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Authors: Dede Craig
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room was a large double leather couch, a similar color to the single antique armchairs. On each side of her were floor-to-ceiling shelves of books. She walked over to the left and raised her hand, gliding it across the book titles while she walked slowly.
“Lolita.” She read the title aloud and smiled, bemused. She removed the small book from the shelf and opened the cover. It had no dust jacket, the pages yellowed and crispy. A first edition, no doubt. She replaced it, not wanting it to disintegrate beneath her fingers. Her eyes widened when she glimpsed the next title. Jane Eyre . She carefully removed the book. The classic was one of her favorites and it had a glossy dust jacket and Borders price tag. This was a safer option, so she slowly walked to the double couch and sat down with the book.
The library was shadowy, except for a few of the lamps illuminating the armchairs. She opened the book, glancing at the first line, but none of the words registered. Her mind drifted instead to Liam.
How did she get to this point so fast? She was literally sitting and waiting for a man she had just met. A mind-numbing, smoking hot god, she reminded herself. She was sure he held the power to literally control her breathing. Just the thought of what they had did in this very house sent shivers of desire up her spine. She licked her lips and pushed her head backwards then rested it on the back of the couch.
She couldn’t wait for him to walk in and do things to her she didn’t know she wanted or needed. Her nipples hardened, and she adjusted herself on the couch. She could already feel the familiar and wet pulsation between her legs. She pulled out her phone and stared at the screen. Should she call him or just wait? She teetered silently between the options.
She had always thought lovemaking only came when actual love was involved. She had never dared having sex with someone she wasn’t dating and had more than a physical attraction to. Yet here she was. He was nice enough, and hot enough. Would she be able to be with him, in that way, and not fall for him?
Gia sighed and closed her eyes. To hell with all her preconceived notions of relationships. Her celibacy had gotten her nowhere. He was as great a guy as any to have a fling with, even if it was purely physical. She yawned softly. He had to get here soon as she had an early call time. The sooner he got here the better.
* * * *
Gia stirred. Her body was being rocked slowly back and forth.
“Gia, wake up,” she heard Liam say, and her eyes flew open.
She must have fallen asleep. Her mind slowly returned to her, and with it, delicious realization. Liam was indeed there, and she smiled in excitement.
He was standing at the other end of the couch, looking at her with an expression of awe, bemusement, and raw lust. His dark gaze focused on her face. In the dim light of the library, he looked even sexier. He had changed into a simple V-neck white tee shirt and dark blue jeans. The hard muscle of his arms was taut, bent at his elbows with his hands on his hips.
She was still on the couch, facing him, though she had somehow brought herself to a lying position, with one leg on the couch and the other on the floor. With a start, she realized that she was still panty-less and facing him. That explained the raw lust. She should have closed her legs. In any other circumstance she would have. But right now, with a glance at his erection bulging through his jeans, she couldn’t help the naughty thrill that coursed through her, knowing that she was turning him on.
She smiled seductively as she looked at him through her lowered lashes and raised her hips slightly, giving him a full view of her moist slit. “Hey, you’re finally here. I must have dozed off,” she whispered.
His chest rose as he swallowed a sharp breath and licked his lips. They curved slowly at the corners and his eyes narrowed. But still, he said nothing, just staring.
Why was he just standing there? Gia
“Lolita.” She read the title aloud and smiled, bemused. She removed the small book from the shelf and opened the cover. It had no dust jacket, the pages yellowed and crispy. A first edition, no doubt. She replaced it, not wanting it to disintegrate beneath her fingers. Her eyes widened when she glimpsed the next title. Jane Eyre . She carefully removed the book. The classic was one of her favorites and it had a glossy dust jacket and Borders price tag. This was a safer option, so she slowly walked to the double couch and sat down with the book.
The library was shadowy, except for a few of the lamps illuminating the armchairs. She opened the book, glancing at the first line, but none of the words registered. Her mind drifted instead to Liam.
How did she get to this point so fast? She was literally sitting and waiting for a man she had just met. A mind-numbing, smoking hot god, she reminded herself. She was sure he held the power to literally control her breathing. Just the thought of what they had did in this very house sent shivers of desire up her spine. She licked her lips and pushed her head backwards then rested it on the back of the couch.
She couldn’t wait for him to walk in and do things to her she didn’t know she wanted or needed. Her nipples hardened, and she adjusted herself on the couch. She could already feel the familiar and wet pulsation between her legs. She pulled out her phone and stared at the screen. Should she call him or just wait? She teetered silently between the options.
She had always thought lovemaking only came when actual love was involved. She had never dared having sex with someone she wasn’t dating and had more than a physical attraction to. Yet here she was. He was nice enough, and hot enough. Would she be able to be with him, in that way, and not fall for him?
Gia sighed and closed her eyes. To hell with all her preconceived notions of relationships. Her celibacy had gotten her nowhere. He was as great a guy as any to have a fling with, even if it was purely physical. She yawned softly. He had to get here soon as she had an early call time. The sooner he got here the better.
* * * *
Gia stirred. Her body was being rocked slowly back and forth.
“Gia, wake up,” she heard Liam say, and her eyes flew open.
She must have fallen asleep. Her mind slowly returned to her, and with it, delicious realization. Liam was indeed there, and she smiled in excitement.
He was standing at the other end of the couch, looking at her with an expression of awe, bemusement, and raw lust. His dark gaze focused on her face. In the dim light of the library, he looked even sexier. He had changed into a simple V-neck white tee shirt and dark blue jeans. The hard muscle of his arms was taut, bent at his elbows with his hands on his hips.
She was still on the couch, facing him, though she had somehow brought herself to a lying position, with one leg on the couch and the other on the floor. With a start, she realized that she was still panty-less and facing him. That explained the raw lust. She should have closed her legs. In any other circumstance she would have. But right now, with a glance at his erection bulging through his jeans, she couldn’t help the naughty thrill that coursed through her, knowing that she was turning him on.
She smiled seductively as she looked at him through her lowered lashes and raised her hips slightly, giving him a full view of her moist slit. “Hey, you’re finally here. I must have dozed off,” she whispered.
His chest rose as he swallowed a sharp breath and licked his lips. They curved slowly at the corners and his eyes narrowed. But still, he said nothing, just staring.
Why was he just standing there? Gia
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