Dreaming Spires by Juliet Hastings

Author:Juliet Hastings [Juliet Hastings]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ebury Publishing
Published: 2001-01-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Catherine couldn’t quite remember how she had got back to her room, but she must have done, because she woke up in her own bed. The curtains were only half closed, and a bright shaft of morning sunlight was lying across the floor, making her squint.

She didn’t feel as ill as she expected. Somehow she had imagined that an evening of total debauchery would have left her feeling worse than this: sick, dirty, wicked. But actually, she felt all right. A bit puzzled, a bit tender between the legs, but basically all right. Of course, they had been so busy having sex that she hadn’t had time to drink much, so at least she didn’t have a hangover.

What would James think of what she had done last night? Was he open-minded enough to see it for what it was, just a bit of harmless entertainment? Maggie had the right idea about things like this, almost a man’s attitude, following her sexual urges and not worrying about all the relationship crap. James would see it differently. He liked to be alone with her.

He had liked it, once. Now he liked to be alone with someone else: with Elaine.

Catherine frowned, trying to drive the thought of James from her mind. He wasn’t hers any more; perhaps he never had been. She couldn’t go on tormenting herself by thinking about him. Why did she? She had to think about something else.

That was easy enough, for now. Last night she had got an idea of what a Roman orgy might have been like. Although, mind you, in an orgy there would be bound to have been slaves involved. How would that have changed things? What would that power differential have done to it? Mm, an interesting speculation. Perhaps worthy of something in the novel.

The bloody novel! She needed to get something down on paper today. Perhaps unsurprisingly, she had woken late, and she had to host a writing workshop at three, but that gave her a couple of hours to head over to the UL and really try to crack this opening chapter.

But she had meant to test the bike in the morning. Maybe she could go there instead? But that was just putting off. It would have to wait. After class would do. She really had to get some work done.

In the shower she washed between her legs and felt how sticky it was there, as if she had scarcely dried out since last night. Tentatively, she parted her labia and felt between them, wondering if Bill’s massive cock had caused some damage, some tearing or stretching that she hadn’t noticed yet. It didn’t seem to have done anything, though, other than leave her a little pulpy and tender.

Touching herself felt good. She ran one hand over her breast, guided the stream of water from the shower between her legs, and brought herself to a quick orgasm, still standing, just catching her breath when the spasms took her. Then she washed herself again, gently but thoroughly, enjoying the sensitivity of her flesh following her climax.

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