Free Role Play by Susan Wright Page B

stilled. When she opened her eyes, I was leaning so close I could have kissed her. But I held off by sheer will, remembering my promise to let her say no.
    “I’m going to kiss you,” I warned.
    She lifted her face, reaching for me, silently saying yes . Her lips were so hot against mine, so ready and eager. I tried to hold back, to restrain myself, not wanting to scare her again. But I had to devour her lips, pausing to look deeply into her eyes, then kissing her face and lips again.
    My cock was hard as stone, raging to take her. The sane part of my mind knew that wouldn’t happen here. But I would make sure it did happen. Soon.
    Her hands were on my face, as I pulled her against me. I couldn’t stop kissing her! It was like a flash explosion had been set off, and nothing could stop it.
    Until she broke free, pushing both hands against my chest and leaning back to get away from me. “I thought you said you were only going to use your hands.”
    “Scene’s over. Now we’re on to more important things.” I tried to kiss her again, but she avoided my lips.
    Pushing at my chest, she said, “I think that’s enough PDA for now.”
    I didn’t want to let her go. But I had to. She slid her leg off my lap and sat back into her seat. She ran her fingers through her hair. “That was a lot better than the first time.”
    I cleared my throat. I had to get a grip. But all I wanted to do was kiss her some more, and take her someplace where I could fuck her properly. “So you forgive me?”
    She smiled a little. “Yes. But I think you only did half of me.”
    “The left side. Does each side feel different?” I asked.
    She sat back as if considering it. “Yes—my left side is alive! My right side feels like it isn’t even there. It’s dead, gone. But all my nerves are tingling on the left.”
    “You wanted to know why people do this kinky stuff. That feeling is why.”
    Slowly she nodded, as if finally understanding. “Lola likes to feel alive. She hates it when things are boring.”
    “Kink isn’t boring, that’s for sure. It can be anything you make it.”
    “Maybe. But Lola doesn’t have the best judgment.”
    I felt the wall going up between us again, as she returned to her concerns. It seemed like nothing could come between this woman and her sister. And nothing would make much of an impression on her until she could stop worrying about Lola.
    “Why don’t I help you?” I offered. “I can go with you the next time. And get you a better disguise than that. I can find out more about this guy, Martin, for you.”
    Her eyes lit up. “Would you do that? I know you’re really busy with your work. Don’t you travel a lot? ”
    It washed over me like an icy flood. I recognized her suggestive tone, alluding to my jet-set, wealthy lifestyle.
    I hated it.
    I had almost managed to forget that she had rejected me until she found out that I was “rich and successful.” She never would have done anything with me, now or at the Chamber, if she didn’t think I was a wealthy executive.
    My raging hard-on was joined by real rage, making me want to take her and shake her out of her superficial mind. I wanted to force her to see who I really was, and make her want me with just as much panting, breathless need as she did now. Even though I was just a baggage handler.
    She must have seen my hardened expression because she drew back, not understanding. “If it’s too much trouble…”
    “No,” I forced myself to say. “I’ll help you. It’s the least I can do.”
    “ Transcendence will be at a park on Sunday.”
    “I’ll be in Atlanta,” I said, randomly picking a city. Actually, I was on the day shift for the next three days. “Let’s look at next weekend when I get back.”
    She looked a little hurt by my sudden cool tone. She probably thought I was being condescending. It was one of the easiest ways to make a beautiful woman do anything for you—treat her like she was nothing special. I had perfected the