Free Destined for Love by Diane Thorne

list of potential wishes. But at that moment she couldn’t stop thinking about her plans for the night. Moreover, she wondered what Mark had in mind for preparing her. The lively look on his face suggested he had some naughty ideas. Considering they were there to help her, she didn’t believe for a second that he’d do anything to bring harm to her. What was the playful genie up to?
     

Chapter Eight
     
     
     
    “Don’t move,” Mark said, holding the curling iron an inch from the side of her face.
    Sitting still on the bed, she obeyed his instruction, knowing one little move might leave a nasty burn mark.
    James stood on her other side with his lipstick-coated forefinger in front of her. “Open your mouth, please.”
    Without moving her head, she complied with his request and parted her lips. While James dabbed the tinted gloss on her bottom one, she continued staring at his bare chest. She’d spent the last twenty minutes gazing at it as he and Mark beautified her by styling her hair and applying makeup. Her hormones were running wild. She fought the urge to touch him, to feel his hot flesh under her fingertips. She’d like to grope his cock, too, seeing how he was sporting a hard-on. But one touch might change her plans for the evening and keep her homebound. The two would make it worth her while if she did stay with them, but then she could miss the chance to meet Mr Right.
    “She looks absolutely beautiful, James. Don’t you agree?”
    “Completely. But I’m of the opinion that, with or without clothes and makeup, she looks heavenly.”
    She couldn’t stop the grin from spreading on her face. They had a way of making her feel on top of the world through their words and actions. Because of them, she held high confidence. She also had an overactive sex drive that she fought to control.
    “There.” Mark jiggled the iron free from her hair. “That should be it, but don’t move yet.”
    He set the heated device on her dresser next to the bed then grabbed the comb.
    James took several steps back. He stood in front of her and examined her. “Mark, you’ve outdone yourself.”
    Val remained immobile as Mark worked to fix the curls in her hair. The first-class treatment was one she thoroughly enjoyed, and could easily grow attached to. They were perfect gentlemen, dream men and fucking awesome in bed. She’d yet to find a flaw with either of them. When the time came for them to leave, her heart would miss them greatly.
    “Okay,” Mark said, lightly patting her hair. He stepped back next to James. “Stand up.”
    Val rose and tugged the sides of her red dress. “How do I look?” She lowered her gaze to her feet. The red high heels Mark had picked out matched her outfit.
    “Beautiful,” said James.
    “Gorgeous,” Mark said a second later.
    She pointed towards the bathroom. “Can I peek in the mirror now?”
    “Oh, sure.” Mark dashed in front of her and flipped the light switch.
    Val walked slowly into the room. Her shoes clacked on the tiles. Upon seeing her reflection in the mirror, she froze. The sleeveless red dress came down in a V and revealed her cleavage. It also hugged her body, showing off her curvy hips, but not her thong. The short length of the dress along with the high heels made her legs appear long and slender.
    “Oh my. I can’t believe that’s me.” She pointed in the mirror.
    “You look divine.”
    Mark straightened the strap on her shoulder then grazed his fingers down her arm. A quiver swept through her.
    “I’m so hard right now.”
    “Mouthwatering, isn’t she?” James asked as he came to a stop behind her. He placed his hands on her waist and his mouth to her ear. His warm breath tickled her.
    “Mm…” Mark glided his fingers between her breasts. “What I wouldn’t give to suck on your nips and lick your pussy right now.”
    Desire pumped through her like a drug. Her pulse quickened and she felt an increase of moisture between her legs. She wondered if they