Accidental Sex Goddess by Lexi Ryan Read Free Book Online

watt smile.
    A cheer rose up as she positioned herself in front of them. Some women clapped. Some jumped up and down. Reese just wanted to leave.
    Halie motioned for the crowd to quiet. “Being a Sex Goddess isn’t simple, but the rules are.” She paced back and forth in front of her recruits, hands clasped behind her back.
    “The first rule of Sex Goddess Bootcamp,” Reese said under her breath, “is you do not talk about Sex Goddess Bootcamp.”
    Masey snorted, earning her a glare from their fearless leader.
    “Rule one—” She stopped in front of a red head and yanked the tie from her hair, sending a cascade of thick red hair down her back. “Ponytails are for workouts and housework. Nothing else. No exceptions.”
    The redhead nodded enthusiastically and shook out her hair in a frenetic rush of movement.
    Reese reached for her own hair tie and pulled it out as inconspicuously as possible.
    “Rule two,” Halie shouted, putting two fingers in the air. “You will wear clothes that fit you and flatter your body.” She sent a meaningful glance in Reese’s direction.
    “Ouch,” Masey muttered.
    Reese huffed softly. “No kidding.”
    “Rule three—” she said, pausing dramatically to look each recruit in the eye. “You will seek opportunities to give and receive pleasure.”
    Hoots of agreement filled the gym and Reese eyed the door.
    Masey nudged her. “Don’t even think about it.”
    “Rule four,” Halie called, “—and this is what it’s all about. You will reach for the life you want, not the life that you’ve been given. You will reach out and make it happen because you deserve it.
    “Now, let’s get this party started! Sex Goddess Bootcamp isn’t just a weekend conference,” Halie said. “It’s the first day of your new life. It’s a life of fulfillment and excitement. And it’s available to every woman!”
    The crowd roared in approval. Reese was seriously questioning her judgment.
    “Are you ladies ready to experience the most important weekend of your life?” Halie’s voice was serious now.
    Pre-orgasmic affirmations of “Yes, yes!” filled the room.
    “Are you ready to take control of your future?”
    More cheering, a few whistles, and even an old-school Arsenio Hall-style “Hoot! Hoot!”
    “I’m going to be asking you a lot of questions this weekend. Let’s start with a few basics.” Halie looked around the now-quiet room. “When was the last time you felt manipulated into doing something?”
    Oh, the irony , Reese thought.
    Halie pointed at the redhead.
    “Last week.”
    “What happened?”
    “I went out on a date with this guy I wasn’t interested in because he gave me this sob story about being lonely. It was horrible, and I had to call a friend to rescue me because I could tell he was going to guilt me right into his bed.”
    “That’s not okay,” Halie said. “Don’t waste your time with people who don’t bring you joy. Say it with me, ladies: Never again .”
    “Never again ,” they chanted, and at least Reese could join in on that one with sincerity.
    “When was the last time you felt sexually powerful ?” Halie asked, then pointed at Reese. “Reese, you first.”
    Reese froze. “Excuse me?”
    “You have sexual power. When was the last time you felt like a goddess in a man’s arms?”
    She swallowed and tried to think of any answer except the one that came to mind.
    “Don’t over think it,” Halie said. “The first answer that comes to mind is the most honest.”
    Honest. Okay… “Once, someone came to my apartment at ten o’clock at night just because he wanted the chance to kiss me. I didn’t expect it.”
    “Beautiful. What was this guy’s name?” Halie asked.
    Reese flashed a look at Masey before she admitted, “Ben Hawk.”
     
***
     
    “Good morning!” a sing-songy voice called from Ben’s front door.
    Ben stood in the middle of his kitchen, sipping coffee and attempting to unglue his eyelids.
    Reese strode into the room,