to face her friend.
“I’ve grown used to being alone—”
“You’re full of shit,” Ella snapped.
“You’ve grown used to hiding, Marey. Risking nothing and having nothing, and
letting Vince terrify you. I won’t have James talk to Sax.” She lifted her chin
stubbornly. “I think he’s doing the right thing, and I think he’s the right man
for you. So forget it.”
“You’re such a bitch!” Marey snarled.
“Takes one to know one,” Ella snapped back
childishly, frowning back at her mulishly. “Maybe you’ll get lucky and Sax will
spank it out of you. Oh, but you might enjoy that. I’ll tell him to hold off on
it for a while.”
Marey narrowed her eyes warningly. Ella’s
response was a cool little smile as she moved to her feet, facing her
defiantly.
“That’s low,” Marey growled furiously.
“No, dear, low is telling you what a
magical tongue he has,” she sighed mockingly. “And how much he fairly loves to
eat pussy. The man is a connoisseur. He can go at it for hours, and leave you
screaming for more.”
Oh, she didn’t need to hear that. Her pussy
flooded, her juices easing from her vagina to coat the bare, waxed folds beyond
as she remembered just how good his tongue was.
Ella’s expression was mockingly ecstatic,
her eyes gleaming in confrontation, her lips curved into a satisfied little
smile.
“And he has stamina…” She drew the word out
pleasurably as Marey breathed in slowly, reining in her response. “His cock
stretches you, makes you burn, makes you beg…” She closed her eyes dreamily.
“He’s almost as good as James.”
“Glad to know I rate in there somewhere.”
The sound of James’ amused, deep voice had
both of them jumping in startled awareness as they turned to stare at the door.
He lounged against the doorframe,
incredibly handsome, sinfully sexy. Marey well understood why her friend had
been so besotted with him for so many years.
“This is a private conversation.” Despite
her furious blushes, Ella drew herself up haughtily and faced her husband.
Though Marey had no problem seeing the arousal that flared in her eyes.
“So I heard.” His lips curved in a smile,
his eyes gleaming with laughter. “Very interesting one as well,” he mused as he
crossed his arms over his broad chest. “Should I let Sax know you’re up for a
visit?”
“No!” Marey’s furious exclamation joined
Ella’s as they both faced him now.
He chuckled in response.
“Go play or something, James.” Ella waved
her hand at him dismissively. “This is girl talk.”
“So I heard,” he drawled. “But maybe you
would both like to know that Sax is due here in about ten minutes to go over a
new product that’s in design at the moment and to share a beer while he bemoans
a certain woman’s stubbornness. Marey might want to run while she has the
chance. He’s just waiting to catch her out of that fortress she owns, and she
looks pretty primed right now.”
He glanced to her breasts and Marey’s gaze
dropped to the royal blue silk covering the full mounds. Her nipples were
poking against it like a four alarm signal for an all-night fuck.
Her gaze flew to Ella’s in horror.
“This is your fault,” she snapped. “I
didn’t need to hear any of that.”
“But you still love me.” Ella grinned.
“Bitch,” Marey snarled again. “And yes, I
still love you. But I am gone like the wind.”
And she wasted no time in running. Sax was
on a very, very short leash right now, and she knew it. As much as she loved
Ella, there wasn’t a chance in hell she was sticking around to see him. Because
her own desires were on an even shorter leash, and growing fiercer by the day.
Chapter Three
She locked her doors when she got home.
Ignored the doorbell, thanking God that Ella hadn’t given Sax the code into the
house as she had the gates. The next morning, she did likewise. Cowardice? Hell
yes, she told herself fiercely. Sax terrified her where her weakness to him