Courting Trouble. Kimberly Dean

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СКАЧАТЬ stripped off the rest of her clothes. The camisole stuck to her skin, which had become sweaty, and her panties were downright damp.

      She was wet and hot down there, too.

      So damn hot.

      Panting hard, she stared at the ceiling and spread her legs. Reaching down, she tried to align the thick plastic rod with where it was supposed to go.

      She gasped when it brushed over her clit.

      ‘Ohhhh.’ Her moan wafted through the air.

      The device was hard and smooth, but plastic and foreign.

      Her hips rolled as she found the notch between her pussy lips. They eagerly kissed the wicked plaything, sucking it into place. Her hips rolled up reflexively, but then jerked back down to the mattress when her conscience gave a yelp.

      Sienna covered her face with her hand.

      She shouldn’t want to do this. Sex was something meant to be enjoyed between a man and a woman. Or a man and a man, or two women. Or more. She bit her lip. Consenting adults. She wasn’t one to cast judgment. Heck, she lived in Logan Circle. It had one of the largest LGBT populations in the city. This was just a personal hang-up for her.

      A hang-up that was causing her considerable grief at the moment.

      The air-conditioning finally kicked back in. The cool breeze blew across her nipples, making them pucker tightly. She was so aroused, every nerve ending was tingling.

      Oh, damn, but she needed this.

      ‘I’m gonna do you so hard, you naughty girl,’ Drummer Boy said gruffly. ‘I’m gonna fuck you until you beg.’

      Sienna’s hips twisted, seeking relief that was only inches away.

      Kyle. They were finished and she was still angry with him, but she tried to picture his face and hard body. Her eyes closed tightly as she tried to remember what he’d looked like when he was on top of her.

      Her eyes popped open when another man entirely came into her conscience.

      She let out a shuddering moan.

      She didn’t even know him. He’d just been a guest in the crowd.

      Yet she could imagine vividly what his muscled body would look like naked as he crawled atop of her, intending to fuck her into oblivion.

      Her neck arched on the pillow.

      It didn’t take much to imagine his hot breaths on her neck and his demanding mouth on her nipples.

      Her heels slid upwards and dug into the mattress.

      ‘Take it,’ the male voice next door growled. ‘Feel me inside you, my little slut.’

      The vibrator slid an inch into her by accident. The rest of it Sienna took on purpose. Her hand simply thrust, and her hips rose as her pussy greedily accepted the penetration.

      ‘Oh, God. Oh, God!’ she whimpered.

      It felt so good.

      He felt so good.

      That intense-looking man at the party was suddenly the one inside her, filling her and grinding deep. She pulled the vibrator out a bit and pushed it back in. It slid smoothly through her wetness, even though her body was squeezing tight.

      She was glad of the size of the device, eager for its length.

      Would he whisper to her as he took her?

      Kyle had never wanted to talk, but that hard-looking man? He’d say impossibly dirty things to her as he rode her. He’d be aggressive and in her space.

      Sienna pumped the vibrator faster, loving it.

      She felt the man’s hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples and licking the pain away. She tasted the champagne that had been on his lips, and she heard his desperate swear words as she ran her fingers down to the base of his spine.

      ‘I’m almost there,’ Margo cried. ‘So close.’

      So was Sienna. Her breaths were heaving in her lungs, and her breasts were juddering hard. Her hair stroked across her skin before splaying wildly across the pillow.

      Most blatantly, though, her legs were spread wide, knees bent, as she rocked her hips up and down, taking the pink sex toy. She was so consumed, so involved, she didn’t care when her fingers brushed against her distended lips. It was the stranger’s rough fingers stroking her so intimately; it was he who was plucking at her sensitive clit.

      Sienna nearly came off the bed when she hit a button she hadn’t known was there. It was the power switch. She hadn’t even had the thing turned on!

      Her cry was sharp, and her pussy squeezed spasmodically.

      There was a reason it was called a vibrator.

      She turned her head and let out another cry of delight into her pillow. She came so hard, every muscle in her body clenched. All she could do was gasp for air and hold on.

      And shudder.

      And relax.

      And feel her thighs clench again.

      She sagged against the bed as the orgasm wrung her dry. Obliterated and exhausted, she lay there with the vibrator still trembling inside her.

      ‘Sweet dreams, Sienna,’ the drummer called from the next room.

      She didn’t even realise that meant they’d heard her. In her head, it was her fantasy man talking to her – the one who’d made her knees go weak with only a look.

      Sweet dreams indeed.

      Rolling onto her side, she pressed her knees together as the vibrator tickled and played.

      She was keeping the thing, and she was keeping him – her secret lover who could be pulled out whenever she felt this way again.

      Arm heavy, she clicked off the bedside lamp. She saw the business card just before the lights went out, and she sighed in contentment.

      As awkwardly as the night had begun, it was ending well. She’d had a gourmet dinner. A sexy fantasy man had made her orgasm like a spinning colour wheel, and she was calling for an interview in the morning.

      For what? She didn’t know and she didn’t care.

      It was the best night she’d had in months.

       Chapter Two

      Sienna sat in the lobby of Luxxor’s sumptuous office suite, half stunned and half panicked that she was actually here. She still couldn’t believe that they’d scheduled her for an interview on the same morning that she’d called. All it had taken was the mention of Nina Lockwood’s name, СКАЧАТЬ