Tempting Him_An Obsessed Novella by Jeanne St. James

Author:Jeanne St. James [James, Jeanne St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Black silk or satin on a woman can be very sensuous. With a robe, a blouse or even a skirt, it clings to curves like a lover’s hand. As undergarments, it emphasizes the simple beauty of a breast, an ass cheek, the angle of a woman’s hip. And to watch Sky move around her kitchen in nothing but a black satin robe, hugging her generous curves, makes me hungry for more than just food.

It’s not only the robe, though. It’s what she’s wearing underneath it. Not panties. No. I know she never pulled them on; it was hard to miss when she bent over to dig through a lower cabinet. The flash of ass cheek and peek of pink flesh made it obvious.

It’s the outline of the rope she still wears that binds her breasts. Her nipples are hard like diamonds under the thin, slippery fabric, and just that knowledge of what awaits me when I get to unwrap that robe from her later makes me heady.

I blow the steam off my coffee as I watch her move around the kitchen from over the brim of my mug. Occasionally, she gives me a little glance over her shoulder and I feel that right down to my toes (not to mention, elsewhere).

Her blonde hair hangs loosely down her back and sways almost as much as her hips. The unmistakable sounds of classic rock surround us from an unseen stereo. Suddenly it hits me as I lounge in one of the chairs at the kitchen tables.

This could be us on any Saturday or Sunday morning. Her making breakfast, me drinking coffee, music softly playing in the background.

I’m just missing a Sunday paper, a pair of slippers and a Golden Retriever laying at my feet.

A strange feeling makes me shake myself mentally and I look up at the clock on the wall. Six o’clock. I began my run a little after four this afternoon. I tripped just a few minutes after that.

This little scene of domesticity before me suddenly sends a chill through me. I’ve never even lived with another woman. I’ve always liked my independence. And, of course, with my job, it would have taken the right woman to put up with my schedule. I wasn’t willing to deal with sorting through them until I found the right one.

Suddenly, I feel like I should skip the meal she’s preparing and go hungry. Play with her a little while longer, make sure I get to use the flogger and then get the hell out soon after.

Something soft weaves around my bare ankles and I tilt my head to see her cat Meowsers winding back and forth, rubbing his (or her) soft fur against my skin, head butting my calf, rubbing its whiskers along my toes.

Weird.

I’ve never had a pet. But, if I did it wouldn’t be a cat. I love pussy, just not the four-legged kind.

Skylar’s throaty laugh pulls my gaze up to her. She’s watching her cat do its thing. “Brat,” she calls.

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