A Little Taste of Naughty (A Shattered Lives Short) Read Free Page B

around?”
    “No. Come out,” she said anxiously.
    I allowed the door to open all the way and watched her face for the telltale signs the dress looked better on the hanger. Her eyes grew as big as baseballs. “It’s horrible, right?”
    “No! Elaina… It’s amazing on you. You look unbelievable.”
    “Really?”
    “Well, the socks leave something to be desired, but wow…” She pulled at my arm, dragging me to the mirrors in the fitting room hall and stood behind me. “Look at yourself. You have amazing legs, and your butt…” She slapped it. “No wonder that hottie boyfriend of yours is always staring at it.”
    “Claire!”
    “Well, it’s true! Every time you walk away from him, he’s watching your butt.” My cheeks flushed. “Don’t be embarrassed. That man has it big time for you. He always has lust in his eyes and desire in his words. I wish Marc looked at me like Henry does you.”
    “He loves you.”
    “I’m not saying that. It’s just…” She sighed. “Anyway, go get changed and we can go look at shoes.”
    Worried, I stared at Claire for a moment before going back into the fitting room.
    After changing back into my homely garb, we headed off to seek out shoes that were as sexy as my dress. We spent an hour trying on ridiculous shoes, laughing at ourselves, and trying to walk in six inch spikes. From the glare the saleswoman threw at us, I think we were pissing her off.
    Oh fucking well.
    One pair of strappy black heels later, I was outfitted for my cousin’s wedding.

    It was about eight pm when Claire dropped me off at my apartment. I opened my door and saw Henry hanging out on the couch with a glass of whisky, feet propped on the arm of the sofa, reading a book. It looked like some sort of history book. Weirdo. He never read fiction, always the boring stuff. He said he liked to learn new things.
    “Hey, lover. Whatcha up to?”
    He motioned the book at me. “Reading.”
    “Thank you, Captain Obvious,” I muttered.
    “Did you eat? I ordered a veggie pizza.”
    “Nope. I’m starving,” I said while walking past.
    “Stop!” he yelled. The dress bag clung to the back of my thighs as I took a couple steps backward. “What did you buy?”
    “None of your concern.”
    “I do believe it is.”
    “Nope.”
    He bounded off the couch and I tried to run to the bedroom, but he caught me in the hallway. He marched me right into the wall, pressing his ridiculously fit body against mine. I screamed and laughed at the same time.
    He lifted my chin with one finger. “Now…what did you buy?”
    “Not telling.”
    “Elaina, I will hold you down and lick your heat until you tell me.”
    “That sounds lovely, but I want it to be a surprise.” I pouted.
    He peered down at the shopping bag. “Okay, the shoes… At least show me those.”
    “After dinner. Then I will show you only my shoes.”
    His brow lifted, and he smirked. “You drive a hard bargain, my love.” He kissed me on the forehead and walked back into the living room, leaving me smiling in the hallway.

Chapter 5
    -Elaina-
    Henry had me by the wrists, my arms pinned up against the shower wall. He kissed me with the promise of a quick session of some serious fucking. Wiggling one hand free, I slipped it down between us and grabbed onto his thick length, stroking him.
    “Fuck,” he barked against my lips.
    He let go of my other wrist and stepped back into the hot stream, allowing me to grab hold with both hands. His head tipped back, the water cascading down his precisely chiseled body. A groan pushed from his chest.
    “Feel good, lover?”
    “Fuck, yes.” Then he tipped his head back down and our eyes met. The lust flamed up in his emerald green eyes. “Lean against the wall again.”
    I let go and stepped back. He picked up one leg and wrapped it around his waist, making me moan when his tip brushed against my heat.
    “Henry… We don’t…” He kissed me. “We need…” His thumb grazed my nipple. “Condom…,”