Onyx Mafia: Insatiable - Episode 4: (Lia and Meghan) (Onyx Mafia: Insatiable Book 1) Read Free Page A

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    I reddened and she laughed, putting her arm through mine, leading me towards an ornate chocolate fountain. She leaned in, whispering conspiratorially, “Lia has one of these at every event, but never eats it. I think shoving fruit into melted chocolate just turns her on.”

    “Everything turns me on, Brenda.” Lia said, coming from behind us.

    Brenda straightened. “Don’t I know it?”  

    "Brenda."

    “Lia.” Brenda crossed her arms, head tilted up.  

    They watched each other for a while, unspoken signals passing between them.

    “Are you still angry with me?”

    “A little, yes,” Brenda said.

    “Even after the flowers? And the tickets to that sold out concert you wanted to go to? And that reference to my personal tailor, (you look ravishing by the way), and the keys to my place on the beach?”

    She had a place on the beach? My mind went immediately dirty. Lia must have sensed a change because her eyes focused on me in that way I was beginning to recognize as the “I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop” look.

    Brenda pretended not to notice. “I can buy my own flowers, concert tickets and thank you for the compliment but I can also buy and tailor my own clothes.”

    Lia looked so doubtful at the last statement I had trouble holding back a snicker.

    Brenda cut her eyes to me. “You have something to say, shoulder pads?”

    Nope. I shook my head, drinking more – wine? When did wine get poured into my water glass?  

    Lia tilted her head at Brenda, lips twitching. “What can I do?”

    “I want a grand gesture, a show of overwhelming remorse from one who made a pass at her best friend, the only person in the world who stands between her and the abyss of eternal heartbreak and sorrow.”

    Lia raised her brow. “Done.”

    “But also, yes I will be keeping the spare keys to the beach house. Thanks for that.”  

    I wandered away as they continued to banter, mind on how I was going to approach having a relationship with Lia. It was totally unrealistic, of course. Not only because I was investigating her for committing highly illegal acts, but the whole sharing thing.  

    What would that even be called with Zi and me? A one way threesome? What about Pam, would she be a regular in our bed, too?

    Would I be able to sit at home knowing the person I loved was out intensely screwing other people. Getting them to fall in love? Bringing them home and fucking them in the shower?

    “Meghan.”

    Goddamn! How does she get my body to react like that? I cleared my throat, willing the pulsing throbs to die down a bit.  

    “I enjoyed your speech, Lia.”  

    “Thank you.” She regarded me somberly. “So. Did Brenda successfully persuade you from my bed?”

    I looked at her and sighed. “Fuck, no.”

    She laughed freely, head tilting back, every eye within earshot turning her way. Then she leaned closer, smiling that sexy smile of hers, hand warm on my arm.

    “Excellent, Meghan. Because I feel like celebrating.”

    ~

    She led me from the main hall, arm in mine, pass the kitchens, (she grabbed a covered tray and I looked at her sidewise), and up a rather abandoned looking staircase.

    Down the hall and a couple of left turns were closed dark oak double doors.  

    She leaned against it, assessing me.

    “What?”

    “Here.” She handed the tray to me; I took it in both hands, bewildered.  

    “Hold still.” She moved behind me, unzipping my dress, wiggling my arms out of the holes one at a time. The dress fell to the floor in a soft wave, as did my underwear.

    “I love it when you wear red panties.”

    “You picked it, Lia.”

    She grinned, taking the tray back from me. “I did say I loved it.”  

    Her eyes traveled the length of me.

    I was naked in a strange place and I really didn’t care. My body was screaming, shouting, begging for Lia to touch me. I took a deep breath and restrained myself, trying very hard not to be a gazelle.

    “What’s behind