Surrender to a Sex Therapist by Anita Lawless Read Free Book Online Page B

electrocuted were a good thing. lol 
    PrinceCharming: I bet you feel like velvet. So soft. So wet. I can almost see it.
    My cheeks flamed with heat and a smile quirked up the corners of my lips.
    I typed: Now, can I get back to it? ;)
    PrinceCharming: haha! Go for it.
    This time, I positioned myself in the chair so I could slide fingers inside me while still playing with my clit. I closed my eyes and pictured him with me, imagined what he would look like. My fingers became his fingers.
    I tugged my clit back and rubbed. My fingers were once more slick with my juices, and I gasped loudly as I drew his face in my mind. Hair so black it seemed to shine blue. Eyes the color of sapphires. Chiseled cheekbones and a square chin. He watched me with intense lust as his fingers skimmed up my labia.
    I rubbed my clit harder, letting myself get lost in the daydream as my hips began to rock in a rhythm that matched my climbing ecstasy. My fingers slipped inside of me and I clamped down hard around the penetration. I cooed and bit my lip as the sensations amped up to mind blowing.
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Read an excerpt from a sizzling Wild & Lawless release The Ugly Duckling: 50 Shades of Fairy Tales by Leigh Foxlee
    The Ugly Duckling
    By Leigh Foxlee
    Did I leave the bedroom TV on again? I walked up the stairs, frowning as I tried to remember my hectic morning. Kiss Corey goodbye, grab a muffin for breakfast…  
    When I opened the bedroom door, I stopped mentally ticking off my before work routine and let out a scream. I couldn’t help myself.
    My husband Corey and my best friend--make that supposed best friend--Emma were screwing each other’s brains out on my brand new sheets. I hurled curses at them before I hurled the shoe I yanked from my foot. Then I turned and ran from the scene, sobbing as I went.
    Corey ran down the stairs after me, and I turned to face him as he padded into the open kitchen. Emma trailed after him. Her long, brunette curls were a tangled mess, and she struggled to keep the sheet up over her boobs as she tried not to trip over the hem. Her honey colored eyes met mine briefly, and they flashed guilt that she quickly hid by looking away.
    Corey’s gray eyes were full of fake regret and false apology. This wasn’t the first time I’d caught him in bed with another woman, but it would be the last.
    “ Casey, baby, I can explain.” He gripped my arms and pressed me into the marble countertop. He tried on a sexy smile, rubbed my skin through my shirt, tried to press his cock against my thigh, but I squirmed away.
    “ I’ve heard this story before,” I practically growled the words as I steeled my resolve. He was a gorgeous man. There was no denying that. And whether I hated him or not, he still had a physical effect on me. But I couldn’t let that sway me this time.
    “ You told me you were going to leave her,” Emma hissed these words once she overheard our conversation. She shot daggers in my direction.
    My eyes blurred from tears, but no way would I cry again. I glared at my soon to be ex-husband and my ex-best friend. We’d been high school pals. Corey was the star quarterback. Emma was the head cheerleader, and I was their brainy little tagalong. But how brainy was I? I’d been playing this game of denial with myself for a very long time. Did a smart girl really do that?
    And the truth hit me like a punch to the gut. But then, I’d known the truth all along. Corey was using me. Always had been. After all, I was the main breadwinner. I was the one bringing home paychecks, while he made excuses about turning down good job after good job so he could go out and be the playboy.
    And enough was enough. As he leaned in to kiss me, while Emma screamed like a scalded cat about him being a traitor, I pushed my tiny hands into his massive pecs and scooted out of his embrace.
    Once I was a safe distance away, I snapped up my cell phone and said, “I want you both out of here in under an hour, or I’m calling the