Free Where There's Smoke by Karen Kelley

mess. First thing, she took a shower and stripped the bed. Served her right for giving up control of the situation when she should’ve been the one dictating what happened.
    What did she forget?
    When she shifted in the chair, spasms of pain erupted down low. Damn, she was so freakin’ sore! She eased her body into a more comfortable position, which wasn’t easy after last night.
    Last night… She found it difficult to swallow as visions of the night before swarmed across her mind. The way Chance had looked at her, as though she was the most desirable woman in the universe. His burning gaze had caressed her body, his hands had…
    A light bulb went off inside her brain.
    Damn, she knew exactly what she forgot. She didn’t take into account how susceptible she was to Chance’s seduction. The man had his moves down pat.
    Warm tingles spread over her as her eyes drifted closed and she once again lost herself in the memory of the previous night. Man, Chance had some fantastic moves, too. His touch… ah hell, the way he spanked her. His mouth covering her most intimate spot… the way he took her to the edge, and then…
    She drew in a ragged breath and exhaled on a whoosh. The wild uncontrollable orgasm—
    Her pussy clenched.
    “Ow, ow, ow!”
    She quickly pressed her hands against the tender spot in the hopes she could ease the pain. She cleared her mind of all the delicious thoughts going through her head. No more thinking about last night. It hurt too much. Besides, she absolutely refused to waste the time she had left on earth drowning in sexual fantasies when she could have the real thing. She grimaced. Except she might be too sore to fuck anything. But when her soreness eased, look out, because she was going to take Chance on the ride of his life!
    He was good, even though he hadn’t actually fucked her yet, but she was better. After all, she was almost a demon, and he was a mere mortal. Determination stole over her. She would win this game he played.
    She jumped to her feet, but had to grab the edge of the table when the burning ache between her legs became almost unbearable.
    “Ohttpw.” Her bottom lip puckered. Okay, she’d stop thinking about sex—at least until she wasn’t quite as sore!
    Destiny hobbled toward the bedroom, mentally making notes of what she needed to do when Chance came around again. And he would. She had no doubt about that. She would be more than ready next time.
    The shower she took earlier had gotten rid of the sticky syrup, but once she soaked in a tub filled with hot water, look out! She’d be able to tackle anything.
    As she made her way through the bedroom, her eyes strayed to the dresser. The top drawer was open just a crack. After buying all the fun sex toys she could carry, she neatly arranged them in the dresser drawer. Vibrators to the far right, the nipple clamps in the middle, lotions and tasty syrups on the left.
    She distinctly remembered telling Chance where her vibrator was located. She smiled. He definitely used it well. Her smile curved downward. He better not have left them in a mess. She cautiously moved to the dresser and peered inside.
    Empty.
    Great! Just fucking great!
    Dammit, Chance took all her sex toys. Her lotions, her clamps, every last vibrator—she’d gotten a little carried away buying vibrators. The damn things cost a fortune, too!
    Well, not that she actually had to fork over the cash. When she needed money, she made it magically appear inside her purse—which was pretty cool when she thought about it.
    But hellfire, Chance stole her glow-in-the-dark, vibrating dick! Her shoulders slumped. She was really going to miss it. Except the thought of actually using the darn thing made her hurt even more.
    Not having sex since 1959 really cramped her style.
    Her frown deepened. And why hadn’t he fucked her yet? Even if he got his jollies from watching her have an orgasm, wouldn’t he want satisfaction, too? Hmm, something was going on and she intended