Masters & Lovers Box Set Three
Chapter 40
“Put your things in there. It’s the guest room.” He eyes the holdall she is carrying. “Is that all you have?”
“Yes. Max had them pick up some of my things, but I couldn’t carry much from the hotel.”
“Give me your keys and your address. Tell me what you want. Make a list. I’ll pick it up for you.”
She jots down…
… For the long term…
… Never going back…
… Clothes and personal items, a box she keeps containing bank books, tax records and similar, her client records and diaries, a few precious books. A cookie jar she uses for handy cash.
Frank scans the list. “Sure that’s all?”
“It’s fine. I won’t stay with you longer than I have to.”
*****
“I’ve brought back what I could, Mitch, but I couldn’t find all of it.” Frank dumps a suitcase containing clothes by the bed, then another. Your books are still in the car, but I couldn’t put hands on those records you were talking about. Or the cash.”
Wide-eyed, she chews a lip. “But… but they must be there…”
“Weren’t. I looked high and low. They’re not in there.”
She looks at her feet. “The police must have taken them.” She swipes a hand through her hair. “Never mind. I’ll go to the bank. Draw out some cash.”
“There’s one just down the road. I’ll drive you.”
*****
“What do you mean? I can’t have it? It’s my money. That’s my ID there…” Mitch pushes her driving licence under the counter at the teller.
“I’m sorry madam, but the account is locked. There’s nothing I can do about it.”
“Let me talk to the manager.”
“I’ll see if he’s available, but these matters are handled by headquarters.”
*****
“Any luck?” Frank pushes a mug to her. “It’s peppermint tea. I know you like it. I got some in for you.”
“Thank you.” Subdued, she sips. “No. No luck. All they would say is that my account is frozen.” She raises liquid green eyes. “What am I going to do? I’ve no money…”
He sits by her, lays a hand on her thigh. “You’ll get it back when it goes through the courts, Mitch.”
“Frank, don’t you see? I don’t dare do that. Someone is trying to frame me. Someone has framed me. Someone with police connections. My lawyer’s already been murdered. What kind of people d’you think these are?”
His voice is flippant. “You can earn more money, Mitch.”
He doesn’t believe her…
Not really…
Not deep down…
“How? I can't show my face. Frank, I’ve got to get away from here.” Pressing fingers to her forehead, “Christ, I’m painted into a corner. I’ve no money. I can’t work. If I moved away, I’ve nothing for a down-payment on a new place…”
“Hey, Mitch. Calm down.” He tightens his hold on the thigh. “You’ve got me. Stay as long as you want.”
“Frank, I can’t pay rent or housekeeping or anything…”
He smacks a kiss onto her forehead. “Don’t worry about that. There’s more than one way of paying rent isn’t there?” She turns to meet him full in the face. “And besides…” He waggles a finger at the silver butterfly hanging around her neck. “… You’re still wearing it. So, Larry or no Larry, you must like me, eh?” He slips an arm right around her, curving around spine and ribs to settle on a breast, giving it a squeeze. “What d’you say?”
What choice does she have?
Slumping, eyes brimming, Mitch turns to look the other way. Slowly, and for the first time in her life, feeling like a whore, “Alright, Frank. I’ll stay.”
*****
James
Rain lashes sideways onto the windows.
Roll on Spring.
Is this blasted weather never going to end?
But I’m warm and comfortable; naked next to my dozing Jade-Eyes, her body heat percolating to me. And beyond her…
Where’s Michael?
Got up early…?
the
Sleet?
would he get
Much better here…
over the blather of the weather, I hear the hiss of the shower in the
consider the tumble of red hair
How is she now?
Over the shock?
at least dealing
stroke over the curve
does look much
I follow it through along a smooth, pale
orbs settling on me. The mouth curves
“Good morning. Slept well?”
“I did yes.”
thumbnail. And, how are you? How are
as it penetrates what I am actually asking. Then the smile curves up a little more. She palms my hand into hers, pulling it to her mouth, kissing
me
Georgie…
I jemmy the smile onto my face; keep my
Jade…
back and
Beyond rubies…
neck, running into my hair. The sensation skitters
would you like,
copper hair, I draw my hand over one lovely breast, thumbing at the rosy nipple; perking it up as she sighs
mouth, nibbling and teething hard enough to spike a little pain through her. The breath rattles from her lips, her hips quivering against my erection. Then she bows her spine, reaching back, winding
Her beautiful submission…
“Open your legs.”
eyes never leaving mine, she does so. Spreading herself, feet flat to the blankets, her hips raised in the way she knows I enjoy. Quickly, I
rhythm, but there’s no hurry. In a while, I’ll get inside, but just now, I’m happy to lie beside
swell of first one, then the other breast. Heading south, I brush over creamy-pale
are
“Look at me, Charlotte.”
lids flick open, and irises, vivid and verdant as a tropical forest,
crease of hip and thigh, the softest and most sensitive of skin, my merest touch and movement brings her response. Using a
“Look at me…”
but her milky skin is flushing; a tide of rose flushing over breast
labia, my finger pads vibrate with the quiver that echoes through her flesh. An impulse tells me
over lips, then the delicate skin of her inner thighs, then back again. My fingertips are growing wet, and as I continue, she heats and
is trembling, demanding action. Pressing myself against her, the firm muscle of her thigh quakes against my groin, increasing
Soon…
… but not yet…
hand, slippery and tantalising. Curling my palm over her entrance, she’s flowing freely now, and I penetrate with
escapes her throat. Again, her
“Look at me.”
more, she obeys, her breath coming in short spurts, breasts vibrating with
circling her inside, spiralling within,
press in. Another finger and another, splaying my fingers. Her moans grow urgent, then turn to wails as I press my thumb against her
whole body is
“You can’t come yet.”
back, air whistling
for a
support her head, I tug her forward until her hips overhang the mattress edge, I kneel, slip fingers through her folds to open her, then push her ankles
pussy is cherry against cream, the puffy flesh glistening. Mouthing at her thighs, I lap away the honey coating
She convulses: ‘Oh, God….”
may not come yet.” Then I pump her again
face straining forward,
I push my hand to her face. “Taste yourself.” Opening her mouth, she sucks at
makes a vee. “Taste of? I don’t
index and middle fingers in her juices, then offer them back to her mouth. “Taste yourself, then tell me
“It’s a little acid. Citrussy perhaps, But musky too.
I taste when I drink from your
and her head drops back to
You can rest on my shoulders.” Her weight presses through the soles and as I drop my mouth to her entrance, she shudders. Quickly I speak
Master.” But her voice is
better than try. If you come before I give you permission,
but she lapses into silence save for the sound of her
to
her into
Let’s see…
slung around his hips. He raises a finger to his lips as, taking a seat, hands folded
heavily, I bathe her in my heat. Her weight shifts as, mewling, she strains, her body curving as her pelvis rises. But I pin her, a hand pressed hard inside each thigh, fixing her position as she tries to writhe, I lap at her bud. Still hooded, still protected, and yet her
circle around and then over, revelling in the salty piquant taste and the slight resistance of her flesh against mine. She wails, hips jolting,
You may
“Master… I can’t…”
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