All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 1091 - Chapter 1100

"You've been working on that paper for four hours!" Amber flung her hands up in exasperation. "What's with the workaholic thing, Christie? You're going to ace the class as it is. Why kill yourself?""Because," Christie sighed, leaning back in her chair. "The exhibit Sophie put together is opening tonight and I want to have fun without responsibilities hanging over my head." Amber's brows lifted in incredulous surprise."You mean Jacob's ex-girlfriend Sophie?" She tipped a caddish wink, pivoting on a heel to look deeper into Christie's eyes. "You're going to hang out with Jacob, his ex-girlfriend, and a bunch of stuffed shirt pretentious types at an art gallery? Oh shit, Christie. You've got it bad." Christie clicked on a promising link that opened up an article about environmentally based water treatment projects."What? I like the museum." The coolness of Amber's breath against her neck disturbed a carefully arranged curling tendril of Christie's blonde hair and she waved impatiently

"God damn," he breathed, inhaling the sweet and heady floral perfume she wore. "You look as if Jackie O and Audrey Hepburn had a love child, however that would work." Christie smiled, her make up all soft shades of pink and rose."And you look like you're going to an Emilie Autumn concert." He grinned, shrugging in his black sport coat and dress shirt. She was amused to see he had forsaken his usual boots in lieu of proper dress shoes and pressed slacks instead of jeans."Nope. If she was going to be performing in the area, I may have to pass up Sophie's show. But you know if I even dreamed of missing this, Sophie would threaten to kick my ass. Even though she knows I'd enjoy it too much." He offered her an elbow and they strode toward the polished oak doors, looking like the most unlikely of couples as an authentic doorman stepped aside, opening it for them when Jacob flashed an actual engraved invitation on white parchment. Christie's eyes widened. "Yeah, Sophie would beat my ass fo

"So I said to her... I says, 'Janie, I don't go to work to put clothes in your closet every week. Some of that's got to go to groceries and what not, and she says..." A burst of robust male laughter rolled across the lawn followed by the closing of a door. Sophie reluctantly loosened her embrace on Christie, pulling away though her tongue was still eager to taste the blonde's kisses. Christie opened her eyes and Sophie was frowning, peering through the leaves at the men in suits who were tromping down the path that led to some of the newer sculptures."I suppose we'd better get back before they organize a search party." Sophie got to her feet, skirt brushing Christie's legs as she went to the doorway, taking a longing look at Christie before leaving the gazebo. "See you inside."Christie began to shiver from the release of adrenalin flooding her body. She didn't want Sophie to leave. She longed for more kisses. Not because she was bicurious, she decided, but just because Sophie was th

Jacob took a long sip of wine. This was nothing new for his fiery Sophie. There were nights in their past that would almost shame them both. He also thought it likely this would include the other participant or participants, in some cases, involved in the scandalous activities. Even considering the night Sophie and Christie met, he thought things had gone as far as they would ever go, and was grateful for being a part of such an amazing experience.But this... This was hotter and more exciting than any of his fantasies, and he was doubly glad he had discovered the melancholy blonde sitting alone on a bench during that festival on one of summer's first balmy nights.Jacob slowly got to his feet to open a window, leaning against the wall near it in a deceptively casual pose. He lighted a cigarette, watching the two beauties from the corner of his eye and feeling like the luckiest man alive."You know that every time I hear this song, I'm going to think of you." Sophie murmured, lips lus

Jacob felt his cock grow harder as Sophie's lips trailed past Christie's navel. He could smell their combined perfume mingling with something fruity and succulent, and within that, the hint of Christie's shampoo, She was torn somewhere between torrid lust and terror, gray eyes wide and fixed on the top of Sophie's head as the brunette's hands gently settled on her thighs, parting them to expose her glistening crevice.Sophie ran one warm fingertip down Christie's navel to her mons, the pearly black polish of her nail standing out in stark relief against Christie's fair skin. As her fingertip slid lower, Sophie looked up to meet Christie's eyes, the pad of her fingertip rhythmically pressing against the blonde's engorging clit. With an involuntary twitch, Christie tried to close her legs. Sophie gave a gentle shake of her head, soft hair sweeping against Christie's thighs. Slowly, she moved further down Christie's body, her lips leaving a trail of fire as they kissed Christie's navel,