playing in his hair the entire time. She loved the way it felt—this taboo thing that
they did—but she would never say so out loud. He lowered to her breasts, which
were engorged to the point of pain just from inhaling his masculine scent. He
kissed them, taking his sweet time as though he had all the time in the world. Gina
looked over at the clock on the nightstand and mentally began keeping time. Five
minutes.
His piercing dark eyes focused on her; his lips lifted in a small smile that didn’t
quite reach his eyes. Something about it made her uncomfortable. It was as if her
body responded to him of its own accord. Why was he taking so long?
Sanjay smoothed a hand over her skin, trailing it from the concavity of her
abdomen down to her heated thighs. He kissed her breasts but didn’t draw from
them. Instead he stroked the outer areas of her thighs, creating a soothing rhythm
that made her breath catch.
As though sensing her impatience, Sanjay looked into her eyes and smiled.
This time he stroked a tongue across the nipple, which caused her to arch toward
him. She wanted him in a way that she shouldn’t. He pressed his erection into
her thigh, but nowhere close to her center. He whispered how much he wanted
her, then asked for a permission she could not give. Michelle paid her twice the
amount he offered for her not to let him make love to her. When he left Gina’s
room after their sessions, hard and unsatisfied, he took his frustrations out on his
wife. Her screams of passion filled the air for most of the night.
Michelle was no dummy, and neither was Gina.
Sanjay continued to tease Gina’s body, soothing her breasts with his hands. He
watched her through hooded lashes as she began to feel a different type of heat
flow through her. He settled his body between her thighs just at the moment she
said, “Your time’s almost up. Why don’t you get down to business?”
“No, actually …” He pulled away and slipped off the bed. “It is all right. I do
not need for you to take care of me tonight. I thank you for what you have done.”
He grabbed his robe and strolled toward the door.
A swell of disappointment filled her.
“Sanjay, you can’t leave me like this.”
He tied the sash tight and gave her a shrug that signaled his indifference. “Leave
you like what, Gina? This is only a business arrangement. You have said that
many times. And tonight that business is now concluded.”