Free The Wives of Beverly Row 5: Lust Has a New Address by Abby Weeks Page A

busily typing on laptops.
    Jake shrugged.
    Ariel let her foot brush against his leg under the table. He instantly looked up at her, a fierce desire in his eyes that surprised her. He definitely was a man of strong sexual appetites. Ariel wasn’t used to men looking at her with such strong desire. It was almost as if he was hungry for her. She knew if she suggested it that he’d take her somewhere right then and there and fuck her.
    She felt a throb of desire between her legs at the thought of it. Without really meaning to, she realized her foot was climbing higher up his leg, rubbing against his pants, slowly climbing up past his knee. She glanced around at the kids on their laptops. She was sure a kid who’d been watching averted his eyes.
    “You seem like you’d like to have some fun today,” Jake said.
    “Maybe I would.”
    She wasn’t a hundred percent sure what her plan was. She knew she wanted to talk him into selling the forged painting. She knew he was a smart business man. He would want in on a good business deal if he thought it would be worth his while. The thing was, how was she going to temp him into it without raising his suspicions?
    “I know a nice place close to here,” he said.
    “Jake,” Ariel said, “I shouldn’t say this, but I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind since the other night.”
    Jake looked pleased at the comment. Ariel could tell he had a thing for her. She wanted to use that to her advantage.
    “I’ve even spoken to Zola about it,” she said. She waited for his reaction.
    “Oh yeah?” Jake said.
    “And, well, it’s always been a fantasy of mine to have a foursome.”
    “A foursome?”
    “Yes, with my ex-husband. We were married for a very long time, and during that time he cheated on me a lot.”
    “I see,” Jake said.
    “Yes,” Ariel went on. She still wasn’t completely certain of her plan, she was winging it, going on instinct. “And I never actually saw him doing it with another woman.”
    “So you want to see that?”
    “I sort of want to see that, I want to see him with Zola. I know he’d go for her. But more importantly, I want him to see me with you!”
    “Oh,” Jake said, his eyebrows rising.
    “Yes. Definitely.”
    “Why?”
    “I just think it would be therapeutic for me!”
    “That would be quite some therapy.”
    “It would just be really fulfilling,” Ariel continued. “He’d have to watch me fucking you. He’d be so jealous. You’re way better looking than he ever was.” She was lying but she knew Jake would believe it. He would fall for anything that revolved around his enormous ego.
    “But would he go for it?”
    “I could get him to go for it. He’d have to see Zola first, which would be easy enough to arrange. But he’d also have to have some sort of reason to want to impress you.”
    “Why would he want to impress me?” Jake said.
    “I think I have an idea,” Ariel said. “If you were a potential business partner, then he’d be desperate to impress you. He’d do anything to get you onboard. I know he would.”
    Jake was intrigued by the idea. “What sort of business is he in?”
    “Well, it’s nothing like your business,” Ariel said, still trying to flatter Jake and stroke his ego, “but there’s a lot of money to be made in it.”
    “He has an art gallery, right?”
    “Yes, and he’s actually got an extremely lucrative deal on the table right now. This deal could net millions.”
    “Millions?”
    “Yes.”
    “Of dollars?”
    “Yes,” Ariel said.
    Jake looked a little skeptical but she knew she had his attention. He couldn’t let a chance at millions of dollars pass him by.
    “So what do you propose we do?” Jake said.
    “Why don’t we all go out for dinner, you, me, and Zola. I’ll tell him you’re interested in his painting, maybe I’ll tell him that you might know a buyer.”
    “Will I actually have to buy the painting?” Jake asked.
    “God, no,” Ariel said. “The price of this