The Wives of Beverly Row 3: Lust Has a New Address by Abby Weeks Read Free Book Online Page A

love. She wanted to own him, heart and body and soul.
    —Right now?
    —Yes. Hurry.
    Trudy went back into the bedroom. She had a costume that she wanted to wear for him. It was a leather Catwoman costume, like the one Halle Berry wore in the movie. She’d paid over eight-hundred dollars for it at a speciality leather store and she was really excited to try it out. She slipped out of her dress and pulled the leather body suit on. The mask attached over her heard, complete with cat ears, and tied at the back with criss-crossed black laces. She only just had it on when she heard the doorbell.
    She picked up her phone and texted Kyle.
    —The door’s open. I’m in the bedroom.
    She got on her bed on all fours and waited. She heard him on the stairs, then in the hall. At last, he opened the bedroom door and stood there, staring at her.
    “Meow,” she said, making a clawing motion in the air with her hand.
    Kyle’s jaw literally dropped.
    “What the hell?” he said.
    “Get over here,” Trudy said. “I’m going to do something very special for you.”
    “What are you going to do?”
    “I’m going to make you come, using only my tongue.”
    “What?”
    “You heard me, now get on the bed.”
    Kyle came over and lay back on the bed. Trudy unzipped his pants and pulled them and his boxer shorts down to his ankles. Kyle kicked them off onto the floor.
    “You look beautiful,” he said to her.
    “Shh,” Trudy said. She was looking at his young, red cock which was throbbing with desire. She hadn’t even touched him yet and it was already pumped so full of anticipation it looked ready to burst. And that was exactly what she wanted it to do. She wanted it to burst into an orgasm of cum, right inside her mouth. And she wanted him to be so in love with her that he couldn’t even think clearly.
    “Meow,” she said, quietly, as she crawled over to him.
    “Jesus Christ,” Kyle said.
    She put her face down to his cock and stuck her tongue out. Very gently she touched it against the tip of his cock. It throbbed the moment her tongue made contact.
    “Oh God,” Kyle gasped.
    He couldn’t contain himself. Trudy knew it was too much for him. She plunged her mouth down over his cock just in time to feel the first burst of semen from his mouth. She drove her mouth down hard on his cock, sucking on the head of it while his sperm pulsed into her mouth. She sucked and sucked on the tip of his cock until he gasped in satisfaction and pleasure.
    “Oh Jesus,” he said.
    She looked at him with a vicious smile. He was staring right at her, his eyes as big as globes.
    “I can’t believe you just did that,” he said.
    She opened her mouth. It was still full of his sticky white sperm.
    “Oh God,” he said, shaking his head.
    She grinned and then she swallowed. “Delicious,” she said.
    Kyle put his arms around her and held her so tight she almost couldn’t breathe. It was working, Trudy thought. It was almost too easy!

IX
    A RIEL LOOKED AROUND THE CONVERTED warehouse that Gabe had rented. They were close to the Santa Monica pier. Huge windows opened up giving her a dramatic view over the ocean. It was stunning.
    “How much is this place costing you?” she said.
    “That’s not important. The important thing is whether or not you’ll do this forgery.”
    She walked up to the canvas. It was already mounted on an easel in front of the windows. Gabe had set it up so that she could look out at the ocean while she painted. Next to the easel was a glass desk with a paper-thin computer screen on it. On the screen was the high resolution scan of the original painting. Ariel looked at it, The Storm on the Sea of Galilee. It was a remarkable piece. She’d never really looked closely at that particular painting before, she’d always been more interested in modern work, but now that she had a chance to appreciate it she was dumbfounded. She could see why the museum was offering so much money for information leading to its return. It