Read Online Cold Steel and Hot Lead [How the West Was Done 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Karen Mercury - Free Book Online

another woman! Alameda was very firm on that subject. It was the price a man had to pay for obtaining a lifelong companion who oversaw all the details of the home life, freeing up the man to pursue an exciting political career. As for Rudy—well, Alameda was a modern woman with suffragist leanings. If a man preferred the delights of a well-muscled masculine body—and who wouldn’t? She could hardly blame him—that was his business entirely.
    Alameda pinched her nipple then diddled it with her fingertip, sending waves of delightful bliss shooting straight into her pussy. She fiddled with more concentration at her button, allowing herself to think of Derrick’s athletic form. He must partake of some sports, that was obvious from the tapering of his wide shoulders down to his narrow waist. His biceps bulged through the thin cotton of his shirt, and when he crossed an ankle over the opposite knee while sitting, the sinewy strength of his thigh muscles made her breathing come shallow and anxious.
    It was invigorating just to sit next to him. He simply exuded a power and rough sexuality. She knew he was a beast in bed, and it did no harm to imagine his sculpted lips slathering against her collarbone, his swelling crotch straining against her pubic bone. Alameda could acutely smell his citrus eau de cologne bathing the skin of her neck and shoulders.
    She imagined his chest, broad, athletic, with a sprinkling of glossy hair over the juicy pectorals. Oh, how she would nibble on the tangerine taste of his bullet-hard nipple, causing him to gasp and jump and thrust his admirable penis against her mound! Her diddling at her extended clitoris came furiously, the slime dripping down her fingers as she stroked the eager, bulging appendage. Oh, what would it be like, licking a hungry trail down the center of that brawny abdomen? To find the soft trace of shiny hair that arrowed down to his navel and beyond into the steamy delights of his crotch?
    Alameda came so unexpectedly, she swooned into a kind of stupor. Her mind went numb, a shutting down of all senses. Waves of ecstasy clutched her inner canal, clenching her uterus into a solid knot of orgasmic joy. She forgot to tinker with her nipple, the convulsions were so strong, sucking all rational thought from her brain. She slapped her free hand onto the marble of the vanity as the spasms came closer together, stronger, as though her pussy wanted to chomp on her poor fingers.
    The next thing she knew, she was in a heap on the floor. What had happened? Panting, dizzy, and not a little bit frightened, she looked up at the vanity. Something warm trickled into the corner of her eye. Lifting a shaky hand to touch it, she found herself looking at bloodied fingers. What in the name of hell?
    A soft knocking came at the door. “Alameda?”
    Whipping her head around, she looked at the door. Derrick!
    “Yes?” she called. Her efforts to sound innocent didn’t turn out well. She sounded like the panic-stricken strumpet that she was.
    “Rudy would like to go to the Oddfellows Hall now, if you’re ready.”
    Ready? She had forgotten all about the Oddfellows Hall, where “Deluxe Dora” was supposed to make her debut. “Please come in,” she stupidly said. She wasn’t thinking straight. Her skull was beginning to throb.
    Derrick shut the door behind him, frowning with concern when he viewed her bedraggled form huddled on the carpet. “Alameda! What happened?” He squatted down next to her, feeling her bare arms as though for broken bones.
    “I don’t know. One minute I was standing up in front of the mirror, and the next second I was collapsed down here.”
    “You’re bleeding! You must have hit your head on the edge of that countertop. Look. Let me help you.”
    He assisted her to stand. She was quite wobbly on her feet. Devastated from the recent turmoil of the fantasies, the orgasm, the braining on the marble, Alameda wasn’t alert enough to be mortified that one of her breasts