Free Players (Lessons by Loki) by Aubrey Ross Page A

drew Katie’s head around and she spotted Vanessa and three friends huddled on the opposite corner. Katie couldn’t see who held the cigarette, but a conspicuous haze surrounded them. Vanessa made a bland motion toward Katie, and the companions tittered. God, she hated gossipy females.
    They reached the Porsche and she acted on instinct. She turned Chase around and shoved his back against the side of the car. Thank heaven the alarm didn’t go off or her impulsive act would have been humiliating rather than daring.
    “What are you— ”
    “We have an audience. Just go with it.” She dropped to her knees and pain sliced up one leg. Shit. She’d forgotten she was in a dress. Ignoring the pain, she pretended to fumble with the front of his pants.
    It took Chase a moment to recover from the shock then he played along wonderfully. He tangled his fingers in her hair, gasping and moaning just loud enough to be convincing. Katie rocked back and forth, bobbing her head, all the while fighting not to laugh.
    “Oh my God,” someone cried.
    “Get a room!” That had definitely been Vanessa.
    A few seconds later Chase pulled Katie to her feet and hugged her, laughing uproariously. “That was so damn perfect. I could—in fact I think I will kiss you.” The kiss started out light and playful, but it quickly took on a life of its own. For the first time he wasn’t kissing her to make his old girlfriend jealous. They were alone in the parking lot and he was finally focused entirely on her. One of his hands pressed against the side of her face while his other arm banded her waist. He moved his head from one position to another, searching for the perfect angle.
    Suddenly she found herself pressed up against the Porsche and Chase was rubbing against her, grinding his obvious erection into the softness of her belly. Surprised and a little confused, she turned her face away, panting as she waited for her head to clear.
    “Th is isn’t part of our deal,” he whispered, his breath teasing her ear. “This is just you and me.”
    “And the three valets .” She pointed.
    He looked over his shoulder at their new audience and began to laugh again.
    Hurrying around to the passenger side, she impatiently waited for him to trigger the locks. She didn’t take a deep breath again until she was safely inside the relative privacy of the car. “That was insane.” She cried with a helpless laugh. “I don’t know what made me do that.”
    “It was brilliant.” After starting the car, he maneuvered out of the parking lot then took a right on Blake. He flew down the car-lined street, obviously lost in the moment.
    “ Slow down. There are pedestrians everywhere.”
    “Sorry.” He downshifted and backed off the accelerator. “I know she’s back inside telling everyone what she saw.”
    “Perfect,” she muttered sarcastically.
    “No. It is perfect. Vanessa would barely let me hold her hand in public.”
    “And I’ll go down on you in a parking lot.” She sighed. The only consolation was she was unlikely to ever see any of Vanessa’s friends again. “I’m rather fond of oral sex, but I prefer it in the privacy of my own home.”
    “Really?”
    She looked at him, confused by the challenge in his tone. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “How are you enjoying oral sex if you never bring anyone home with you?”
    She glanced out the window, feeling exposed beneath his penetrating stare. “I enjoy it in the privacy of his home.”
    “Sure you do.” The gentle mocking in his tone made her clench her teeth. “When’s the last time you had sex, oral or otherwise?”
    It had been almost six years. The realization shocked her. She was about to admit the embarrassing truth when a current of air drifted across her knee and intensified the burning. Looking down, she gasped. “Shit. I’m bleeding all over the car.”
    “What?” He quickly pulled to the side of the road and turned on the hazard lights. “What