Live Love Rewind: The Three Lives of Leah Preston Read Online Free PDF

between her legs. “Please don’t,” she said, her voice fading. She knew she should cry out or fight back.
    She didn’t do either of those things. She wanted him.
    “Haven’t you ever had a stranger?” he demanded.
    “It’s none of your business!”
    “Maybe just this once, then.” He nuzzled the small of her neck. “Don’t you get tired of being the good girl?”
    Yes, oh, yes.
    “What would Jenna do?”
    “How do you know about Jenna?”
    Ryan reached between her legs, his fingers opening to catch the moistness there. He touched her briefly, arousing her, before pulling his hand away. His arm moved behind her and she felt him touch himself.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Readying myself for you.” Spreading the cheeks of her ass, he shifted his body. Then something big and stiff slipped inside the opening of her anus.
    Leah jumped. “No!”
    Coated by the wetness of her own desire, his dick pushed forward.
    “No, don’t. I – I can’t.”
    “Leah, it’s time.” Corded and thick, his cock entered her.
    Her entire body felt on fire as he slid inside of her. She could feel herself stretching to engulf him. “Ryan!”
    There was a pounding at the door and she opened her eyes. Keys rattled and Agent One Bear entered her room. “Are you all right?”
    “Yes.”
    “I heard you cry out,” the big man said.
    “It was…a dream. I was having a dream.”
    “I’ve been calling to you from outside,” Ryan said. “It’s time to get going. Agent Wexler will be here soon.”
     
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    Ryan One Bear stayed at the safe house as the Hummer drove off. Jon sat at the steering wheel, guiding them to their mystery destination. With Clarissa riding shotgun beside him, Leah was left in the center of the vehicle’s second row seat.
    She stared out at the surrounding desert. Southern Nevada had its own kind of beauty but she’d seen enough of it while traveling yesterday. It had taken less than an hour before she’d grown weary of staring out at rough terrain filled with sand and cactus.
    Her earlier efforts at striking up a conversation had been unsuccessful. Clarissa wasn’t interested in speaking to her and Jon was savvy enough to follow his supervisor’s lead. Even after their truck left the main road, bumping onto a gravel strip not much wider than the vehicle itself, nothing of interest was said or shared.
    All of which left Leah a little too much time to think.
    You know what last night’s dream was about, right? she asked herself. Your subconscious is trying to tell you something.
    You should never have agreed to that contract. Knowing better, you signed it, anyway.
    Now you’re about to get fucked up the ass.
    Finally she slept, only to awaken as the Hummer stopped outside of a guard gate. Jon gave the sentry a package before providing identification cards for himself and his passengers. His conversation was muted but she caught a few, startling words.
    “Did you say ‘Area 51’?” Leah asked as Hummer moved past the gate.
    “What of it?” Clarissa’s tone was curt.
    “I heard the guard. He said something about Area 51. We’re going – oh, my God, I don’t believe it.” Leah shifted in her seat, bringing her feet to the floorboard. “Now I understand.”
    “Which is?”
    “Area 51. Everyone knows Area 51, it’s famous.” When neither of the others responded, she stated, “Flying saucers, extraterrestrials. I’m an ambassador to the stars.”
    “Look at who I have to work with,” Clarissa complained to Jon. She turned in her seat. “Area 51 is in Nevada, you’re correct in that much. But the base was miles ago, back where you saw the sign for Groom Lake. It’s a very ordinary military facility, with a number of perfectly adequate researchers. If you ask the scientists there about alien life, they’ll laugh at you.”
    Leah felt deflated. “So all of the theories, all of the stories, they’re just pretend. Area 51 is a hoax.”
    “Area 51 is very real, as I just told