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"Hey, kid," he said, drawing the chair fro?"
"Not so bad--as long as I stay down," she said, s wanly "I’m just so sorry!"
"When you’re sick, you can’t be sorry," Grant said
"Yeah, but… there’s a show in two nights"
"Clay says he has some friend in the area who can fill in for you"
"Great I’ll be out of a job"
Grant shook his head "No, no, nothing like that The girl is a writer, but with some theater experience, and she’ll just fill in while you’re feeling so badly But hey, you know, seriously, I know Stephanie pretty well She’d never take your job for so better in a day or two… I think you need to head to a spot with specialists and maybe a hospital"
"Oh, no--I don’t want to leave here," Lena protested
She sat up She earing a nightgown that didn’t seeoasn’t actually see-through, but it wasto her fore, round breasts; their size seeown, her nipples clearly etched beneath it
An odd choice for lying in a bed, being ill, he thought
"Lena, if you’re sick…"
"I’et better; In fact," she offered what he first thought was simply a friendly ser"
She reached out and touched his cheek There was a definite suggestion to the stroke of her fingers against his flesh
He caught her hand, squeezing it warmly as a friend "Lena, everyone wants you here--you’re sweet, charet to the bottom of this…"
"Oh, I just slept badly, that’s all," she told hiet better I’ve never known anything like being in a place like this before" She laughed There was a throaty sound to it "And I’ place Florence is… well, it’s art and leather
Venice is ro like this I never want to leave Ever"
"Wow, you do like it here," Grant ed closer to hiown slipped, exposing the roundness of her breast
"Like it? I love it!" She gripped his hand, drawing it to her chest She stared at him with a curious, seductive s for this place"
He had little choice, without ripping his hand away
"A place doesn’t mean that much, Lena, not when your health is involved"
"Oh, but it does And you know… you shtly
"You know, you really are so So…else to you, you knon deep So sensual You’re kind of like a volcano, you know… I can just iood heartbeat going, Lena," heto extract his hand froth
She ainst his ear "Feel th"
She ainst hiainst his ear
And for a e form of mesmerization Tempted to seize her, lose himself in her lips, bury himself in the expanse of her breasts She had his hand, and he didn’t stop her as she drew it along the length of her body, down between her legs
He jerked back abruptly, shaking his head, taking her hand firainst her breasts
Her eyes ain She wasn’t offended; she seemed pleased that she had taken him as far as she had She wore a secret, catlike smile
"I’d never tell," she told him
"Tell who?" he asked, exasperated with himself
"Stephanie, of course--you’re in love with her, right? Oh, yes, yes, you two are split up, but… this is different, and you know that it is I want you… you want me There’s a rise in your pants, Mr Peterson, I can tell So… make love to me Let me make love to you You want it, I know that you do I can ine how I can make you feel And I’ll never tell It will be our little secret"
She ca, back straightened, arht at his crotch, and getting a good grip on his penis despite the deni at all Not that he’d gotten to know her all that well, but this just wasn’t her
And yet her fingers, gripping, caressing, stroking…
He caught her hands, aware hi theh, it was her eyes that see soet better," he told her, et over to the rehearsal"
She eased herself back down against the sheets, doing so with an undulation in her hips, stretching her fingers out over the fabric, still sers over her breasts then, and down, pressing the them at the base of her Venus mound "I’m so much better with you just in the roole" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>