Derailed (Terminal Book 2) by Lisa Marie Read Free Book Online Page B

locked, go ahead, try one.” I wave my arm down the hall.
    Tentatively she tries the door across the hall and it won't budge. “If you haven't booked that room or signed up for what is being offered in that room your card won't give you access to it. Also, you can't even come up to the house if you aren't registered to be here for the night. The security team will stop you at the bottom of the drive. If you get a new car, you have to provide details to Pothos. Proof of registration for that vehicle will be required as well.”
    “SO this place is completely legit and safe?  How is anything that safe? How can your privacy remain private?”
    I open the door for her and she sees the most amazing statues and pillars in the room. “We all had to sign confidentiality contracts. Only members and guests are allowed here. If your guest spills the beans, you're out on your ass. And since membership costs a hefty sum, we are extremely careful whom we bring with us.” I lean in and press her against the pillar. “So, don't tell anyone about this, I really like it here.”
    “What kind of girl do you think I am?” she asks and cocks her head cheekily to the side.
    “Dirty.” I growl as my hand finds her breast. My left hand pins her arms above her head against the pillar, and her head tilts to meet my gaze. Lexi's stare is heated and her lips part begging for me to taste them. Smiling, I dip my head, teasing her parted lips with my tongue. Hungrily, she strains against my grip on her arms silently begging for more.
    I hear the almost silent click of the door behind us. Our party has joined and the shuffle of their feet on the ceramic tile floor tells me they are positioning themselves around the room. Pulling away I raise her tank top to expose the underside of her bra. It's a lacy purple thing and as I raise the shirt higher, I can see that it's made completely of lace, and her pink nipples are totally visible. I gasp at the sight and she smirks as she bites her lip.
    I lower my grip on her arms, pinning her raised arms just above her shoulders with both of my hands. My thumbs hold her tank top away from her chest so I and everyone else can see these beautiful tits. My mouth dips and I wrap my lips around her left nipple. I watch as it beads below the lace and tents the material. My teeth graze her there and she moans. Pulling myself away from her, which was so fucking difficult to do, I pull her shirt over her head and she flicks her eyes away from me.
    “Party's started, Lex, just focus on me. Ignore them, unless you want to invite one,” I whisper into her ear as I gently turn her head back to me with my fingertip. “Or more.” I raise my eyebrow as I walk toward my abandoned bag. She swallows hard and nods, following my every move with her gaze.
    Her chin quivers as she tries to smile, nerves are taking over. “Turn around and hold the post, just like at home.” I keep my tone calm and even while I remove the silver vibrator from the bag. “We won't do anything we don't do at home if that makes it easier.” I press my lips to her forehead and she turns around, reaching above her head, stretching her torso.
    Reaching back over my head, I grab my shirt with one hand and pull it off.  Pressing my chest into her back, I drag my tongue down her spine until I reach the top of her jeans. I reach in front of her to unbutton them and slide them down her legs. I release a sigh when I see she told me the truth about her matching underwear. Boy cut purple lace panties. Fuck! My dick is instantly hard. I press my hips into her backside and she giggles. “Told you they match.”
    “Don't talk, Lex,” I quietly scold her as I slide the cold aluminum vibe down her spine. Goose bumps raise in its wake.
    Swallowing hard, she closes her eyes and nods. “Sorry,” she whispers. I smile knowing she's nervous, knowing she's trying really hard and deserves a reward.  My hand travels over her hip and my fingers dive into the front