“Three years.”This time her moan was deep, long, and the sound of it brought him close to the edge despite his slow rhythm.
Christ, it didn’t take much at all with this woman.She was special, with her kinky mind and lack of inhibition.
“Did you ever play games with your husband?”
“Yes.He loved for us to watch dirty movies together.”
Jesus, Knox would love it too.With her.“Did he ever send you out braless to the park on a Saturday?”
“Yes.We’d go somewhere, walk slowly, and he’d watch the way men looked at me.He told me to make eye contact once in a while, to really get them going.Sometimes I’d even lick my lips so they’d know I was thinking about going down on them.”
Christ, she was good.He didn’t know if the story was true, or if she’d made it up for him.And he didn’t care.He picked up the pace, stroking faster, his fist tighter around his cock.“Then he took you home and fucked the hell out of you?”
Her breath was out of control.“He’d barely let me get through the door.I always wore a little skirt with no panties, so it didn’t take any time at all.I was already wet.He was so hard.He’d push me down on the sofa or in the front hall or on the kitchen table, and he’d take me so deep and so hard.God, it was good.”
Then he asked the question that had been burning inside him since that night he’d listened to her on the phone.“Did he take you to that club and make you suck another man’s cock for him?”
As he imagined Summer sucking him and fucking him in front of her fantasy husband, his cock surged in his hand.
“God, I wanted it.I wanted it so bad.”Her voice was broken, her breath uneven, her words almost a moan and then a gasp.“He liked to watch me with other men.To watch me let go of everything, with the taste of cock in my mouth, the taste of come...”
He could tasteher, the sweet, tart flavor on his tongue.“Then he’d tell the guy to fuck you?”Christ, he wanted it, wanted it so bad.
“Yes.He told him to fuck me right there so everyone could watch.”
His hand was like a piston as he imagined being the man who fucked her with all those eyes watching, her husband included.And he was close, so close.
“You loved it, didn’t you?All those eyes on you.His cock inside you while they watched.”
“Yes, yes, I loved it.”Then she cried out her climax, a long, low wail that released him.He came with her chant, “Oh God oh God oh God,” ringing in his ears.
When he fell back to earth, there was silence against his ear.She was gone.
But she had done something to him.She’d created an unquenchable need inside him.
He would be back for more of Summer Gentry, so much more.
She couldn’t believethat phone sex with Knox was so much better than anything she’d ever had with Paul.
She didn’t care that everything she’d told him was a lie, except for the porn movies.Everett had never sent her out without a bra.He’d never wanted to watch her.They’d never gone to a club.Everett had been too controlling to even contemplate something like that.The only kink they’d ever tried was the porn flicks, which was the one way to guarantee he got hard.He’d want her to suck him while they watched.And if she was lucky, they’d have sex in front of the TV, with her riding him while he watched over her shoulder.But there was something empty in those episodes, as if Everett wasn’t making love toher, but imagining her to be some hot porn star he saw on the TV screen.
And yet Knox had tapped into every one of those old, forbidden desires.The thingssheimagined while Everett screwed her in front of the TV.
She’d done the same thing with Paul, told him made-up stories, spun her fantasies.And yet it had never been likethat.It was as if Knox drew all those dreams out of her.As if he’d looked at her across her desk and known all the dirty yearnings swelling inside her.As if he knew her inside and out, a book he’d opened to just the right page where everything was revealed.
Knox Turner was a man she could spinallher fantasies with.
Thank God she’d set down the ground rule that they would never date.Because she could imagine acting out some of those fantasies with him.
And that made him dangerous.
5
Summer hadn’t intended to talk with Knox this much, and yet, since that Thursday night while he was away, they’d had phone sex seven nights in a row.And every session was more climactic—no pun intended.His voice did something to her deep inside, stroked every nerve ending, almost brought her to climax with just the timbre of his magnetic words.
She had never felt this kind of intensity about a man before.
Granted, she didn’t have immense experience.A couple of lovers before she got married, then her husband, a couple of lovers after, including Paul.
