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Coming December 26, 2007 from Ellora's Cave
She laughed again and Jack put down the beer. He wasn't concealing himself, standing on the edge of his portion of the patio. The short wall went to the end of the concrete slab. After that there were no dividers. Made it easier to mow and there'd never been a need for them. Her lawn chair was on her side but if she opened her eyes, she'd see him. She didn't and continued talking. Jack considered coughing and then her next statement removed the thought from his head.
"Yeah, the package came yesterday. You're so wicked and that little toy is so good. Were any of the other girls shocked? No?" A gentle chuckle. "We're all naughty women. I've never seen a travel-size one like that. So cute. Well, I have it in, the remote right here and fifteen BDSM books loaded on my e-reader. I've got a long weekend of nothing to do but read and see how fast I can use an eight-pack of double A batteries one at a time."
Her hips shifted, round thighs rubbed together as she tensed. Thin material over that bare pussy wrinkled. A hard blast of heat rushed through Jack as he realized she was clenching down on something inside. Baby girl had a dildo shoved up her cunt. A vibrating dildo with a remote! She was reading BDSM books, fifteen of them!
In that instant his cock sucked all the blood from his body into itself and Jack had to grip the short dividing wall to remain standing. Holy fuck! He couldn't do more than stare at the triangle of cloth as she relaxed a bit. Her lawn chair was facing his side. If she opened her eyes, she'd see her fierce, dangerous neighbor with his eyes glued to her pussy.
"I know," she agreed with her caller. "I'll get the reviews done on Monday. I'll be off and able to do them all. Stop obsessing." There was a brief silence. Carmen reached up with her free hand to grip the lawn chair above her head. Her body stretched and her hips shifted. Jack bit back a groan as her body moved and rolled in sensual abandon.
"Stop pushing, Tara. I know. If I had a real life, I'd be out enjoying it. Since the only man I'm interested in looks as if he could kill with his little finger, I'll content myself with putting his face on each one of these heroes and flicking on the Diver when the story gets good."
This had gone far enough. Jack stepped into the grass to get around the wall, unintentionally making his approach silent as he strode to the short table beside her and picked up the small remote control. Time to let her know he was here and had been for a while. He had no intention of acting politely ignorant.
She'd been the luxury he couldn't afford but listening to her lust after him to her friend was more temptation than any man could be expected to resist. Fuck it! He was done window-shopping Carmen. Time to do some shoplifting.
Choosing the lowest setting he flicked it on.
Carmen nearly jumped out of her chair. Her eyes flicked open and Jack held the remote up so she could see he had it. He smiled down at her stunned face.
"Say goodbye to your friend, Carmen," he instructed as she stared at him standing over her, the phone still clutched to her ear.