Anytime by Kim Louise

Author:Kim Louise
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

The after-session cleanup did little to cool Gena’s need. The sessions always kicked her desire into overdrive, but today with Marlowe, she’d been more excited than she could remember. Her sessions always left her wet and wanting. She’d put her wetness right where Marlowe could see it and was not ashamed at how damp her thong must have looked to him.

As they walked down the corridor and passed guests heading off in various directions to their sessions, she replayed their face time position again and again in her mind. Sweat dampened her skin. She was grateful that Marlowe was carrying her boxes so that her hands were free to fan her face.

“I feel like a Roman candle,” Marlowe said, speaking her thoughts. His face bore the expression of a man on the verge of a slow-building orgasm.

“I’m hot, too,” she responded, on the verge of something herself.

Marlowe licked those easy lips of his in a way that told her he’d be good at licking her feminine ones. “How hot?” he asked.

It was a dare. She knew it. An irresistible one. Why did she insist that he help her demonstrate a position? Why had she told him about the position session at all? One reason. To ride that big dick again.

With her heart and her lust racing, she took his elbow. “Come with me.”

With her two Ms—Marlowe and her mask—she felt a swelling freedom and a recklessness that kept her as hot as a pot on a constant boil. She tossed away notions of all the mistakes she’d made with men. For as long as that big, sweet dick would salute her, she would be wet and ready for it…anytime.

She’d heard of people with missing limbs having phantom sensations. Pains and itches in places where an arm or a leg used to be. Since Marlowe’s arrival, she’d had phantom jumps, trembles and pulsations from her missing organ. The imaginary tip of her sexual mountain tightened and pointed straight at a man so sexy, his presence made the needs of every other guest vanish like ghosts in a dream.

She led him downstairs and across the hall from Erotic City. A handful of couples had meandered below to make out or talk away from the crowds. Gena and Marlowe glanced casually at a few and marched past the rest.

The current passing between them was so strong it should have been visible as white-hot electric charges. Tiny lightning strikes ricocheting from body to body. Gena fished a key card from the box and passed it in front of a square panel. To most guests, it looked like a flat sangria-colored box on the side of a wall. A slight push revealed a large door that opened into a room she’d designed herself.

“Um,” was all Marlowe said when he went in.

Gena didn’t know if that was a sound of approval or surprise.

The room was reserved for special guests—those who were really into a more toyful lifestyle, as she’d once been herself.

It was called the Grand Chamber.

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