Free Scott's Satin Sheets by Lacey Alexander

tingling in her panties.
    “Thanks,” she said softly, still yearning for him—yet feeling oddly torn. “I suppose I just have this longing to be…more like other people. But we’ve always moved around so much that I always feel like I’m on the outside looking in. And so I’ve found you here and we’re having fun together, but in a few days or a week, we’ll be off again, and…I’ll want more. More sex. More naughtiness. And sure, I suppose I could walk into any island bar and say, ‘Anyone want to fuck?’ or ‘Any two guys want to have a three-way with me?’ but I like to think that sex should at least be…more organic than that. You know? I mean, if I’m gonna fuck one or more people’s brains out, I want them to be people who really excite me, who really make me crazy—and that’s not always so easy to find.”
    Although it was dark, she thought she saw true understanding in his eyes. “I see your point. Especially…being a girl.” He grinned. “I know girls are a little pickier about who they have sex with, and that’s cool—I get it. And I feel all the more honored you chose me .” With that, he lifted a hand to her cheek and leaned in to kiss her. As his tongue twined around hers, she melted into it, into him, pressing into his body.
    As he laid her back across the length of the chair, easing down beside her, he kissed her again, deeply, then ran his fingertip down the edge of her halter top, across the ridge of one breast. “So,” he whispered, “being with two guys, that’s your secret rich-girl’s fantasy?”
    Oh God, she’d said that, hadn’t she? Proof that part of her behavior was alcohol induced. Being a little drunk last night had probably helped release her inhibitions.
    Being more than a little drunk tonight had her waffling between lust and too much honesty. But it was out there now, and if she wasn’t mistaken, Scott seemed aroused by the notion—certainly, his cock felt hard enough against her thigh. So she smiled up at him, and with more lusty truth said, “The idea definitely holds appeal.”
    “Tell me more,” he urged, his voice deeper now. He slid his index finger inside her halter top, running it flatly down her breast until it crossed over her nipple, making her flinch in pleasure.
    Still more honesty. “Sometimes when I see two hot guys hanging out together, I begin to imagine what it would be like…you know, to be between them, both of them touching me, and kissing me.”
    He looked enraptured by her words, exciting her even more. “It’s a shame Chris is married now, or I’d introduce you two. You’d like him—he’d be a perfect guy to help me fulfill your fantasy.”
    “Have you done it before?” she asked, biting her lips. “Had three-ways?”
    He gave a short nod. “Three-ways, four-ways, more -ways—you name it.”
    She sucked in her breath. “Okay, I’m back to feeling virginal again.”
    But Scott simply shook his head. “Don’t. That’s silly. Last night you were about as far from virginal as a girl could be—and I mean that in a good way.”
    “I…kind of wish your friend wasn’t married too,” she admitted. “Since it’s hard to imagine meeting another guy I’d feel comfortable suggesting this to—given that I usually have a week or two, tops, in any given port.”
    “Well, I’d love being the guy in your life who helped you experience that,” he said, then leaned down, pushing the fabric of her top aside and lowering a scintillating kiss to her sensitive nipple. A soft moan left her as she arched her chest instinctively upward. God, she’d been foolish to keep blathering on about her up-to-now unfulfilling sex life when she could have been getting down to business with him.
    And yet—as he sucked the peak of her breast deeply into his mouth, causing a hot sigh to escape her—she decided maybe her blathering had been meant to be. Because she felt all the more close to him now. After all, she’d just told him her