Chapter 32

"We are going up the stairs and then left to the end of the hall. I want to show you the Turkish Room."

Paige allows me to lead the way as she follows behind me. I have the distinct impression that she's admiring my butt. I'm wetter than ever, and I hope against hope that she can't tell.

Then I reaIe it doesn't matter. If she didn't want me, I wouldn't be here, in her elegant retro sanctuary. I don't know if she was serious about the job, or just trying to lure me into her clutches, but right now, I don't care. I swing my hips a bit, tmoming her. I hear her intake of breath, and half expect her to slap me across my impudent ass, but for now she doesn't touch me.

The ‘Turkish Room’ is somebody's lurid harem fantasy come true. The windows are draped in heavy, fringed layers of garnet velvet. Oriental carpets cushion the floor, with striped silk pillows piled in the corners. There's a chaise against one wall, upholstered in gold brocade. A brass filigree lamp hanging from the ceiling sheds rosy light over the scene.

Wonderland, indeed.

"Make yourself comfortable," Paige purrs. "I'll be right back." She disappears through a curtained aperture on the right.

I perch on the edge of the chaise, not wanting to stain the covering with my juices. My heart beats wild and fast. My nipples are puckered into aching knots that press painfully against my bra. I start to get nervous again.

I must be insane to be here. Paige is so out of my league now that I really know who she is. Plus getting it on with a potential future client, no matter how hot she is or the history we share, definitely doesn't sound like a good career move.

Soo she returns, and despite the lecture I gave myself. I launch myself as soon as she enters the room. My lips find hers and latches on. She is surprised at first, but soon she kissed me back. We kiss and touch each other for quite a long time. Next thing I know, we are both naked, but she just continues to kiss me.

I'm dying for more, but she pulls back after that brief caress. Her fingers ghost down to the small of my back, where she pulls off the elastic that secures the braid. "When you're with me, I want your hair loose, free. I want to see it flowing over your shoulders. I have always loved you hair. I have missed your hair, I have missed everything about you" She arranges it that way as she speaks, then circles back around to evaluate the effect.

"Much better." She flicks a lock away from my breast, almost but not quite touching me. "But I certainly don't want to hide those adorable tits." Seating herself on the chaise, she beckons me to her. My nipples are just at the level of her lips. She warms one with her breath, and it tightens visibly. I want to scream, to beg her to touch me. She's running this show, though. We both know that. She fastens her mouth on that needy nipple. I close my eyes as pleasure and relief overwhelm me. She sucks steadily.

I've been horny all day. The first broad strokes of her tongue are nearly enough to push me over the edge. Sensing this, she backs off, teasing me with licks and nibbles that build the tension without satisfying me. Her fingers probe my slippery depths, but she is expert in avoiding my clit. I grind myself against her mouth, unable to resist trying to take control. She reacts, once again, by pulling away.

Her cheeks are shiny with my moisture. Her lipstick is smeared. I glance down and see that my bare mons is streaked with crimson, just as I fantasized.

The sight alone almost makes me come. Paige crushes me to her body, kissing me fiercely. I taste my oceany juices and Paige's cigar. Her tongue probes my mouth as her fingers return to my cunt.

I'm close, so close, but she keeps me hanging. We're nearly strangers, yet somehow she has this diabolical knowledge of my body and its limits.

When she releases me, I'm breathless and ready to beg.

"Please... Paige..."

"What is it, Katherine? What do you want?" She pulls herself back to her feet and gives me an arch smile. Of course she knows what I want, what I desperately need. She's tanned all over. Her skin has a golden sheen that cries out to be touched.

Soon, she grants my request. Soon we both climax. Soon, we are both panting breathlessly as we lay side by side.