The E. Hoffmann Price Spicy Adventure Megapack by E. Hoffmann Price

Author:E. Hoffmann Price
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adventure, western, mystery, detective, spicy
ISBN: 9781479404520
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2014-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

TRIANGLE WITH VARIATIONS

Everything was strictly kosher until Valene invited Dan Slade to stick around for a drink, and headed for her bed­room instead of toward the refrig­erator. And then Slade took a tumble.

While it was private stock she was breaking out, it wasn’t any­thing kept in a bottle. He didn’t actually see her slip out of the gown that for the better part of the evening had kept him wishing she had put it on backwards, but he might as well have, for while her negligee, when she reappeared in the doorway, could have covered everything a lady keeps concealed from all but two or three very dear friends, the edges of the filmy substitute for nudity weren’t on speak­ing terms.…

There’s an infallible way of los­ing one’s memory and Valene’s formula did the job in an instant. One eyeful—Slade forgot that she was Jim Tilford’s wife, and that Tilford wasn’t chained to the rou­lette wheel at Coppa’s.

That eyeful was something like eating nine hundred dollars worth of pep tablets and then getting kicked into the Sultan’s harem. Valene’s silken legs were perfect from her dainty ankles to the guard stripe on her hosiery, and from there on the view became really good.

The white roundness of her thighs found refuge in a froth of lace just in time to give Slade a chance to observe that Valene’s sighing inhalation threw her breasts in dazzling relief against the chiffon that caressed them like a lover’s hand; and her scarlet smile was as inviting as her warm curves.

Then she remembered that the negligee had revealed everything but her wisdom teeth, but before she could do anything about it, Slade had an armful of Valene and a carload of plans for the evening.

“Oh…Dan! You’re hurting me!” she protested, trying to with­draw from his embrace. Slade’s crushing kiss cut her short, but her retreat was highly successful: it brought them a pace closer to a divan that was an acre of invitation—though it might have been the courthouse steps for all Slade now cared.

Her struggles suddenly relaxed. A shudder rippled down her body and her breath came in quick, short gasps. Valene’s protests were be­coming inarticulate murmurings, but she was doing her best to say no—in sign language, since his fierce kisses again stifled her ob­jections.

Then the edge of the lounge made her knees buckle; and treach­ery from the rear was too much, with persistence from the front. A flurry of silken legs and chiffon—and then her arms closed about him to make the best of it.…

Bit by bit, Dan Slade’s failing memory responded to treat­ment. He began to recollect that she was Jim Tilford’s wife. Valene laughed softly at his tardy peni­tence. With feminine wisdom, she had repented in advance. And it was his fault anyway, and if she’d screamed, it’d have caused an aw­ful scandal.

“Don’t be stupid, Dan,” she murmured. “Jim and I have all been all washed up for ages.”

Which was true, and earlier that very evening, the Jim Valene arm­istice had flared into open warfare at Coppa’s place.

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