exterior as she comprehended that he was not happy. Colin nodded to the portly man who was practically salivating at the way her plump breasts spilled out of the low cut top. She'd spread some sort of shimmery powder on the mounds and they glittered in the bright lights of the large room.
"Sorry, old chap. But I do believe she's taken." He curled his fingers around her bare bicep and crowded her body with his. Then he leaned in and whispered in her ear, loud enough for the other man to hear. "I want you."
"Monsieur." She giggled and batted her eyelashes flirtatiously. "How delightfully forward of you."
"I'll make it very worth your while."
The other guy, wide-eyed and mouth hanging open, looked like he might object and challenge Colin for the opportunity to spend some alone time with Jess. So before he could even formally throw his hat in the ring, Colin began to herd Jess toward the exit. He curled his arm around her torso, from the outside the embrace should look lover-like, but hopefully Jess realized that the only way to break his hold would require a serious chop to the solar plexus.
He shouldn't have worried. Jess twined her arm through his and swung her hips languidly as they sauntered toward the door that lead to the guest rooms. Ostensibly the rooms were ready for freshening up, but in reality they were for illicit sexual liaisons with the women that LeRoy provided.
Heat rose from her skin, and her fresh lemon scent and underlying perfume filled his senses. His body responded like she was standing there buck naked. "I am so tempted to put you over my knees and spank you."
She laughed huskily and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I'd like to see you try."
"Don't push me," he growled.
Jess played the coquette and tilted her head, blonde and brown streaked hair tumbled sexily over one mostly bare shoulder, and over her breast. Her green eyes glittered with some emotion he couldn't quite pin down. Indignation? Frustration? "Don't underestimate me."
Colin found one of the rooms for the guests to 'freshen up' in. He knocked lightly and when no one answered, he shoved the door open. Before she could lay into him, he curled his arm around her shoulders, and pressed her up against the wall covered in delicate, seashell pink silk wallpaper. He rocked his hips into her body, and reveled at the catch in her breath. Very quietly, he whispered in her ear, "Likely bugged, and/or recorded."
Her body stiffened. But as if she immediately realized she had to be on guard, she went liquid.
Yes, she'd caught his meaning. They were likely going to be taped.
And they were going to have to perform, at least to some extent. They had to make it look and sound good before they could wander out, get lost, and hopefully get into LeRoy's bathroom, plant the poison and get out of the mansion before anyone caught them where they shouldn't be.
Getting right on board, Jess dragged her foot up his calf, even as her hands headed south and grabbed his butt. The move tilted her hips into his burgeoning erection. The blood in his body rushed to his cock even as he cupped her breasts through the snug, stretchy black fabric.
Suddenly he was back in that hotel hallway in London.
She was rubbing her body along his and his brain was short circuiting, sending pulses of lust straight to his dick. They needed to be strategizing, and all he could think about was getting inside her. As if he'd die if they weren't connected in the most intimate manner possible in the next five seconds.
Colin scraped his fingers up her bare silky thigh and under her short tight skirt.
As he encountered mostly naked curves, his eyes rolled back in his head. "Fuck me, do you have anything on beneath this?" he snarled. His brain completely shut down.
She laughed. "Thong, monsieur."
Thank fuck, she was staying in character because Colin had completely forgotten that they were players in a dangerous game. Where the hell was his head?
"I'm going to rip it off." He
"Sorry, old chap. But I do believe she's taken." He curled his fingers around her bare bicep and crowded her body with his. Then he leaned in and whispered in her ear, loud enough for the other man to hear. "I want you."
"Monsieur." She giggled and batted her eyelashes flirtatiously. "How delightfully forward of you."
"I'll make it very worth your while."
The other guy, wide-eyed and mouth hanging open, looked like he might object and challenge Colin for the opportunity to spend some alone time with Jess. So before he could even formally throw his hat in the ring, Colin began to herd Jess toward the exit. He curled his arm around her torso, from the outside the embrace should look lover-like, but hopefully Jess realized that the only way to break his hold would require a serious chop to the solar plexus.
He shouldn't have worried. Jess twined her arm through his and swung her hips languidly as they sauntered toward the door that lead to the guest rooms. Ostensibly the rooms were ready for freshening up, but in reality they were for illicit sexual liaisons with the women that LeRoy provided.
Heat rose from her skin, and her fresh lemon scent and underlying perfume filled his senses. His body responded like she was standing there buck naked. "I am so tempted to put you over my knees and spank you."
She laughed huskily and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I'd like to see you try."
"Don't push me," he growled.
Jess played the coquette and tilted her head, blonde and brown streaked hair tumbled sexily over one mostly bare shoulder, and over her breast. Her green eyes glittered with some emotion he couldn't quite pin down. Indignation? Frustration? "Don't underestimate me."
Colin found one of the rooms for the guests to 'freshen up' in. He knocked lightly and when no one answered, he shoved the door open. Before she could lay into him, he curled his arm around her shoulders, and pressed her up against the wall covered in delicate, seashell pink silk wallpaper. He rocked his hips into her body, and reveled at the catch in her breath. Very quietly, he whispered in her ear, "Likely bugged, and/or recorded."
Her body stiffened. But as if she immediately realized she had to be on guard, she went liquid.
Yes, she'd caught his meaning. They were likely going to be taped.
And they were going to have to perform, at least to some extent. They had to make it look and sound good before they could wander out, get lost, and hopefully get into LeRoy's bathroom, plant the poison and get out of the mansion before anyone caught them where they shouldn't be.
Getting right on board, Jess dragged her foot up his calf, even as her hands headed south and grabbed his butt. The move tilted her hips into his burgeoning erection. The blood in his body rushed to his cock even as he cupped her breasts through the snug, stretchy black fabric.
Suddenly he was back in that hotel hallway in London.
She was rubbing her body along his and his brain was short circuiting, sending pulses of lust straight to his dick. They needed to be strategizing, and all he could think about was getting inside her. As if he'd die if they weren't connected in the most intimate manner possible in the next five seconds.
Colin scraped his fingers up her bare silky thigh and under her short tight skirt.
As he encountered mostly naked curves, his eyes rolled back in his head. "Fuck me, do you have anything on beneath this?" he snarled. His brain completely shut down.
She laughed. "Thong, monsieur."
Thank fuck, she was staying in character because Colin had completely forgotten that they were players in a dangerous game. Where the hell was his head?
"I'm going to rip it off." He
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