it.”
“Erin. Baby. Wake up. I’ve got to go.” Danny’s deep voice drifted through Erin’s mind and she blinked her eyes open in time to see him yawn.
“I must have dozed off for a minute.”
“Try twenty,” he laughed, disengaging his arm from around her shoulders as he sat up in the bed. “But no worries. I went down right after you.”
“ Mmmm . Doesn’t that sound like fun?” Erin rolled to her side then onto her knees and wrapped her arms around his body, resting the side of her head against his back. His laughter reverberated beneath her ear and she hugged him tighter, enjoying the faraway echo.
“Another hidden naughtiness I never knew about? Erin Benson, mistress of the innuendo.”
“Oh yeah. That’s me.” She reluctantly released him and they slid off opposite sides of her huge bed.
“Well, I can let the double-entendre thing slide, but I’m not about to forget anytime soon that you harbor more than a passing interest in ‘all eyes, front and center’.”
She walked to the bathroom with an ease that surprised her, given the fact she was buck naked, and grabbed her robe.
“It’s my characters, not me,” she said, tightening the sash and leaning against the doorjamb. She watched him disentangle his boxers and slowly pull them up his long legs. She really shouldn’t be ready to jump him again, but she was. Very, very ready. He reached for his jeans and she stuffed her hands in the pockets of her garment before she walked over and did something crazy like rip the pants out of his hand and toss them aside. Then proceed to stroke his more than adequate package into full hardness. He zipped his cock away and motioned for her to lead the way out of the bedroom.
“No, babe. It’s you, under the guise of your lady heroine. You’re dying to be naughty. I know you are. And I think you just want an out. A means to justify your kinky little nature that no one knows about except me.”
She picked up his shirt and pitched it at his chest, more than a little bereft when he pulled it on and covered up his toned upper body.
“You’re crazy.” Erin hoped the little laugh she offered was convincing.
“We’ll see.” He walked over and pulled her in for a gentle kiss, whispering against her lips. “I’ll text you. Be ready.”
“For what?” she asked, watching him pull the screen open and step outside. She would have leaned forward and offered another kiss but he moved his arm and the mesh barrier was suddenly between them.
“For anything, Erin. For everything .”
He turned on his heel and promptly disappeared into the darkness.
Chapter Four
Six people want to watch how beautiful you are when you’re hanging on the brink…ready to come.
Erin clasped her phone to her breast and gasped, garnering the attention of the two women sitting across from her on the train. She cleared her throat, offered a small smile and slowly moved her phone back into viewing range. The message was still the same.
Six people. What in the name of all that was holy was he talking about? Who sent texts like that during the Monday-morning rush-hour commute?
Erin felt her face flush and quickly turned her head to look out the window. The low rises and graffiti-ridden concrete walls zipped by in a blur, a distinct contradiction to the nine hours that had elapsed since Danny had left her bed. She had shut the French door behind him, startled to see her serene reflection in the glass. Her initial reaction had been to log in to the dating website, but by the time she navigated to the place to leave an update, she had no desire to share the fact she had slept with the hottest of younger men. She wanted to keep Daniel and the pleasure he’d elicited all to herself.
How beautiful you are. Was she being a complete moron believing he actually thought that? Words were easy for some men. They carried not the slightest bit of substance behind them, she knew from experience. Times from when “I love
“Erin. Baby. Wake up. I’ve got to go.” Danny’s deep voice drifted through Erin’s mind and she blinked her eyes open in time to see him yawn.
“I must have dozed off for a minute.”
“Try twenty,” he laughed, disengaging his arm from around her shoulders as he sat up in the bed. “But no worries. I went down right after you.”
“ Mmmm . Doesn’t that sound like fun?” Erin rolled to her side then onto her knees and wrapped her arms around his body, resting the side of her head against his back. His laughter reverberated beneath her ear and she hugged him tighter, enjoying the faraway echo.
“Another hidden naughtiness I never knew about? Erin Benson, mistress of the innuendo.”
“Oh yeah. That’s me.” She reluctantly released him and they slid off opposite sides of her huge bed.
“Well, I can let the double-entendre thing slide, but I’m not about to forget anytime soon that you harbor more than a passing interest in ‘all eyes, front and center’.”
She walked to the bathroom with an ease that surprised her, given the fact she was buck naked, and grabbed her robe.
“It’s my characters, not me,” she said, tightening the sash and leaning against the doorjamb. She watched him disentangle his boxers and slowly pull them up his long legs. She really shouldn’t be ready to jump him again, but she was. Very, very ready. He reached for his jeans and she stuffed her hands in the pockets of her garment before she walked over and did something crazy like rip the pants out of his hand and toss them aside. Then proceed to stroke his more than adequate package into full hardness. He zipped his cock away and motioned for her to lead the way out of the bedroom.
“No, babe. It’s you, under the guise of your lady heroine. You’re dying to be naughty. I know you are. And I think you just want an out. A means to justify your kinky little nature that no one knows about except me.”
She picked up his shirt and pitched it at his chest, more than a little bereft when he pulled it on and covered up his toned upper body.
“You’re crazy.” Erin hoped the little laugh she offered was convincing.
“We’ll see.” He walked over and pulled her in for a gentle kiss, whispering against her lips. “I’ll text you. Be ready.”
“For what?” she asked, watching him pull the screen open and step outside. She would have leaned forward and offered another kiss but he moved his arm and the mesh barrier was suddenly between them.
“For anything, Erin. For everything .”
He turned on his heel and promptly disappeared into the darkness.
Chapter Four
Six people want to watch how beautiful you are when you’re hanging on the brink…ready to come.
Erin clasped her phone to her breast and gasped, garnering the attention of the two women sitting across from her on the train. She cleared her throat, offered a small smile and slowly moved her phone back into viewing range. The message was still the same.
Six people. What in the name of all that was holy was he talking about? Who sent texts like that during the Monday-morning rush-hour commute?
Erin felt her face flush and quickly turned her head to look out the window. The low rises and graffiti-ridden concrete walls zipped by in a blur, a distinct contradiction to the nine hours that had elapsed since Danny had left her bed. She had shut the French door behind him, startled to see her serene reflection in the glass. Her initial reaction had been to log in to the dating website, but by the time she navigated to the place to leave an update, she had no desire to share the fact she had slept with the hottest of younger men. She wanted to keep Daniel and the pleasure he’d elicited all to herself.
How beautiful you are. Was she being a complete moron believing he actually thought that? Words were easy for some men. They carried not the slightest bit of substance behind them, she knew from experience. Times from when “I love
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