Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 87629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
“Yeah. She’s my best friend.”
“Right. Your best friend you fucked at the club several nights ago. And did you or did you not say you’re determined to take a break from her?”
I don’t reply. I have nothing to say.
“Look. You and I don’t talk about this shit. But I have to ask. How was it? Fucking your best friend?”
“It was…adequate.”
I hate myself as soon as the words leave my lips. It was so far from adequate. It was fucking magnificent. And I didn’t even tie her up, didn’t flog her little ass.
“Why did you take her there again?” Ben asks.
“Honestly? I was trying to scare her. She put up this dumb-ass Lustr bio asking for a teacher. I know Mandy. I knew exactly what would catch her eye, so I joined Lustr and I wrote back to her. Sure enough, she responded.”
“I see.”
Ben Black is my boss, but I’m right beneath him, and we work as equals most of the time. We’re friends. Good friends.
“You see?”
“Yes, I see everything. Jack, you’ve got it bad.”
“We don’t think of each other that way. It’s like When Harry Met Sally, that old Meg Ryan movie. They were friends for, like, twenty years.”
“Right. Did you forget how the movie ends?”
Funny. I didn’t forget how it ends. I just never think about that part.
“You’re afraid she won’t share your…proclivities,” Ben continues.
“I don’t want her to share my proclivities. Mandy is innocent.”
“Is she now? Didn’t you fuck her?”
“Yeah. But I didn’t…you know…introduce her to any of the kink.”
“So you fucked her at the club, but it was purely vanilla.”
“Yep.” I sip the last of my smoothie and throw a perfect arc into the wastepaper basket fifteen feet away.
“I’ll say it again. You’ve got it bad.”
“You’re wrong.”
“Have it your way.” Ben rises. “You ready?”
“Yeah.” Then I rake my fingers through my hair. “Seriously?”
Into the juice bar walks not only Mandy but her sister as well. They’re carrying shopping bags from Macy’s.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I say.
Ben turns back toward me. “Speak of the lovely little devil.”
Man. She’s going to remember meeting Ben at the sushi place when I had to cancel. How can I get out of here without her seeing me?
Too freaking late.
“Jack!” Frankie waves.
Next thing I know, she’s pulling Mandy toward the small table that Ben and I are sharing. Ben is still standing, and I join him.
“Hey, Frankie. Mandy. We were just leaving.”
Ben seems to have other plans, though. “If it isn’t the lovely lady who disappeared on me at lunch the other day.”
Mandy blushes.
My cock responds.
“Something came up,” Mandy says, not meeting Ben’s or my gaze.
“I understand,” Ben says. “Would the two of you like to join us?”
Frankie is pulling on Mandy’s arm. Yup. She recognizes Ben. “Absolutely. We’ll just go put in our order.”
“Don’t be silly,” Ben says in that low voice that makes women fall all over him. “Let me get this for you. What would you two ladies like?”
“Mandy has a workout in an hour, so something light. But something that will give her energy.”
“I know just the thing. And for you?”
“Whatever you get for her will be great for me.” Frankie smiles. Then she plunks her ass down in the seat that Ben vacated.
Which means Mandy has to sit next to me.
It also means, once Ben returns, he will be sitting next to Frankie.
That worked out well. I’d think she planned it except she’s engaged to be married. Why would she have any interest in flirting with Ben Black?
I have nothing to say to Mandy. Except that’s a big-ass lie. But I can’t say anything with her sister sitting here. And certainly not when Ben returns.
“How did you sleep?” I ask her.
“Like a baby,” she says tersely.
“So you’re working out today?”
“Yes. I have an appointment with a trainer.”
“That’s great. What are her qualifications?”
“I don’t know his qualifications.”
A sliver of jealousy spears into my gut. So what? So she has a male trainer. I’ve trained with men myself. I’ve trained with women, too. Doesn’t mean I want to get in their pants.
Ben returns with two smoothies for Frankie and Mandy.
Mandy takes a sip of hers, and her eyes widen. “This is delicious. What is it?”
“It’s something I have made special. It’s a papaya and passionfruit base with a mixture of pea and whey protein flavored with vanilla and almond.”
“It’s amazing.” Mandy takes another sip.
“Yes, I’m not sure I’ve ever had anything more delicious.” Frankie beams at Ben.
I’ve had Ben’s special pre-workout smoothie, and yes, it’s delicious.
But it’s not the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted.
No. That would be Mandy’s pussy.
And for some reason, I can’t get that vision out of my head at the moment.
Mandy, her legs spread, my head between them as I lick every ounce of cream out of her.
Damn it.
Now she’s going to go work out with some guy.