Open All Night by Sahara Kelly

Author:Sahara Kelly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, crime, humor, gang, contemporary, librarian, cops, casablanca, stolen goods, adult movies
Publisher: Sahara Kelly

Chapter Seventeen

Daphne had found her way into the studios without much difficulty, and had been pointed towards “Big John’s” office by an efficient-looking receptionist. Surprised that the woman had human-sized breasts, little cleavage to speak of, and a very business-like attitude, Daphne had thanked her and made her way down the hallway to a half-open door at the end.

It was late now, the offices were quiet, the studio dimmed - apparently there’d been no filming today - and she heard the murmur of voices as she neared the end of the hallway.

She froze.

It was her voice. And Jack’s.

Tiptoeing silently into the large office, she stopped dead. Jack was sitting with his back to her, behind a large desk littered with papers. In front of him, and clearly visible to Daphne, was a healthy-sized computer monitor, and on that…

Oh. My. God.

For the second time that day, Daphne felt her knees buckle, and she clung on to what was left of her sanity with both hands, her toes and her front teeth.

They’d been filmed.

Filmed doing - ohmigod that - not to mention…that.

A sick and ugly lump grew in her stomach and spread to her throat. Did these people have no morals? Did these men do this all the time with their dates? Share videos over coffee? Save the best for the Christmas parties?

She caught her own voice… “I’m making you crazy?”

Hah. She’d show this…this voyeur…crazy. Her knuckles tightened around the heavy book in her arms. It would make a very satisfying sound if she heaved it across the room at that male head.

Her muscles tensed, but then she heard his voice on the speakers. “Please…Daph…”

And in spite of the disgust that threatened to choke her, she found herself watching the couple on the screen, scarcely able to realize that the woman writhing and moaning in pleasure was herself.

And then she caught a glimpse of him.

Jack.

Upside down, his face was a study in emotions - raw sensuality poured from every expression, and nothing was held back.

Even Daphne had to admit that this wasn’t the face of a man putting on a show for the cameras. This was real. This was someone loving someone else. A man loving a woman. Jack…loving her.

She held her breath, waiting for the moment to end and the images to flicker to their inevitable finale. The sound of her own orgasm shuddered into her ears and she felt a blush spread over her cheeks.

Damn, she was loud.

She swallowed down a ball of something bittersweet, and took a breath, ready to launch into the biggest yell she could dredge from her lungs. But once more, she paused.

The video had ended, the two of them lying boneless and exhausted on the huge bed. And Jack moved.

His hand went to the screen and he ran a finger down over her image. “Damn, babe…I love you so much…”

The words were almost a whisper, but in the silence of the office she heard them clearly. And her heart melted into a puddle.

He loved her.

Her ears burned and her eyes filled with tears.

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