Page 193 of The Alexandra Series


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“Very little. And I don’t trust him. Not as far as I could spit,” she replied. “He did lay it on about honesty, but the message was so subtly delivered, kind of came around the corner and slapped me in the face. Have you ever had a man reprimand you on an evening horseback ride?”

“Horseback?”

“Very subtle.”

“But very Reggie. So he didn’t punish you?”

“No. Might have been easier if he had.”

“And you think he’s planning something?” Alex asked.

“What do you think? You’ve known him longer than I have.”

“Not the way you know him.”

“I don’t know what he’ll do, but maybe there’s nothing to worry about. So, what happened with Will?”

Alex smiled, thinking back to the odd conversation over her beloved egg rolls and fried rice. “He grinned and looked amused, and then dropped the conversation altogether like it was no big deal.”

“How odd,” Jocelyn mused. “Maybe it’s not a big deal.”

“I have a hard time believing that,” Alex retorted.

“You’d almost think they’re cooking up some devious plan.”

“Well unless Will was lying incredibly well, which he’s never done before, he didn’t know about us until I told him. He could hardly have some devious plan in the works.”

“I think we’d better watch our backs and asses, and God knows what else,” Jocelyn warned.

“I think you’d rather have the fireworks,” Alex observed.

“I don’t know what I want. I guess I expected some revenge, some dastardly punishment just because it was a great opportunity, if nothing else.”

“Watch what you pine for, sweetie, even if it’s only in your imagination. It might just come true.”

With lunch arriving at the table, they waited until the waitress left for their conversation to continue. When alone again, Alex looked at Jocelyn thinking of how she wanted to caress her friend’s soft cheek. It was happening pretty much every time she was with the redhead, the lust was there as naturally as it was when she was with Will, and even Reg. “So does this change what you and I are going to do?” she wondered aloud.

Jocelyn looked at her affectionately. “Not as far as I’m concerned.”

“Will didn’t ask me to stop,” Alex said.

“And would you if he had?”

“I’d have to consider it,” she replied. “But you understand, Will and Reggie have both championed my honest sexual expression. They’d be hypocrites to change their feelings now.”

“Then let’s find motel,” Jocelyn said. In her mind, she was already in the hotel room stripping Alex naked.

The blonde smiled and whispered tersely. “Only if you’ll play rough with me. I need it rough, really rough. All Will would do last night was so passive, I almost think he planned it that way to irritate me.”

***

The hotel room they rented was a dim seedy one like most of the others in the vicinity of their offices. And yet, from the outset it was a wild sexual palace where a sudden torrent of frenzied energy was ripe to explode.

“How rough do you want me to play?” Jocelyn whispered, as she crawled up on the slightly tattered bedspread next to a half clothed Alex.

There was a distinct edge in her voice that Alex had never heard before, like steel, like Reggie’s, an edgy tone that matched the redhead’s personality. “Real rough,” she replied, meeting fiery eyes with fiery eyes. She wanted to rage like a dragon, letting all the heat in her spring forth, and then with the fierceness of a good dominant, be subdued, as gentle as a lamb.

Meeting the challenge as if it was no challenge at all, as if this were something Jocelyn had enacted a thousand times in one lifetime or another, she pulled a scarf from her purse, and gathered Alex’s forearms in her hands. Winding the slip of cloth around her thin wrists, she bound them together. “This is what you want, bitch?” she asked, expecting no answer. She pushed at the blonde’s reclining body. “Get up there at the headboard and turn over. You might want to hold tight.”

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