Less Kisses, More Kills

chapter 52

When her friendship with Bennett was beginning to get strained, they did this. It happened first at college when they'd gotten engaged in a huge quarrel. Like a couple with searing chemistry, they kissed and then had sex and figured that they didn't feel anything for eachother apart from lust. He was a gigolo and she was a nymphomaniac. They were like birds of the same feather.

Ever since then, it was their daily routine. Fuck to distract yourself from your problems, fuck to console yourself, fuck to celebrate victory.

Bennett was her man for the job and she could admit that she was greedy. She couldn't choose between Luke or Bennett. She was greedy for sex.

Bennett flipped off her shoes she sat up against the pillows and drew her knees up in a nervous gesture. Discarding his shirt, he came down on the foot of the bed and that fast, her troubled eyes drawn to his gleaming honey-coloured torso, she was lost to all common sense.

Her fingers spread across his warm flesh but he had his ow