Interlude by Desiree Holt Read Free Book Online

strongly she was afraid she’d come right there and then.
    “All right,” Mark said at last. “We’re off.” He shifted her so he carried her in his arms.
    Damon waited by the nearly invisible door. He swiped a key card in a tiny slot next to it and the door Page 27
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    slid open. Mark carried Lisa into a room draped in black velvet, with spotlights shining on various areas.
    Her eyes widened as she took in the people sitting on the richly upholstered furniture or standing in groups. They were all as naked as she was. And all engaged in some kind of sexual activity, even those who were upright.
    A woman leaned against a tall table, eyes glazed as the man behind her fucked her ass with slow rhythmic strokes. Against one wall, a woman stood with arms stretched above her head, her wrists enclosed in cuffs hanging from the ceiling while a tall man fucked her ass. In a corner, a woman lay on a couch, her legs spread wide, another woman kneeling between her legs lapping at her cunt while a well-built man slowly moved his cock in and out of her mouth.
    “W-what is this place?” she asked Mark, stammering, even as she imagined herself taking the place of any of these women.
    “A place of pleasure,” he told her. “Great pleasure. More pleasure than you’ve ever imagined possible.
    Tonight, you can live out every erotic fantasy you’ve ever had.”
    Every fantasy? Holy shit!
    Her mind immediately conjured up the wildest erotic images she’d ever dreamed about. Wished for.
    Mark stood her on a slightly raised platform in the middle of the room. “Be a good girl and bend down and grab your ankles.”
    “What?” She shook her head as if to clear it.
    “We want to show everyone that gorgeous cunt and ass, don’t we?”
    As he spoke, his voice soft and coaxing, he bent her over, moving her fingers to her ankles and spreading her legs wide. More erotic scenes danced through her mind, and she was suddenly consumed with a tidal wave of lust. Mark’s lean fingers traced the length of her slit then probed her channel which she knew had to be dripping wet.
    “Come and meet Lisa,” she heard Damon say. “She’s our special guest tonight.”
    More fingers probed at her, and she felt tongues licking her. The more people touched her, the hotter she got. When Mark finally pulled her upright again and turned her around, she was so aroused she thought she might come just standing there.
    Mark had removed his clothes and stood naked before her. For the first time, she got a good look at his cock and sucked in her breath at its magnificence. She wanted him inside her. Now.
    My God, who am I? What have I turned into?
    “It’s all right,” Mark said, sensing her inner turmoil. “Everyone knows you belong to me. Only those I invite will enjoy your charms with me. You’re my own special gift.”
    “But I don’t understand,” she protested. “Today, someone told me this place didn’t even exist, and tonight I find,” she waved her hand around the room, “this.”
    He took a moment before he answered her to take a long, slow taste of her cunt. “Don’t you know what Page 28
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    an interlude is? It’s an intervening period, a space in time.”
    “But does this place even exist?” she persisted. “Do you?”
    He lifted her off the platform and carried her to a nearby couch. As he raised her legs to his shoulders and prepared to lower his mouth to her pussy, he added, “It exists if you want it to. You can find it every time it rains.”
    Lisa gasped as he plunged his cock inside her, stretching her cunt to its fullest. “And will I find you here, too?”
    “Oh, my sweet Lisa. I will always be here, ready to fulfil your most erotic fantasies. To fuck you in ways you never thought possible. To carry you to higher and higher planes of pleasure.”
    As his words washed over