Burton Jaci Wild Nights Novella

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.It was just her hand.She usually needed much more stimulation to get her going.“I’m not promising you anything by this,” she said, needing him to understand.His lips curled in a wicked, sexy half smile.“I just want to spend time with you, Grace.There are plenty of women I can fuck.I like you.I like talking to you.Just relax, okay?”“Sorry.I’m used to meeting men whose sole objective is to fuck the panties right off me.It’s a defense mechanism to set the ground rules right away.”“Consider them set.No promises.I won’t ask you to bear my children or move to Oklahoma with me tomorrow.”She snorted.Dear God, when was the last time she did that? “That was funny.” He was right.She needed to lighten up.“How long have you lived out here?” he asked, content to roll right back into talking.“Ten years.I came out here right out of high school.Went to college and worked nights to support myself.”“Damn hard life for a kid all alone.”She shrugged.“I managed.I made friends and scored a couple really well-paying jobs.I knew exactly what I wanted.”“Pretty impressive for someone so young.”“It’s important to have goals.”“And what were your goals?”“To start up Wild Nights.”His brows lifted.“You knew even then?”She nodded.“I grew up in a repressed family.Sexuality wasn’t discussed.The town I lived in was littered with hypocrites who preached abstinence and morality and practiced adultery and indiscriminate sex.It was ludicrous.”“And you were confused as hell, I imagine.”She nodded.“Understatement.I had this raging libido and everyone telling me that what I felt inside was bad, evil.And it wasn’t bad.I knew it wasn’t.How could something that felt so good be wrong? What was so bad about expressing one’s sexuality?”“Nothing.”“I was determined to get the hell out of there before I ended up pregnant and married and trapped at eighteen.No way was I going the route of so many of my friends.They were brainwashed into believing that bullshit.I knew I was destined for something else.I felt stifled there and I couldn’t wait until I was old enough to make a run for it.“So as soon as I graduated high school I packed up and left.I’d worked a part-time job in school and banked every spare cent I could.Enough for a bus ticket to Las Vegas and money to last a month.I was lucky—I landed a job and a place to live and worked my ass off in school and at work for several years, with my eye always on the prize.”“Wild Nights.”She smiled.“Wild Nights.”“So you’ve realized your dream, Grace.Are you content?”She started to answer with a yes, then realized no one had ever asked her that question before.Was she content with her life? Could she honestly say she was happy?“Truthfully, Mike? I don’t know.”THREEMike was surprised at Grace’s honesty.And absolutely stunned by her.Everything about her.Her story, her beauty.Her tenacity and drive.“You’re an amazing woman, Grace.You’ve put your life on hold to realize your dream.”“My dream is my life.Or at least it has been for the past twelve years.”“I did the same thing with my practice.Between school and setting up my business, there wasn’t room for anything else for a long time.”“But you’ve found time to play, haven’t you?” she asked, shifting on the couch so she could draw nearer to him.He knew what she was doing.She was trying to change the subject because she felt like she’d revealed too much.Fair enough.He owed her for her honesty.“I’ve played plenty.Too much, I think.”She stilled, then leaned back a little, frowning.“Too much?”“I’ve played the game for so many years I think I’ve become desensitized to it all.So I find myself looking for the next big thrill, and finally coming to realize there isn’t one.”She relaxed her shoulders.“Ah.Yes, I understand.”“I’ve done it all, Grace.It’s hard to get excited about it anymore.It’s like I’m pushing the sexual envelope, looking for the next conquest before I’ve even finished the one I’m with.”“And it’s not fun anymore,” she replied, nodding.He laughed.“Well, sex is always fun.But lately it’s been a little…unsatisfying.”She crossed her arms.“I know the feeling.”“Really?” He couldn’t believe he was telling her this.Or that she of all people was a kindred spirit.Grace was like a shrink—easy to talk to.He didn’t really spend a lot of time talking to women.When he was alone with a woman, talking typically wasn’t something they did.Then again, she was a stranger.A beautiful, intelligent, eloquent stranger, and different from most of the women he knew.After tonight he’d never see her again, so why not? It wasn’t like he had anyone else remotely close to open up to about things like sex [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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