Springer, Jan - The Pleasure Girl [The Desperadoes 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free Page A

the woodstove where she’d left some water to warm, she grabbed the pot and headed back into her bedroom. She’d wash up in a minute. First, she wanted to take another peek at Dr. Liz’s note.
    Liz said he was a friend of a trusted friend who vouched for him and he was looking for her services. Liz explained she’d given him the required physical exam and gave him a clean bill of health. Because Teyla had been so flustered at the stranger, she hadn’t read the rest of the note explaining to her that Dr. Liz would also give his two friends physicals, too, when they showed up and would send along another letter. It was the last sentence that totally caught her attention. Liz asked her to let her know if size really did matter.
    Goodness, couldn’t Liz have been more specific than that? Size meaning he was too small? Too big? Too long? What?
    Dammit! As if her heart wasn’t racing now at the thought of finding out. She glanced out the window again, and a very erratic butterfly feeling splashed through her lower belly upon discovering he was now totally naked. While washing his lower half, he’d turned his back to her, revealing a very cute ass. She hoped he hadn’t been offended at her gesture of leaving the soap and other items out for him, but he’d looked dusty and she figured he’d like to wash up before...
    Oh, lord, Teyla! Stop delaying.
    She really needed to hurry and get herself ready. Ripping her gaze from him, she quickly lit some of her oil lamps on the shelves in her room, undressed and washed herself, and gave her wrists and neck a few delicate squirts of her precious perfume.
    Then she opened the package he’d given her and gulped at the gorgeous white lace material. It looked beautiful, she thought as she lifted it up and gazed at it. It was sexy. Smashing. He’d given her a sheer floor-length negligee set. By the fresh smell and look of it, it was brand new.
    Whispering the delicate material through her fingers, she moaned at the silky softness. She hadn’t touched something this soft in years. She also noticed the side slit would reveal her left leg and hip. A thong panty accompanied the garment, too. The panty had a large hole in the middle, allowing him access to her…
    Another shot of warmth into her cheeks made her swear softly beneath her breath. Oh, boy. Could she go through with this? Could she let a complete stranger have sex with her? Share her? She should be running in the other direction, not getting all these mixed emotions raging through her. Want, need, a craving to be loved.
    Slipping on the panty, she sighed at the velvety feel against her skin, then moaned as she put on the negligee. It melted against her curves like liquid milk. Admiring the garment’s beauty in the mirror, Teyla smiled. It looked awesome.
    The top clung to her breasts like a glove, illuminating them, making them look bigger, and the waist was gathered, making it appear narrower than it really was. The lower part shimmered like ribbons of silk over her hips and legs.
    Having something new made her feel almost normal again.
    She jumped as a noise at the side of the house snapped her back to reality. He was coming! The sound of stomping feet ascending the outside stairs and crossing the wraparound veranda planked floor had her biting her bottom lip with a sudden bout of anxiety. A quick knock and a creak of the screen door followed by the sound of the other door opening had Teyla hurrying to sit on the bed. Normally, she climbed naked under the covers and waited for her clients that way, but this man was different. He’d given her something to wear, and he would like to see it on her.
    Her anxiety mounted, and she clasped her hands into her lap as she heard him enter her home. Her sanctuary.

Chapter Two

    Indecision continued to snap through her. Should she go out and meet him? Check if he had the money? No, he would have the money. Dr. Liz said he came recommended. There shouldn’t be a problem, so she would be