Tori combed her memory, looking for anything that pointed to her former advisor. Although she didn’t trust the man, she also couldn’t see him as being responsible for the attack on her cat and, even worse, the fire in her father’s office. As far as she knew, he had never met her father.She thought about the late night suppers she and her mentor had together at school. They’d shared a bottle of wine frequently at Vesuvio’s, his favorite Italian restaurant. One or two glasses was more than enough to get her feeling tipsy, but she never went beyond that limit. In hindsight, he’d started behaving beyond her comfort zone.She’d always said no. No to the more wine, that is. She found it hard to say no to his company, especially if it was going to help her with a good recommendation when she got out of graduate school. He never asked for sexual favors, although there were rumors of him with other students. Was he involved with someone else at the time
sean played with pencils on a vacant sales associate’s desk at the Patterson Realty office while Joanne Kane worked with Luca and Alex in the conference room, leaving him alone with Duke. bunny had taken off to oversee the close-up of his gym. The european soldier was swinging his short torso around on a wheeled office chair, testing and adjusting the height and angle of the back until the thing flipped over on top of him when he landed on the floor.sean gave a hand to his best friend, who was sputtering a string of curses in Spanish. The back of the chair had become dislodged from the frame and parts had scattered all over the floor. As if on cue, both Team guys kneeled and began collecting items scattered around before them. Without saying a word, they located the screws, levers and other parts and began to put the chair back together again. They guessed at the height and back tilt and set about adjusting the finished project accordingly. Once it was compl
Tori and her parents situated themselves in, of all things, the Honeymoon Suite. She wondered why the suite had a second bedroom. Perhaps it was for hesitant brides who weren’t sure they wanted to consummate their wedding night? It could have been amusing if it wasn’t such a damned sad joke. But it did give her a separate room with a private entrance that locked securely.The rose-colored suite was a bit much, but featured a great view of the Pacific Ocean. The beautiful mainland beach stretched in both directions, with only a smattering of adults, children and dogs playing in the surf. Seagulls were standing guard on the balcony next door like tiny lifeguards.A huge spray of Fire and Ice roses stood in a crystal vase on a glass and chrome coffee table, next to a chilled bottle of champagne and a platter of cheeses and crackers. The modern kitchen was fully stocked with drinks and some covered entrees they had ordered ahead of time. Antiques do
It didn’t take them long to make it back through the narrow hallways, brushing past tourists, sports teams and retirees in walkers and wheelchairs, past the espresso stand, the valet parking desk and the housekeeping station to the large green, dented doors of the staff elevator. Protected by bumpers of cotton-stuffed canvas, Sean and Tori were finally alone. It was not a logical place to make love, but their urgency for each other was so great it almost happened anyway.Sean had hitched up her top, and peeled her pants down nearly to her knees, his hands roaming over Tori’s smooth, satiny backside. He would have hesitated, but there wasn’t anything from her that indicated she wanted to wait even one minute before getting him to mount her.But then the doors opened. He was standing there in his shorts, with his lady wrapped around his groin, his tee shirt hanging off one shoulder as she pressed herself against him, showing breasts bursting out f
It was painful to sit and watch Sean across the table from her, sitting next to her mother. Tori guessed he usually had that giddy-making impact on women that her mother was exhibiting. It made her father frown.The first time she crossed her legs she felt Sean’s calf rub up against her. While looking at her mother and asking for salt to be passed, she felt him nudge her foot up until it almost hit the underside of the table. Then they had a regular back and forth, touching and rubbing that was making her hot and wet.Her parents didn’t appear to notice. Her father said next to nothing. He was extremely focused on his food, despite her mother’s attempts to draw him out.“I was surprised to see you here, Sean. After today…”“Mother, we ran into each other at the toy store downstairs.”“The toy store?” her father asked. “What were you doing there?”“Remember, I wrote you a note? I went down t
Tori lay on the soft peach rug in the middle of the bridal suite living room at the Huge hotel. Although she didn’t have a ring and a date, it was definitely a honeymoon glow that tingled all over her body. The man who snored against her chest and whose legs still pinned her down, whose hands encircled her wrists and wouldn’t let her move—this man owned every part of her body and soul.She should have felt tied down, restricted, and with any of her other lovers she would have been moving their limp body off her so she could breathe. Not so with Sean. Her shortness of breath because his massive chest pressed against hers was welcomed.Her parents would be returning soon, so Tori knew she’d have to get them to the bedroom. She let her fingers lace down his muscular back and she felt his body jerk, then shudder.He rose up on one elbow, but still kept her pinned beneath his thighs. “Hi,” he said as he brushed hair from her forehead, a
Sean first lay the dog comforter down over the couch and then let Phoenix inside, with a command to stay. He heard the water start to run in the shower and felt his cock lurch.Close one.He’d almost said something like, “I wish I could come home to this picture every night,” or some such shit. Something he would have regretted as sure as he was a fucking US military soldier. And what right did he have to go say or do something like that? He couldn’t offer her anything except some endless nights of fucks and blowjobs. He’d never had to say dumb crap like that with any of his other girlfriends to get into their pants.Except it wasn’t Tori’s pants he really wanted. Well, yes, he did want to fuck her six ways to sunrise, to be perfectly honest, but he wanted her to want to be there. In that split second, he fantasized that Tori felt she belonged to him.It was dangerous territory. Why couldn’t he just fuck her so hard she wouldn’
***“Aaron, I think we should cancel the dinner tonight,” Rachel said as she stepped out of the shower. Morning sunlight poured through the picture window in their bedroom. Dr. Hoades was shaving in his shorts.“Can’t do that, Rachel. Dole says we go about our lives just like normal. I go to the office. But you stay here, or if you go back to the house, you get help, or have Lib—”Dr. Hoades turned and strode across the bedroom, opened up the door to the living room and stepped inside, noting the opened door to the other bedroom. Her bedroom that had not been slept in.He stormed back into the bathroom. “She didn’t come back last night.”“No, of course not. She’s with him, like the letter said.”“The letter said she’d be back later,” Dr. Hoades answered.“The letter said she was with HIM and I think she’s safer there than over here with us, if you want the truth. Aaron,” she droppe