before sliding his open mouth slowly down her neck.
“Things have been pretty hot between us this week.”
She smiled. “That’s an understatement.”
“You enjoy trying new things. I like that about you.”
It was easy trying anything with Reed, Lissa thought as the touch of his
mouth against her collarbone sent delicious thrills rippling through her body.
Although they hadn’t known each other that long, she trusted him. Perhaps too
much. She had to keep some sort of barrier between them, so that when they
finally called a halt to their arrangement, she wouldn’t be left feeling things
she had no right to feel.
Hurt. Loss. Disappointment.
“I’ve got a surprise for you.”
She turned her head slightly and looked up at him. “What sort of
surprise?”
“No need to look quite so suspicious. It’s something I hope you’ll
enjoy. That we’ll both enjoy.”
He nudged her head until she was facing forward again and looking at
them both in the big ornate mirror facing the bed.
In the mirror, she saw Reed reach out to the panel above the bed and
push a button.
The lights dimmed, and in the mirror their images faded to be replaced
by a lit room and a huge bed, similar to the one she and Reed shared. As Lissa
stared, the door beyond the mirror opened and a woman stepped in. She wore a
long silky red shift dress with shoestring straps at the shoulders.
Apparently oblivious to being watched, she sat on the huge bed,
stretched her arms overhead, then lay back.
“Reed, what…”
“Shh.” He tightened his hold around her waist. “Just watch.”
The door opened again and a man walked in. He was a strapping guy, well
over six feet and with shoulders that almost filled the doorframe. Like Reed,
he was shirtless, but wore low slung jeans with the waist button undone.
His hair was as dark as the woman’s was fair. Short as the woman’s was
long, falling almost to her waist.
Lissa continued to stare even as her pulse quickened and her blood
heated. She wondered why it had taken her so long to put two and two together.
Nobody ever had that big a mirror forming the wall of a hotel room, plus there
was the ceiling…
This was no ordinary hotel.
As if to add weight to her musings, the man stood beside the bed looking
down at the prostrate woman, and slowly slid down his zip. The woman gyrated as
she watched him, drawing her arms up and lifting her hair in the process. Her
breasts rose as she dropped her stretched arms back on the pillow.
The man placed a knee on the bed, then leaned over the woman, his hands on
either side of her waist. He dropped his mouth to her breast, sucking hard on
her silk-covered nipple. After a few moments he raised his head, leaving a dark
stain on the woman’s dress where his mouth had been.
Lissa caught her bottom lip
between her teeth as her heart began to pump. Her own nipples hardened, her
breasts rising and falling with her rapidly escalating heartbeat.
“No.” She pouted again. “But it looks like you do.”
He smiled down at her, then kissed her again. He took his time sampling
her ripe mouth, her tantalizing tongue. When he drew back they were both
breathing hard. “Anything about that seem weird to you?”
“Well, no. But I’m sure something’s off. By this time, you’re usually
inside me and you’ve made me come at least once.”
“I’ve got plans for tonight.” He touched his finger to her mouth, ran
the tip along her moist lower lip. “And believe me, they involve you getting
off more than once.”
She smiled that cat-with-the-cream smile. “That’s okay then. For a
moment I thought you’d been replaced by some mutant form who didn’t care for
sex.”
“No chance of that. Come here.”
Chapter Eight
Reed shifted against the headboard until Lissa sat between his legs with
her back to his chest. She dropped her head onto his shoulder, loving how he
nibbled on her ear before sliding his open mouth slowly down her neck.
“Things have been pretty hot between us this week.”
She smiled. “That’s an understatement.”
“You enjoy trying new things. I like that about you.”
It was easy trying anything with Reed, Lissa thought as the touch of his
mouth against her collarbone sent delicious thrills rippling through her body.
Although they hadn’t known each other that long, she trusted him. Perhaps too
much. She had to keep some sort of barrier between them, so that when they
finally called a halt to their arrangement, she wouldn’t be left feeling things
she had no right to feel.
Hurt. Loss. Disappointment.
“I’ve got a surprise for you.”
She turned her head slightly and looked up at him. “What sort of
surprise?”
“No need to look quite so suspicious. It’s something I hope you’ll
enjoy. That we’ll both enjoy.”
He nudged her head until she was facing forward again and looking at
them both in the big ornate mirror facing the bed.
In the mirror, she saw Reed reach out to the panel above the bed and
push a button.
The lights dimmed, and in the mirror their images faded to be replaced
by a lit room and a huge bed, similar to the one she and Reed shared. As Lissa
stared, the door beyond the mirror opened and a woman stepped in. She wore a
long silky red shift dress with shoestring straps at the shoulders.
Apparently oblivious to being watched, she sat on the huge bed,
stretched her arms overhead, then lay back.
“Reed, what…”
“Shh.” He tightened his hold around her waist. “Just watch.”
The door opened again and a man walked in. He was a strapping guy, well
over six feet and with shoulders that almost filled the doorframe. Like Reed,
he was shirtless, but wore low slung jeans with the waist button undone.
His hair was as dark as the woman’s was fair. Short as the woman’s was
long, falling almost to her waist.
Lissa continued to stare even as her pulse quickened and her blood
heated. She wondered why it had taken her so long to put two and two together.
Nobody ever had that big a mirror forming the wall of a hotel room, plus there
was the ceiling…
This was no ordinary hotel.
As if to add weight to her musings, the man stood beside the bed looking
down at the prostrate woman, and slowly slid down his zip. The woman gyrated as
she watched him, drawing her arms up and lifting her hair in the process. Her
breasts rose as she dropped her stretched arms back on the pillow.
The man placed a knee on the bed, then leaned over the woman, his hands on
either side of her waist. He dropped his mouth to her breast, sucking hard on
her silk-covered nipple. After a few moments he raised his head, leaving a dark
stain on the woman’s dress where his mouth had been.
Lissa caught her bottom lip
between her teeth as her heart began to pump. Her own nipples hardened, her
breasts rising and falling with her rapidly escalating heartbeat.
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