Five Alarm Lust by Elise Whyles (reading cloud ebooks .TXT) 📗

Again and again, the wash of his semen flooding her mouth rip through him. Gasping, his heart racing, he wallows in the pleasure, in the warm heat of her mouth as she swallows again and again.

Jack jerked, his eyes flying open. Moonlight spilled across the carpeted floor. He could hear the tick-tock of a clock in the distance and swore. Tiny ripples of pleasure coursed over him, the memory of his dream vivid, bright in his mind. His hand shaky, he scratched it down his body and grimaced at the wet spot in his briefs. Kicking off the covers, he rose, stripped to the skin, and padded naked to the window. His forehead pressed into the cool glass, he stood in silence, his eyes closed. The need to see her stronger than anything he’d ever known before.

Chapter 13

After weeks of supervised visits, she stood in the small, non-descript cabin furnished with the basics, but nothing extraordinary. Barbara rubbed her hand across the bedspread and shuddered with revulsion. Beyond the window she noted the bars, the high fence, and two uniformed officers who escorted the man she’d come to visit.

A slow, cruel smile twisted her face as she listened to the male voices beyond the door of the conjugal house. The guards wouldn’t come in, and she wasn’t going outside. That meant she had Michael to herself for the next three hours. She intended to use the time to get what she wanted.

“Well, well, well,” Mike drawled as he closed the door. He rubbed his wrists and stalked toward her. “What have we here? Didn’t know they approved you to visit. Just said I had…”

“Really, darling, do you want to spend the time talking?” Barbara inhaled, her fingers plucking a button loose. “Or doing something much more interesting?”

“You always were a horny bitch.” He ripped at his jumper and leaned forward, his mouth crashing into hers.

Barbara curled her arms around his neck, her legs coming up to embrace his hips. What a woman had to do to get what she wanted.

Slowly, the shadows stretched along the floor and Barbara glanced at the small clock behind wire on the wall and sighed. She had to go in a few minutes. Trailing a finger down Mike’s chest, she pressed a kiss to his pectoral muscle. “Baby, I have to get out of here soon.”

“Damn, you sure?”

“Yeah, you know the rules. We only get to visit for three hours. The guards might get a bit suspicious if we’re not careful.” Barbara rolled to tuck herself along the length of his body. “Besides, if I’m not home by five, Lenny’s going to be wondering and calling, and if those idiots at the prison answer we’re both screwed.”

“When will you be back?”

“For this? Or for a visit? I’ll be here on Saturday for the regular chat.” Barbara moaned as he tweaked a nipple. “I need you to do something for me though.”

“Sure, baby.” Mike lapped at her breast, his hand drifting between her legs again.

“Um, ooh yes.” Barbara breathed. She gasped when he rolled, pulling her into position, her knees spread open, her hands flat against the bed.

“What you need, baby, is a good fuck.” Mike ground against her, his cock sliding into the swollen folds. Barbara moaned and whimpered with each movement of his hips as he pounded into her. When he grunted and collapsed on her, she hid her smile in his shoulder.

“Mm, darling, you know I love it when we fuck. It’s always so good,” she whispered against his ear. “But I need you to find someone who’s due out soon. Someone with no sense of guilt. I have a job for them.”

“Doing what?” Mike panted, his tongue licking along her neck.

“I need a minor irritant removed. Along with the idiot she’s seeing.”

“Gillian’s seeing someone?” Mike pulled back, fury darkening his face into an ugly mask. “Who’s that slut seeing? She screwing him?”

Barbara hid her victorious smile and shrugged. “It would seem as such. I’m not sure if they’ve slept together yet, but it’s only a matter of time. If he finds out about the money, we’re both going to be doing without.”

“Give me a couple of weeks. I’ll see what I can do. I guess it’s time I call Gillian, let her know I haven’t forgotten her.”

“What a wonderful idea.” Barbara pressed a kiss to his lips. “Until then, you’d better have a shower, and I have to get out of here. After all, I am supposed to be your mother.”

“Yeah, sure.” Mike slapped her ass as she crawled from the bed. “Best fuck I’ve ever had. I’ll let you know what I find out when you come back for another visit,” Mike promised as he vanished into the bathroom.

Barbara smirked and wrapped a sheet around herself. Listening to the running water, she lit a cigarette and leaned back. Soon, very soon, she’d get what was hers and Gillian would burn in hell.

* * * *

Gillian smoothed her skirt down over her hips, locked the front door, and hurried down the steps. She could hear her phone ringing and paused, glancing at the door before shrugging it off. She’d wager a week’s salary it was her mother.

“Anxious, are we?” Jack’s warm breath stirred the hair at her nape.

“Looking forward to steak.” Gillian shuddered with arousal. Her breasts tightened beneath the pale blouse she wore. She’d come to love these dates. Jack was a great talker, and she’d discovered after a couple of weeks of dating that he loved dinosaurs almost as much as she did.

“Well then, I guess we’d better feed you.” His fingers drifted across her abdomen. They skittered over the buttons, dipping beneath to tease the flesh below. “I stopped off at the restaurant, looks pretty packed … so I was wondering if you’d mind if we had dinner at my place?”

Gillian tensed at the sudden, niggling doubt roaring to life within her before she ruthlessly squashed it. “Sure, uh, that’s