Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Air caressed the tips of my nipples once he yanked my shirt down and undid the bra’s snap at the center of my chest.
I grinned. “I’m thinking you have a small penis since you’re so perfect.”
Heat flickered over his eyes. “Check and tell me.”
He spread my legs apart and got between them, pressing his hardness into me. “Remember what I told you that night in Pyramid, that I’ll ruin you for any other man?”
“Yes.” Desire rose in me. “Show me, then.”
I lifted my hips and rubbed against his length.
“Tell me what you want.” He buried his face between my breasts. His lips brushed against each peak. They hardened in response.
My whole body heated.
A chair squeaked behind us.
I turned toward the noise.
Lucy lounged in a chair. A pen lay in her hand, an open book rested on her lap. She scribbled something and winked at me.
I cleared my throat, feeling exposed. Chase licked my right nipple.
I nudged him. “Lucy is here.”
“Yes. I know.” He returned to the nipple. “Lucy, did the order go through okay?”
“Yes.” Lucy’s eyes centered on my bare chest. “Your nipples are huge, but pretty cute. The areolas are bigger than I thought they would be, too.”
I shoved him away. “Let me up.”
“Why?” He groaned.
I motioned to Lucy.
“I’m not bothered by this.” She waved her hand. “I love to watch.”
“We’d better be talking about TV or a movie, because no one is watching me have sex.” I glanced at Lucy. “No offense, but that’s just a bit too much.”
“None taken,” she said.
“Get up.” I pinched Chase’s stomach so he would get the picture.
“You don’t feel comfortable with her looking at us?” Chase moved away.
“No.” I sat up and covered my breasts.
“I won’t touch you, but I will touch myself,” Lucy assured me. “I don’t like being intimate with anyone I don’t know well.”
Well, I find watching to be intimate, too.
“I promise I won’t touch you,” she said again.
“I know you won’t.” I rubbed my eyes, as if that could clear my head.
“Maybe we could try it a little.” Chase attempted to move my arm.
“No.” I smacked his hand away.
“We could order some wine with the food.” He caressed my thigh. This time his fingers caused disgust to rise in my core.
Are you kidding me?
“I don’t want wine.” I scooted to the edge of his bed. “In fact, I’ll eat in my room.”
“Relax, Jasmine.” He clasped his hand on my arm.
I sighed. “Let me go.”
“Okay. Both of you calm down.” Lucy got up and tossed her book and pen on the bed next to me. It was a crossword puzzle book.
Who the hell does a puzzle while they watch people have sex?
“Stay in here and eat with us.” She sat down next to me, closer than I wanted. I gritted my teeth.
Isn’t our situation weird enough?
“We’re having a good time,” Chase said. “Let’s just eat and relax. Nothing has to happen.”
“Nothing will happen.” I stood up.
Someone knocked at the door.
I jumped up.
“You’re not calming down, Jasmine.” Lucy chuckled and rushed to the door.
Chase’s eyes traveled down my body, but it didn’t turn me on. Instead, I felt naked, weak, and alone. If he didn’t back off, I would have to punch him.
“Come back on the bed.” He patted the area where I’d been sitting.
“Hell no.” I hugged myself and headed away from him.
A savory aroma drifted my way. Lucy showed two men holding trays where to put our food. Red and white turbans propped on their heads. Matching jackets and pantsuits finished their outfits.
I gazed at the open door, wanting to escape.
Chase released an annoyed breath, rose, and went to the table where the tray was set.
I followed.
Dread coursed through my veins.
Why do I feel so bad, like I’ve done something wrong?
A ball of regret dropped to the pit of my stomach. I should’ve never agreed to this craziness.
This isn’t my scene.
“Come on. Sit down.” Lucy smiled and motioned for me to join them.
Chase snatched up the remote control and unmuted the TV. A sportscaster yelled out scores and imitated an animated response to a bad call.
I ate my burger, even though I was no longer hungry. I needed to sober up. The food traveled down my throat. I noticed no taste nor reveled in the flavor or texture.
I missed Vivian and Troy. I needed some familiarity around me, something that made me feel safe.
It had been a long time since I’d sat in a room with two people and felt utterly alone.
This life isn’t for me.
Chapter 16
Not for Me
After the lamb burgers, I passed out in my chair right at the table.
When I woke up, I was lying in bed between two people. It took me several minutes to realize where I was. Someone’s arm was hooked around my waist in a possessive manner. The owner of that arm’s hard body was pressed into my back and behind. The scent of new leather mixed with vanilla drifted from their skin.