them vibrators.
When the two women slipped inside the farmhouse, he shifted the paper bag in his arms and grinned at her.
“I’ve already got a mistress lined up for Loren. She saw Loren’s photo and fell in love with her. How about you? Do you prefer women over men?”
Shit! What was the right answer?
“Depends who pays more,” she answered carefully.
“That’s what I like to hear. A woman who is open minded. You’ll go far in this business if you don’t limit your possibilities.”
Sky forced herself to return his smile. He waved his hand in a sweeping gesture toward the building.
“After you,” he said.
Sky swallowed nervously as she passed him and the full paper bag he clutched in his hands.
Vibrators! Were they the same kind she used? A delicious seven-inch long dong, one inch wide with the utmost in satisfying power.
Unbidden came a fantasy of Jim lying naked on a bed. Tangled sheets wrapped around his muscular thighs as he kneeled on a bed between her widespread thighs. A tempting glimpse of dark curly hair and a sizeable penis hung from him. Hooded dark eyes seared into hers as he thrust the vibrator into her pussy.
“Seems like the crew has already turned in to prepare,” Loverboy commented.
“Prepare?” Sky asked as they entered the farmhouse.
“For their lessons.”
Right. Should she ask him questions about the lessons? Or would she appear too curious?
“Don’t worry, Sky. I’ll introduce you to the lessons slowly. See if you like it. Then I’ll give you more details about the job.”
Oh dear. How in the world was she going to be able to go through with this? Or maybe the question would be, how far was she willing to go to get this guy?
“Ah, there is the new recruit.” Loverboy cooed as he peered up the steep staircase.
Sky followed his gaze and her mouth went dry with shock as she caught sight of a man standing in the shadows at the top of the stairs. Although she couldn’t see his face, she recognized his well-built physique. Slim hips, the lean torso, wide shoulders, and those lethal long fingers.
Oh-my-God!
Jim !
Chapter Three
“Would you like something to eat? Or drink?” Loverboy broke into her thoughts.
Her heart pounded insanely in her ears and she realized she’d been holding her breath.
“No thanks…I’m tired. If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to lie down for awhile. I must have drunk too many tequilas.”
The sooner she ditched Loverboy, the sooner Jim and she could look around and hopefully find something about the missing woman.
“Jim!” Loverboy called up the stairs. “Would you mind showing Sky to her room? It’s the last one on the end of the hall. Right side.”
“Sure. Come on up, Sky.”
Sky shivered at the sound of Jim’s husky voice curling out of the shadows. She was about to start up the stairs when Loverboy asked her to stay a moment.
“Here, this one is for you,” he said as he reached into the bag and produced a white box for her.
Her very own vibrator. How quaint. Asshole .
“Thank you. I’m sure this will come in very handy,” she said quickly, hiding her annoyance.
“Your welcome, Sky.”
She watched him stroll through a nearby doorway and disappear. A moment later she heard the excited squeal of females.
What was he? A sex magnate?
Screw Loverboy. She had her own hottie to deal with. Jim was her backup. Why the Chief had eluded to tell her, was a mystery but she was glad he was here. A sweet hum whipped through her at Jim’s hot stare as she ascended the stairs toward him. When she neared the top, she noticed he had a new look too. His medium length brown hair had been cut shorter and was now brushed and greased back off his face giving him a bad boy mafia appearance. He wore a black short-sleeved t-shirt, which showed off his powerful muscles. And his jeans being so tight, she easily saw the large bulge between his thighs.
He stood right there in front of her, barring her way with his muscular
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