Pain and Pleasure (6 page)
“Fair point,” he said. “So, I’m going to be forward again. Is there any reason why you’re dressed so…differently today?”
I didn’t answer on purpose. I was too busy gazing into his eyes and waiting to hear what he’d say next.
“You’re usually in trouser suits, aren’t you, or at least a longer skirt,” he said.
So he
had
been watching me, then.
“Today,” I said, “I wanted to put something on that made me feel sexy.” I could hardly believe I’d repeated one of the lines out of my fantasies, but I had and it hadn’t been so bad at all. I decided to push on. “You know, to see if it would make you take notice.” I’d laid my interest in him bare and could only hope he didn’t think me too shameless, too bold.
“I’d notice you whatever you had on.”
If someone else had said that I might have thought it was a standard pick-up line, designed to make me fall at his feet. I’d already fallen a long time ago, but those words, as they’d spilled from his lips, had sounded…right. Sincere.
“Oh really?” I asked, surprised.
“Really. There’s something about you. You stand out from everyone else. As though you think things that would shock.” He paused and smiled. “Did you know that when you’re on the train and you’re looking out of the window, you bite your bottom lip sometimes? I’ve often wondered what makes you do that, what you’re thinking, and I always come up with something risqué.”
Now that wasn’t a word I expected a man to use, but then he did have a refined air about him, as though he might well have swallowed a dictionary between rounds in the ring, and when speaking he dipped into the vast well of vocabulary and selected ones that stood out.
“Risqué,” I said, loving the way it had rolled off my tongue. “Perhaps I do think things like that.”
“Do you?” He lifted his eyebrows then cocked his head, urging me to go on.
“I do.”
“Ah, I thought so. And would you care to share those things with a fellow traveler? It’ll give me something to think about other than my own risqué thoughts.”
“You’ve never given me the impression you think naughty things,” I said, a little shocked at his revelation but trying to hide it.
“You’d be surprised. Even more surprised if I admitted they were all about you.”
Again, I could have thought he was stringing me along, saying things that he thought I wanted to hear, but he stared at me with such a genuinely serious expression that I could do nothing but believe he’d meant everything he’d said.
I mulled over what he’d asked. “I
could
share them,” I said, offering him what I hoped was a sexy smile. “But I’d much rather show you.”
About the Author
Lily Harlem and Natalie Dae have been writing together for several years now on top of their individual author projects. Their joint name is now Harlem Dae. They enjoy being represented by traditional houses including HarperCollins and Totally Bound as well as self-publishing their sexy stories on Amazon.
Both live in the UK and gain great satisfaction from bouncing characters and their raunchy antics back and forth, growing, nurturing and stoking plot lines until they steam off the page and push boundaries. They consider themselves to be solitary, whacky, spontaneous and desirous for many things including perfection and are frequently caught sending messages back and forth referring to each other as Rodney and Delboy.
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