For Her Pleasure by Patricia Pellicane Read Free Book Online Page A

with me?”
    His gaze widened with interest, as he said very softly, in a low tone, “Since we were fifteen.”
    “Well, tonight’s your chance. I need a man as the song goes. Actually, tonight, since it’s my first time, I’m treating myself to two.”
    “Two? At one time?” he asked, clearly taken aback. He brought her closer, and blinked in obvious surprise.
    There was no way she couldn’t notice his erection. God, he was enormous. She brushed her stomach against it then snuggled her face into his throat. She laughed. “Never suspected sweet little Annie would think of things like that, did you? Yes, two at one time. God, I forgot you smelled this good.”
    “You know I could make you forget the thought of any other man if you gave me the chance.”
    She smiled. “I think you could. But, just this once, I want it this way.”
    “You got somebody particular in mind?”
    She shook her head in the negative. “I was hoping you could help a girl out. Do you know anyone who might be interested?”
    He backed up, just enough to study her face. “Jesus, Annie, I don’t know a man who wouldn’t be interested.”
    “Good, pick one for me.”
    “I’m not sure about this. We’ve been friends since we were kids. I don’t want you hating me after it’s over.”
    She looked up and grinned as her finger tapped his lip. “I could never hate you.”
    “Yeah, that’s easy to say now, but how will you feel later?”
    She laughed, the sound knowing, low and silky. “Later, with my ego on its way to healing, I expect to feel a damn sight better.”
    “So you’re lookin’ for a little revenge, is that it? You want to shove it in his face?”
    She shook her head. “We’re not together. I’m surprised you haven’t heard. He’s been out for a month. I won’t be seeing him—hopefully not ever—unless he dares to show his face in court. Being a bigamist, it’s a likely bet he won’t. No, tonight is only for me. For all the years I’ve turned down invitations because good girls like me didn’t cheat… For the years of fun I’ve missed… The years spent staying home waiting for him like a sweet little wife, not knowing I wasn’t even legally his… For all the times I waited for my lying husband, who as it turns out wasn’t my husband, to return from fucking God knows how many women… For all the years of rumors…” She breathed a deep sigh. “I can’t tell you how good of a liar he was. He swore people were just jealous.” She brightened some as she look into Grady’s dark, steady gaze. “No, tonight is just for me.”
    Grady grinned. “How’d you find out?”
    “He came home drunk and had a momentary flash of guilt. I suppose that was it.” She shrugged, unconcerned. “In any case, it wasn’t more than a few minutes before I knew all about the women, the extra wife, the lies and deceit.”
    They said nothing for a long moment before he asked, “What about Doug? What do you think?”
    “I think you’re a gorgeous man. I was out of my mind not to sleep with you every chance I got,” she said as she reached up and kissed him on the lips. Their lips had barely come together when she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Both of them moaned as she greedily sucked at his juices.
    She pulled away, gasping. “You taste good.”
    With a slow shake of his head, he added, “You taste better.” Bringing her with him, he left the dance floor. “Let me find Doug, and we’ll get out of here.” He unclipped the keys from his belt and handed them to her. “Go sit in my truck. I’ll be right there.”
    “You trying to hurry me out of here?”
    He laughed. “Maybe. There’s no tellin’ how many more men you might choose if I don’t make this quick.”
    She laughed and left him while he searched for his friend.
    * * * *
    “Listen to me,” Grady said to the young man at his side. “She’s in pretty bad shape. I’ve known her since we were kids, and what she’s askin’ isn’t anything like