"Now you touch…"He brought her hand down to cover his shaft. Sasha's eyes grew big and round, glued to his as she allowed herself to feel and explore as he had done. It was his turn to shift restlessly, color slashing his cheeks as she moved her hand, tightened her grip, feeling the satin smooth skin slip up and down over the steel-hard core. She could feel their heartbeats thudding slowly and heavily.When he looked down at her with tense jaw and fever-bright eyes she took her hand away, and shifted herself so that she lay under him. She spread her legs, opening herself up to his welcome heat and heaviness."Now…I want you…" She reached up and pressed a hot kiss to his mouth, her tongue slipping inside with seductive innocence for a moment before she said, "…inside me." Kaleb had lost all sense of time and place. At the last second before desire sucked him under completely he reached for protection and smoothed it on with all the finesse of a novice. This scene was so reminiscent o
Humiliation coursed through her. He was right. She’d put up absolutely no fight whatsoever. What was she doing? This wasn't the kind of thing she'd normally do. This was Kaleb, Tilly's brother…. And he had a girlfriend. Yet she'd slept with him!"Look, I have an apartment in Rome. Come along and stay with me for the weekend." His abrupt change of subject caught her unawares. "What?" Sasha automatically shook her head and quailed slightly under the harsh light in his eyes. "No, I can't," "Why not?" he asked softly, softly enough to disarm her for a second. Sasha looked up. Caught between two worlds, she found herself instinctively clinging on to something in Kaleb's eyes."I will have my plane at your disposal," he added. "But that’s crazy." He shushed her. "At your disposal. It will be at the airport on Friday evening, ready to take you to Rome to meet me. I would like you to use it, Sasha. I would like you to stay with me. I won’t force you into anything you’re not comfortable w
Sasha nodded, wondering when she became such an efficient liar. She felt so ashamed of herself. Lying to Tilly felt like torture. She was also worried about Kaleb. He'd never called to ask her why she didn't show up. At first, she'd dismissed it by telling herself that maybe he was just busy, but now it seemed like he probably didn't want to talk to her. And she couldn't blame him. —------------A week had passed, and Sasha found herself even more upset about Kaleb's silence. Did he even think of her at all? She wondered. She felt like she spent a great deal of time thinking about him for someone she just had a one night stand with. Sometimes she missed him and wanted to call him, and other times she was furious at him. He'd invited her to go to Rome with him for God's sake! Was that something he did all the time? Give a girl the best sex of her life, ask her to go away with him to one of the most romantic cities in the world and then disappear? How cruel! A week had passed and st
"Wow! I mean wow!" Tilly snapped gleefully. "And, what else?"Sasha shrugged her slender shoulders. "I don't know." she replied. "You don't know?" Tilly pouted."I'm not sure." Sasha laughed at the reaction given. "What else other than the fact that I fucked someone else's man, and I'm officially a home wrecker.""Oh come on, Sasha!" Tilly argued. "It's not like they're married or something, right? I mean, it seems like the guy wants you too because why would he go through all that trouble… He sent those beautiful flowers too. If he really was in a happy relationship, he wouldn't do that" "Oh please!" Sasha rolled her eyes."I'm serious, Sasha. I don't think you should feel bad about it," Tilly insisted. "Like you said, it just happened." She reclaimed her bowl of cereal."I'm just glad you're not judging me, best friend," said Sasha with a weak smile. "That's the last thing I'd want to hear after everything that's happened." She reclined back in her seat, exhausted."Why would I ju
It wasn’t even the smell of that guy's cigarette, although heaven knew they were an acquired taste. No, this had to be the start of morning sickness, and if she needed any further confirmation of her condition, this was it.A tentative tapping at the door roused her. "Sasha? Sasha, are you all right?" Naturally, it was Tilly. "Is something wrong?"Everything was wrong, thought Sasha heavily, struggling to pull herself together. But she managed to say, "No, I’m OK, Tilly. I think I must have eaten something that disagreed with me and when I smelled that guy's cigarette—" "Oh damn!" Tilly sounded disgusted, "I knew that was it. I hated the smell too" Sasha opened the door to find Tilly waiting outside, wringing her hands anxiously. "Sorry about that." Tilly said something Sasha couldn’t understand and then wrapped her arm about her shoulders. "Sorry" she murmured with evident concern. "Are you sure you are going to be alright?" Sasha nodded. "Yeah I'll be fine," she replied, "I just
Sasha stared at her mother. She had never been able to hide things from her for too long because she always saw right through her. She thought about the best way to tell her mom about the pregnancy. She couldn't come up with any so she stood up. "I'm not troubled, mom..." she said. But when she looked back at her mom she saw her mom still had that concerned look on her face."You are not fooling me, Sasha" Penelope said, "I can tell that something is on your mind. I am your mother dear. You can tell me what it is."Sasha buried her face in her hands, "I don't think you want me to tell you about this. You're going to be so upset with me, and dad… Oh God he's going to be so furious. The both of you are going to be so disappointed" "Oh, Sasha,'' Penelope said, standing up and pulling her daughter into her arms. When she released her, Sasha stared at her with wide, sad eyes," Tell me what it is. Whatever happens, we'll face it together… As a family"Sasha couldn't hold it in anymore. She
Her parents' eyes were on her, and Sasha shifted uncomfortably in her chair. She'd been so worried about their reaction that she'd barely had time to worry about when they would ask her to name the man she'd gotten pregnant for. Her parents knew the Luthors very well, and she was sure as hell that her father would do something crazy if she told him that Kaleb was the father of her baby. He'd probably decide to have a talk with him, and she didn't want to imagine how that talk would go, especially now that Kaleb wasn't even aware of her situation. He'd probably be pissed at her too. Oh God! What a messy situation this was. "I can't tell you that right now," Sasha said, hoping that her parents would drop it, but knowing it wasn't going to happen. "What?" her father thundered, and again Penelope placed her hand on his."Easy dear" she said. "Please dad, I haven't even told him that he's going to be a father. I know you'd want to say something to him if I tell you. Don't you think he
Turning sideways, she laid both hands over her stomach. The lacy thong, which was all she was wearing now, exposed the slight swell she’d noticed before. Or perhaps she was only imagining it. She was barely six weeks, after all. How soon was a pregnancy visible? She should have asked her mother."Admiring yourself, Sasha?" The voice was painfully familiar. What wasn’t so familiar was the thickening emotion in his words. If she hadn’t known better, she’d have said that Kaleb had been aroused by watching her touch her body. How long had he been standing in the bathroom doorway? Had he seen her examining her breasts, perhaps? He must have done, she decided, her pulse quickening. That was why he was looking at her with such raw passion in his eyes.She made herself turn her head and look away from him and for a long moment the silence stretched between them. She knew she ought to grab a towel to cover herself, but something—some perverse desire to taunt him, maybe— kept her from doing so