All Chapters of Taboo Pleasures: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

"Necrophile," I return. She laughs at that, then untucks herself from the blanket and rolls onto her back. "Sorry, Lexi. Overheating.""I'll say," I return, weakly. "I'm going to need a big meal to replace the energy I just burned there."Robs grins at me. "Was it really that good?""Robyn Emily Blake. You made me forget my own name. Where the hell did you learn how to do that?""Just trying something out, Lexi. I enjoy it when I do it to myself; just wondered whether you did too.""I'll tell you one thing," I say levelly. "If I could clone your fingers and sell them as a sex toy I'd make millions."She grins wickedly, and stretches out. I watch the way the faint light from the fire highlights the shadows cast on her body by the light from the windows. She looks like she's got flames under her skin, just

I'm jerked out of my reverie as my phone vibrates on the table top. I grab it with my left hand, and am surprised to see it's Em phoning. Quickly, I answer."Hullo darling!" I bubble.Silence and background noise."Em?" I ask, puzzled. "Em, are you there?""I'm here," she answers, softly. I can tell something's wrong."What's going on?" I ask.She's quiet again."Em, you're worrying me. What's wrong? I can tell that something's wrong. I can smell it.""It's been a... rough day, Bella.""Where are you?" I ask, concerned."In the car, on the way home. You?""Lymington," I answer."Alone?""Yeah. Just Indigo and I.""Can I... can I come visit, Bella?""Jesus, Em, do you even need to ask? Of course. I'll sort out the aft cabin for you.""Thanks Bella. I'll... I'll see you soon."She hangs up. I frown, deeply unsettled. Emma sounds stressed and sad. Stressed is normal for her, but sad isn't; she doesn't let things affect her unless they're really serious.I pick up my phone and dial Mum, h

She snorts quietly, and takes another sip of wine. I top us both up again and she smiles a small, wan thanks at me."I've always wanted to be like you," I say after a while. "You always seem to know what you want and where you should be. I have my non-profit, and Indigo... but not much other than that, really.""You cut yourself off to much," she observes, quietly."Yeah, I guess I do," I agree. "I guess I'm scared of disappointment.""Disappointment?" she asks, curious."I guess I'm worried that people will try to take advantage of me once they find out about the money.""It's a risk, Bella. But life is about taking risks. You're an awesome, loving, generous woman. Hot, to boot. Don't isolate yourself from the people who would appreciate that."I blush at the compliments, and Emma blesses me with a small smile. I take a long sip of wine and eat another cracker to try to mask the embarrassment, but I know she sees right through me."I'd settle for a single person appreciating me," I m

My finger slips gently between my lips, sending small tingles up my spine. My clit, already engorged, stands proud from my inner lips, and I slowly start to stroke around it as I give myself the attention I so desperately need. I close my thighs on my hand, enjoying the sensation of pressure it creates on my outer lips, then spread them again so that I can stroke further down to and into my entrance. I can feel my nipples harden, and I bring my left hand up to gently stroke first my left and then my right nipple and from there the undersides of my breasts.I can't help but imagine Emma touching me like this, and I let slip a small moan before I clench my jaw. The last thing I need is to wake her up.The fingers of my right hand are slick with me now, and I move my left down too so that I can work my index and middle fingers into my soaking vagina while I stroke myself silly with my right. I plateau slowly, hampered by the alcohol in my system. I can feel small drops of sweat forming a

"Allowing me to come with you this weekend, looking after me, telling Alan to go fuck himself... the list goes on."I laugh. "I did find that last one very satisfying, I must confess.""I wouldn't have had the strength," she says. Then she sighs. "I'm just so tired of the bullshit that comes with relationships, Bella.""Take it from me, I think the bullshit probably trumps the loneliness of being single," I answer."At least you don't have to deal with the constant stress of dealing with someone else's attitude and issues," she mutters."I'd trade that for waking up in an empty bed any day of the week."We sit in a brief patch of silence and I eat some salad, listening to the waves lapping against the hull."I guess I haven't been single long enough in the last couple of years to remember what it feels like," she says apologetically."It sucks, but I guess it's my base state," I offer. "I can't remember ever actually being in anything long-term.""And sex?" she asks, curious."Um... n