Taking a deep breath, Jewel knew pink washed across her cheeks. She was used to the open perusal from men until they saw her "bad" side, but she wasn't accustomed to anyone calling her beautiful afterward. This man was almost convincing, and his close appraisal made her feel even more uncomfortable. Wrapping her stand-offish armor tightly around herself, she looked the behemoth in the eye. "You're a talented liar."His dark brown eyes flashed in mild irritation before softening. "Yes, I was rude, but you took me by surprise and I reverted to the age of twelve." His velvet voice traveled across her skin. The timbre dripped sexual desire, if that was possible.She straightened her spine. "When you were twelve, you told girls with facial scars that they were beautiful?" She couldn't keep the derision from her voice.His lips tilted in a crooked smile. "No. I missed every opportunity due to being a foot taller, awkward, and having the beginnings of an acne problem. I swore when I grew u
He returned to the suite feeling relief that the sub was no longer there, but neither was Stephon. Matt picked up his favorite guitar, sank into the plush cushions of the couch, and began playing. He was no Krispin Righteous, the lead singer of their band, but he'd trained in classical music and tended to revert when troubling thoughts filled his brain. The hard rock band-bunnies would think he'd grown a second head if they heard the soft romantic melody of Brahms, which was never meant for guitar, though his talented fingers somehow made it work.He didn't hear the door, but when his eyes opened Stephon stood, rooted to the spot, just inside the entryway. "Did something bad happen that I need to know about?"Stephon knew Matt only played classical music when his thoughts troubled him. "No, nothing bad." He didn't expand the sentiment and he knew Stephon could tell his mood was off. "You didn't stick around for a morning quickie," he chided."That's more your thing, not mine," Matt qu
Her feet and back ached. She needed new shoes, but didn't have the funds for at least another month. The air conditioning bill was fifty dollars higher than she expected due to an early heat spell, and now the thermostat was set at eighty. The old squeaky ceiling fan did little more than move the hot air around, but it was better than nothing.Pulling bills and change from the pockets of her waitress dress, she smiled over the thought of number eight leaving her more than ten dollars in tip. The rest of her day wasn't bad either. Separating the bills, she hid them in two locations around the apartment. She didn't live in a good neighborhood, and she learned the hard way that with her waitress dress giving away her employment even the three locks on the door couldn't keep the thugs out. Waitress equaled cash and cash equaled a little drug money, or at least she figured that's why they ripped her off six months before.After a cold shower, she made herself dinner, un-packaging one of her
The sound of Jewel's laughter made Matt's cock stand at attention and press uncomfortably against the zipper of his jeans.Stephon would love her.The thought made him realize that this relationship wouldn't work. Women at the BDSM clubs knew what to expect with a menage scene. This lovely babe would run the other direction if he even asked her on a threesome date. She turned bright red every time he even looked at her body. She was just about as vanilla as they came, but the thoughts of not seeing her again caused an unexplained queasiness in the pit of his stomach."Are you okay?" Her laughter died away."Yeah, I'm fine." He knew he didn't sound fine.A buzzer sounded from the back.He watched her hips sway across the room as she entered the kitchen. Lord, she was perfect. He'd love to see her decked out in a skintight leather corset with black thigh highs. Silver four-inch heels would set off her gorgeous legs.Not going to happen.But Matt decided to dream a little for the rest of
She cleaned her small efficiency apartment in record time. It wasn't much, but she tried her best. They both knew tonight wasn't about dinner or dating. A woman didn't invite a man to her apartment without an agenda. This was about sex. Matt's constant flirting and the way he watched her over the past four days had her libido on high alert. She was a grown woman and men like Matt wanted sex. It just rarely happened that anyone worthwhile wanted it from her. Matt was different and saw past her scar; he actually desired her, and she wanted a night of un-adulterated lust. Her last sexual encounter was over a year ago and the creep lied to her. And, like the stupid woman she was, she believed him. After his wife called the diner and the two women had a heart to heart, Jewel left a not-so-nice message on his cell phone. He never came back or called again, and Jewel hoped his wife kicked his ass to the curb.She looked through her closet, but didn't really have anything sexy to wear. The li
His slight grin barely tipped the corners of his mouth. "I want a wild night of sex, but on my terms. I will only do what you allow, but I need you to understand my needs. If this is something you have no interest in, I'll pick up my bag," he nodded to the floor behind his chair, "and leave. I won't force my kinks on you."Kink had so many forms and she'd read about sadism and masochism, but pain during sex flat out scared her. "Do you want to hurt me?"His smile increased. "No, I have no intention of hurting you. I would like to play, and my kind of play becomes intense."She shook her head. "I can't believe we're talking about this.""Talk... communication is a must. If you say yes to trying things my way, I'll stop anything you're not okay with whenever you tell me." He continued to focus on her. "How many times do you normally orgasm when you have sex?"Oh, God, she couldn't believe he asked, and her hands came up to cover her eyes. Warm fingers took ahold of hers and lifted t
He didn't want her to know how much her reactions pleased him. Matt had dwelled on their "date" throughout the day. He could have sex with her once, walk away, and not look back, but he knew it would hurt her and somehow he knew she was destined to be in his and Stephon's lives no matter how ridiculous it sounded. At this time, throwing menage into the mix along with his other kinks would be completely over the top, so he could wait. This was a test and he needed to know she was open to trying new things. He enjoyed orgasm play more than giving pain, though Stephon needed to give and feel pain to satisfy his own kinks. Training the mind to accept pain as pleasure took a while when it was something you didn't know you wanted. If tonight didn't work out, he would know that the entire dynamic of his life wouldn't appeal to her and the thought terrified him. After his all-day mental rollercoaster ride, he decided to try, and headed to the local sex shop and bought some light toys to see ho
She held it stiffly and resisted when he pushed her hand down to her pussy."This will please me." His whisper accompanied a gentle bite to her earlobe.She shook her head back and forth. "I don't think so."Another slight tug with his teeth. "Are you saying red?"She remained quiet for a moment, but then sighed and her resistance melted.He turned on the bullet and she jumped. "Do you own a vibrator?" His fingers grazed her nipples.She responded with an indrawn breath and then answered when she let it out. "Of course.""Good girl. Do you like to use it on the outside or inside?"Her sigh of surrender was audible. "Both.""Show me," he said against her skin.She moved the bullet over her clit. His cock protested the confining pressure from his jeans, so he slowly rose from the bed and removed his clothes. Her hand stopped. "Did you take off your clothes?""Yes, but keep going, baby."Her lips formed a cute pout. "I want to see you.""Soon.""Help me.""I'm dreaming up