It's Only Make-Believe Read Online Free
Author: Shawn Lane
bringing their glasses of wine to their table. "Are you ready to order?"
* * * *
Dinner had been very nice, but now he was driving her home. Melody tapped her fingers on the arm rest in his Lexus.
She'd actually been glad the waitress he wanted hadn't been there. Seeing the type of woman he was attracted to might have squashed any chance of sex with him.
Mel knew she wasn't unattractive, but she was curvy, no skinny-minnie. Most white guys she knew wanted women who were model thin, and that didn't describe her by any stretch.
She liked to think she was rounded in all the right places.
What a disappointment it would have been to confirm Sebastian was like the rest of those guys she'd known.
The problem now was what if he just dropped her at the curb with a yawn and a "See you tomorrow"? It wasn't like she could have said at dinner, "Hey, how about some hot sex when we're done?"
Imagining his face if she had said exactly that to him made her laugh.
He glanced at her quizzically. "What's so funny?"
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It's Only Make-Believe
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The car turned down her street, edging ever closer to her house.
"Just imagining your reaction to something," she said honestly.
"What?"
Oh, hell. She could either be coy and ask him in for coffee or throw coy out the window under the Lexus's tires.
He pulled in front of her house and turned to look at her.
"I wondered if you'd like to come in and have hot sex with me."
Sebastian stared at her in silence for so long Mel decided she had made a huge mistake and should open the car door and crawl out.
He cleared his throat. "Um ... what?"
"Forget it." She reached for the door handle.
"No, wait." Sebastian's hand closed around her wrist. "Are you serious?"
Mel knew it was now or never. She could laugh it off as a joke and hope Sebastian laughed, too, and they could forget it ever happened. But the truth was she did not want to laugh it off.
"I'm completely serious, Sebastian. But I understand if you're not interested. It's no big deal." After all he worked for her firm. It was completely inappropriate and possibly unethical.
He made a little half-choking noise. "Oh, I'm interested."
Mel licked her lips, her pussy clenching in anticipation.
"Well, then, why don't you park the car and come on into the house?"
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It's Only Make-Believe
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* * * *
Sebastian clicked the automatic locks on the Lexus and tried to resist the urge to run to Melody's front door. She'd gone in ahead of him while he parked.
Approaching the door, it occurred to him rather belatedly he had no condoms with him. Lord, he prayed Melody did.
Of course he knew she was only using him because she couldn't have Luther. Sebastian knew he should say it wasn't a good idea and go home. Hell, it could ruin their relationship, and he might even have to leave the firm if things between them soured too much.
But he was also a guy, and he knew very well he was going into the house to have sex with Melody.
He tapped lightly on the partially open front door. "Hello?"
"Come in, Sebastian."
Maybe it was because his cock was hard and stabbing against his briefs, but to his ears, her tone sounded low and sultry and made his balls tighten. Swallowing heavily, he stepped into the house, then closed the door behind him.
"Lock it, will you? Want a beer?"
Her voice came from what he guessed was the direction of the kitchen. He was standing in a large cozy living room with dark hardwood floors and an oversized brown leather couch.
Across the room was an archway.
"No, thanks." He walked through the archway and into the kitchen. Melody was bending down to place a dish of cat food in front of a large orange tabby.
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It's Only Make-Believe
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She straightened and smiled. "Sorry, Ginger has to have her dinner first."
"Of course."
She opened the refrigerator and returned the can of cat food. "Are you sure you don't want something to drink?"
"Nothing."
Melody held out one of her manicured
* * * *
Dinner had been very nice, but now he was driving her home. Melody tapped her fingers on the arm rest in his Lexus.
She'd actually been glad the waitress he wanted hadn't been there. Seeing the type of woman he was attracted to might have squashed any chance of sex with him.
Mel knew she wasn't unattractive, but she was curvy, no skinny-minnie. Most white guys she knew wanted women who were model thin, and that didn't describe her by any stretch.
She liked to think she was rounded in all the right places.
What a disappointment it would have been to confirm Sebastian was like the rest of those guys she'd known.
The problem now was what if he just dropped her at the curb with a yawn and a "See you tomorrow"? It wasn't like she could have said at dinner, "Hey, how about some hot sex when we're done?"
Imagining his face if she had said exactly that to him made her laugh.
He glanced at her quizzically. "What's so funny?"
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It's Only Make-Believe
by Shawn Lane
The car turned down her street, edging ever closer to her house.
"Just imagining your reaction to something," she said honestly.
"What?"
Oh, hell. She could either be coy and ask him in for coffee or throw coy out the window under the Lexus's tires.
He pulled in front of her house and turned to look at her.
"I wondered if you'd like to come in and have hot sex with me."
Sebastian stared at her in silence for so long Mel decided she had made a huge mistake and should open the car door and crawl out.
He cleared his throat. "Um ... what?"
"Forget it." She reached for the door handle.
"No, wait." Sebastian's hand closed around her wrist. "Are you serious?"
Mel knew it was now or never. She could laugh it off as a joke and hope Sebastian laughed, too, and they could forget it ever happened. But the truth was she did not want to laugh it off.
"I'm completely serious, Sebastian. But I understand if you're not interested. It's no big deal." After all he worked for her firm. It was completely inappropriate and possibly unethical.
He made a little half-choking noise. "Oh, I'm interested."
Mel licked her lips, her pussy clenching in anticipation.
"Well, then, why don't you park the car and come on into the house?"
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It's Only Make-Believe
by Shawn Lane
* * * *
Sebastian clicked the automatic locks on the Lexus and tried to resist the urge to run to Melody's front door. She'd gone in ahead of him while he parked.
Approaching the door, it occurred to him rather belatedly he had no condoms with him. Lord, he prayed Melody did.
Of course he knew she was only using him because she couldn't have Luther. Sebastian knew he should say it wasn't a good idea and go home. Hell, it could ruin their relationship, and he might even have to leave the firm if things between them soured too much.
But he was also a guy, and he knew very well he was going into the house to have sex with Melody.
He tapped lightly on the partially open front door. "Hello?"
"Come in, Sebastian."
Maybe it was because his cock was hard and stabbing against his briefs, but to his ears, her tone sounded low and sultry and made his balls tighten. Swallowing heavily, he stepped into the house, then closed the door behind him.
"Lock it, will you? Want a beer?"
Her voice came from what he guessed was the direction of the kitchen. He was standing in a large cozy living room with dark hardwood floors and an oversized brown leather couch.
Across the room was an archway.
"No, thanks." He walked through the archway and into the kitchen. Melody was bending down to place a dish of cat food in front of a large orange tabby.
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It's Only Make-Believe
by Shawn Lane
She straightened and smiled. "Sorry, Ginger has to have her dinner first."
"Of course."
She opened the refrigerator and returned the can of cat food. "Are you sure you don't want something to drink?"
"Nothing."
Melody held out one of her manicured
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