Denys, Jennifer - Friendly Seduction [Friends and Acquaintances 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (10 page)

Matt brought his attention back to what she was saying and narrowed his eyes. “Well, I’m often stubble-faced, particularly when I’m deep into a story and forget to shave, and I’m on the fair side of brown hair. Does this mean I’m rakish-looking?”

Lissa lifted her flushed face and grinned. “Most decidedly!”

“Oh, God. Does that mean the rest of your group think that, too?”

She laughed. “Possibly.”

“In that case I’d better be Rayn at this moment in time and carry you off over my shoulder to the bedroom.” He stood up, pulled her to her feet, and tried to bend his legs to lift her over his shoulder. Unfortunately he forgot about his trousers and had to pause.

“What?” She sounded bemused by his sudden stop, bent halfway.

“Can’t bend down easily in these trousers,” he admitted ruefully.

A loud laugh came from her. “Come on, lover.” She patted his back in comfort. “Let’s presume you’ve lifted me over your shoulder into the bedroom and deposited me on your bed. I take it that’s where we’re going?”

“Of course—although this is sounding a bit boring having the scenes always taking place in the bedroom.”

She considered that for a moment pausing in her walk toward the bedroom. “Actually, it’s just
your
bedroom all scenes are taking place in.”

He was mystified.

“Think about it—the first was set in the main room of the spaceship. Remember, Garin tied her up there while he blasted off. And when they finished the repairs he took her on the table. I think the whipping scene was supposed to take place in the bedroom as was the last scene. However, Rayn hasn’t had the delight of her in the main room yet, so he could lift her onto a console, maybe.”

Lissa changed direction and swiftly moved to the chest by the wall near the entrance and donned a sexy pose against it leaning her head to the side, fluttering her eyelashes at him, and giggled.

Lifting a hand to his chin he considered her pose. “Hm, not bad. In that case, Rayn joins you there…hey,” he cried as she scampered off toward the door.

She grinned. “As Rayn is the fun-loving one, Felissa is teasing him back by running away coquettishly,” she said as she raised one hand to peer at him from behind her fingers.

Advancing on her slowly, he leered. “As it happens, Garin comes in behind her and gathers her up in his arms. She squeals—go on, squeal.”

Lissa did so unconvincingly.

He rolled his eyes. “And between the two of them they place her back on the console.” He lifted an arm to indicate she needed to get back on the chest masquerading as the console.

As she sauntered past him, he swatted her on the butt. “Hey.”

Looking down at her as she walked past him, he studied her clothes. She was wearing a denim skirt with a T-shirt top. “Hm.” He pondered thoughtfully.

“What?”

“I know exactly what I want the guys to do, but you have to be naked at that stage. I hadn’t given much thought to how you get undressed.”

“You could always use the line ‘her clothes fell away from her body’ where the characters have no problems undoing anything. Or even better, the old chestnut when the writer has the character suddenly noticing they are naked with no idea of how they got there. I always groan when they use that one.”

“Well, I wouldn’t want my number one reader to groan, so I’m going to fall back on a sci-fi classic convention of being able to press a button on the clothing and it all comes apart in one go.”

“Cheating, cheating. Foul play.”

“If it works, why reinvent the wheel? This is the future, and clothes are made to come off easily. So to that end, assume all your clothing has fallen off you.”

Lissa huffed, pretending annoyance, and did as he asked. As she undressed, he took advantage of her activity to undress himself.

When she finished and had clambered onto the chest, he retrieved something from the bathroom, placing it on the side slightly out of her line of sight. She squirmed around him to look. “What’s that?”

He stood in front of her holding her head in his hands to stop her turning to look. “Uh-uh. Imagine Rayn and Garin are in front of you, touching you, caressing you, kissing you. Your clothing has fallen away from your body—stop giggling,” he ordered, waiting until she complied. “You are getting so aroused you have no idea what is going on around you other than these two men—gorgeous, young, rakish men, I hasten to add.”

“Of course. Although it’s going to be hard to imagine I have a gorgeous, young, and rakish man in my arms, ah,” she finished as he started to tickle her in response to her comment. “I’m sorry, I take it all back. No, stop, please.” She was giggling and squirming hard.

“I didn’t know you were so ticklish. Not that the guys are tickling Felissa, so stop it.”

“You started it!”

“Shh, they are arousing her, so consider yourself aroused. As you do, you inadvertently hit a destabilizer button, and the ship tilts and you all fall to the floor!” He pulled her off the chest into his arms and wrestled her to the floor, Lissa falling on top of him with a startled yelp.

She sat up straddling him, giggling. “Why did that happen?” she asked in amusement.

“Because I’ve always thought it unusual that nobody hits the wrong button in sci-fi films. Think about all the times you hit the wrong key on the keyboard and all your work gets wiped or you end up on a page you didn’t know existed and have no idea how to get back. What happens if you are hurtling through space at the time? You could end up on the other side of a black hole.”

Grinning in excitement, she clapped her hands and exclaimed, “Oh, excellent! And your machine closes down suddenly, and there is no one in the IT department to come and help. I love it. So our guys are rolling around in disarray on the floor.”

“Yup, but good old Garin hits the correct button, and they stabilize again.”

“Hang on. Shouldn’t they be floating around if it has destabilized?”

Matt rolled his eyes. “It is not a gravity stabilizer but one holding the ship on the level. Satisfied?” he asked. At her nod, he went on, “So Rayn is on the floor with Felissa on top. Garin crouches down behind her. Don’t move. I need to get something.”

She stilled. “Eh, Garin said that?” She frowned, slightly confused by this comment.

“No, you twit. That was me.” He squirmed to reach something he had managed to dislodge onto the floor as he pulled her down. It was some lube.

Lissa turned her head to look at what he was reaching for, frowning a little. “Um, what exactly are you going to do with that?”

“Uh-uh. Felissa does not say that. She is enjoying being on top and caressing Rayn’s chest. Go on, do some chest caressing.”

She groaned at the demand. “As my master requests.” She obeyed.

It was good—too good. He groaned as she stroked his nipples. He loved the feeling of her on top of him like this, her legs tight against either side of his body, her pussy over his cock.

“Okay, that’s enough,” he cried. But it had given him enough time to gather some lube on his fingers. Pulling her slightly forward with his left hand, he reached behind her with his right hand and caressed the rim of her backside. She tensed slightly.

“Ahh. Matt! Oh my God. Please tell me you are not doing what I think you are doing?”

He grinned at her as he continued his caressing, entering her anus with the tip of his finger as she loosened up.

“But I can’t, honey, because Garin
is
doing exactly what you think he is doing. Try to relax some more.”

She panted a little as she tried to do what he asked. “Have you ever done this before?” she asked breathily.

“Nope. Am I doing it okay?” He hoped he was as it felt very good to him. This cropped up a lot in her books so he decided to try it himself to see if it was as good as the writers made out.

“Oh, yes!”

Chuckling at her enthusiasm but not removing his finger, which he had now edged further inside her, he turned her carefully onto her right side so they lay face to face on the floor. Thankfully there was a thick rug underneath them since he hadn’t planned doing this here. He had intended it to take place in the bedroom.

“Now, imagine Garin is lying behind you stretching your lovely butt with his fingers. And this is what Rayn is going to do.”

She squealed as he moved down her body, kissing her breasts as he went, turning her partially onto her back so he could lick through her pale curls to her pussy while two fingers now stroked into her clenching ass.

“Holy cow. Matt!” She panted heavily, her butt lifting up off the floor to aid his movement, her feet planted firmly on the floor beside his shoulders. She reached down and grasped his hair.

Lifting his head, he smiled at her and said, “Uh-uh.” And he removed her hands from his head. “Place them over your head.” He waited while she reluctantly did this then returned to her pussy, pushing her thighs further apart with his shoulders as she tried to close them instinctively. He chuckled as she groaned. He felt her arousal grow. Her groans turned to whimpers as he ran his tongue along her folds, lapping at her juices as they flowed out. A shot of pleasure went through his body that he was making her feel this way.

“Matt, please!” She bucked under his hands now, trying to push her trembling body closer to his mouth as his fingers scissored in her ass. He held her down with a firm hand on her stomach as his tongue thrust into her pussy before moving up to bite down softly on her engorged clit.

“
Ahhhhhhh
.” Lissa’s body dislodged his head and hands as she suddenly jerked into the air when her climax hit. Her body writhed with aftershocks before she finally settled back down on the floor.

He grinned at her, wiped his fingers on his discarded shirt, and then stroked her stomach, waiting for her to regain sensibility. This took a few minutes during which time he thought about how much he loved arousing her like this, despite having a serious hard-on himself. He hoped she wanted to continue this relationship after they had finished and that she wasn’t just doing this to help him.
Surely not? She has to feel something more, particularly as I’m running out of storyline
.

“Oh—My—God.” Her voice was husky when she finally spoke.

He sat up, pretending to frown. “I’m not sure that scene really worked. It’s not what I had in mind. What do you think?”

Lissa suddenly went pale—a contrast from her previous flushing. She looked very worried.

“Hey, I was teasing.”

“Oh, in that case, yes, I think you’ve got a winner there.” She smiled nervously.

Lifting a hand to cup his chin, he narrowed his eyes as he did. “Hm, I’m not convinced. I think we need to practice a bit more. Particularly as both our guys have serious hard-ons here.”

She giggled, her previous anxiety clearly lifting, and reached down to clasp his cock causing him to jump. “So I see.”

Chapter 8

“That is so not fair!” Lissa cried angrily as Matt told her his plans for the next chapter in his book as she perched on a kitchen chair, her shoes kicked off, while he made some drinks.

She had gotten used to the two guys falling in love with the heroine and had imagined they would speed off into the sunset together or the sci-fi version of the sunset. Instead, he had just told her the heroes were about to land on a planet where they planned to hand Felissa back to her owner.

Pouting in protest, she crossed her arms.

He laughed. “We have to have conflict. Otherwise it gets boring!”