There’s nothing there, babe. Or at least nothing of substance. Can we wait until it’s developed ears before pulling that shit?
“Hey,” Alicia finally said on her way to the bathroom. “Think we could talk about something else for a few? For one, we’ve been invited to the Anderssens’ for dinner sometime soon. They want to get to know us as a couple and find out how many properties we might buy.”
“I’m sure they do.” Thank God. There was her business voice again. Alicia shed her silk robe and stepped into the shower. Her fingers glided over the control panel that dictated watertemperature and how hard the jets hit her skin. Hard.Harder. She liked shit hard these days. Her wife remained on the other side of the glass door, undressing to join her. Her eyes rarely left Alicia’s naked form, even after the glass began fogging up with steam. “They really love money!” Danica called through the thick glass. “Almost as much as they love kinky sex!”
The door slid open once Danica was naked.Hello, gorgeous. Alicia, whose hair was barely wet, flattened against the tiled wall the moment Danica entered the shower and caught the full spray of hot water.Making me look right at her body. Mmhmm. Great. Now she was horny. That seemed to happen at the drop of a hat, assuming she wasn’t having a panic attack.
“Kinky sex, huh?” Alicia kept her hands behind her back. Danica’s hands, however, pressed against the wall on either side of Alicia’s head. She loomed over her like an incomprehensible Greek demigoddess. “Are they kinkier than you?”
“Hmm. They may or may not be key investors of Midnight. Considering how much business we’ll be doing with them in other fields… yes, you should definitely become Lara’s BFF. She’s not a woman you want to cross, but she is forgiving if she thinks you’re hot.”
Alicia’s fingers danced on Danica’s wet skin. “You would know, huh?”
“I’ve seen her and her partner in some compromising positions over the years. All of their own happy making.”
“Uh-huh. Did you ever partake in these compromising positions?”
Danica’s smile stiffened. “Perhaps. They’re swingers. Things happen.”
“What!”
“You honestly can’t believe that people like that are swingers?”
“Yes, but…”
Danica pressed closer to her, breasts brushing together until Alicia covered her nipples to keep from buckling. “I once had a girlfriend – if you put it like that – who was into multiple partners, too. It was a wild time at twenty-six.” Danica continued to chuckle as if she didn’t share something scandalous with her wife. “Was it only five or so years ago? Anyway, there may have been enough shots to make something happen there.”
“Wait.Wait. You’ve slept with her? Lara?”
“Alicia,” Danica growled against her forehead. Vibrations swarmed Alicia’s nerve endings. “I’ve slept with every hot and rich woman who would have me. Which is most of them.” She cocked her head in wistful thought. “Some of them were too good for me, apparently.”
“Uh-huh.” Alicia crossed her arms. No boobs for Danica ifthiswas where the conversation went. “Who are these women who have rejected you? I need to shake their hands.”
“A woman never not-kisses and tells.”
“And with whom have you slept, besides Lara Anderssen? I need to know who to clock should they look at you.”
“Why, Mrs. Moreau, are you jealous?”
Of course I’m jealous, dumbass!Last thing hormonal and panicky Alicia wanted was to imagine her raw powerhouse of a wife on top of Lara Anderssen. Let alone when she was twenty-six. How old did that make Lara? Thirty-five?Fucking cougars!Alicia would figure out how to get over it later, before she saw Lara again.“Hey, you never told me you once slept with my wife. When’s yours available? Let’s make this equal, honey.”
“Speaking of kinky.” Danica tipped Alicia’s chin up for a flirtatious kiss. Water dripped between their lips. “Been a while since we tried some new things, my pet.” A finger drew a line where her collar usually rested, temporarily taken off for her shower.
“Been a while? Didn’t we have a whole night roleplaying the other night?” Alicia was the naughty secretary in need of a good spanking. She had flubbed up how many documents again?Punished me so hard that my ass is still sore. “Unless you’ve got something hardcore in mind.”
“I always do.” Danica touched her cheek, wet fingers warm and delightful. “There are things I’ve been fantasizing about doing to you ever since we met. I only get distracted before I can bring it up.”
“Distracted doing what?”
Danica purred into her ear. “Fucking you.”
Teeth grazed her earlobe. Alicia brushed her wife’s breasts again, this time with frisky fingertips that quickly wandered down her pelvis and to the naughty girl lurking between her thighs below. “You do that a lot.”
“What? Fuck you? Are you complaining?”
“Absolutely not.”
Their kiss was explosive enough to fog up the shower, hot water excluded. Alicia instantly forgot every problem haunting the back of her mind. She also soon forgot the whole reason she entered the shower was to wash her hair and shave.
