Werebeasties Read Free

them had involved nude pictures. Now she was worried. What if Hauser didn’t like what he saw and decided to cancel the agreement?
    During her seven-year marriage, Jared had complained that she’d let herself go. But Sam hadn’t really cared what he’d thought. Try working twelve-hour shifts in the factory and coming home to cook and clean up his lazy-ass mess. She hadn’t had time to take care of herself. Sure, she had plumped over the years, but she hadn’t really ballooned either. Still, it didn’t make her feel pretty or presentable in front of her new employer.
    Gathering the rest of her wits, Sam hauled herself from the chair. She unbuttoned her shirt and shrugged it from her shoulders. Her jeans came off next, after she’d slipped off her sneakers. She regretted not wearing sexier underwear or a bra. Hadn’t thought to buy some, on account of her limited budget. Her undergarments always came from a Kmart bargain bin. White cotton panties and a cream-colored bra. They looked like granny gear, but they were comfortable to wear.
    Adam stared at her critically. “All of it, Ms Knight.”
    Sam unhooked her bra clasp and let her heavy breasts free from their containment. Her hands trembled when she slipped her panties down to her ankles. She felt vulnerable under Adam’s sharp stare. She picked up her strewn clothes and folded them into a neat pile. It was a habit. Jared was an expert when it came to messing up the house. Then it occurred to her that she should probably act sexy, instead of fussing like a housekeeper. After all, Adam and his friends had hired her to fuck. But she didn’t know how to be sexy. She wasn’t a flirter.
    She decided to stand straight, her gaze fixed on her neatly clipped toenails. She felt so awkward.
    Adam rose from his seat. He tugged her face up. “You’re blushing.” He smiled. “I like that. Very innocent.”
    Innocent? Had they hired her because she was innocent? Who would have known that?
    Adam caressed the side of her jaw with the tip of his fingers. Her neck. Her shoulder. Chest. Nipples and her belly. His touches left trails of red blazes of heat on her skin. Her heart beat faster. Her nipples hardened instantly.
    “And very responsive,” he added.
    Adam noticed her reaction and looked pleased with it. He slipped his hand down. Sam jerked. He found her clit and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. A jolt of pleasure seared her spine.
    “Oh…” Sam instinctively grabbed on to his shoulder. Her knees weakened. “Mr Hauser…”
    “Relax.” He released her clit and parted her dampened seam. He touched her entrance.
    Adam pushed a finger inside her and she bit her lip. It felt rough against her inner passage, despite her growing arousal. Adam thrust his finger until the pad of his palm mashed her vulva. He stroked her. Slowly at first. She shivered from the delicious intrusion. He quickened his strokes, and Sam found herself becoming very wet. Morsels of pleasure burst out in her depths. She moaned at the sensation. The ecstasy edged towards a climax. Adam suddenly stopped.
    She shot him a wide-eyed look, objecting. She was so close…
    A smirk came as a reply, then, “May I remind you that you’re here for our pleasure. Not otherwise.”
    Sam blinked and collected herself. “I’m sorry, sir.”
    His gaze softened. “But if you behave like a good girl, you might have a reward.”
    A reward. What kind of reward? More money? Orgasm? Sam silently hoped her reward would come in the form of an orgasm. What Adam had done was incredible. All he’d done was pet her like a kitty cat and she had been ready to drop to her knees and keel over for more.
    She gulped. “Yes, sir.”
    Adam withdrew his finger and gave her pussy a playful pat. He padded to the walk-in closet and returned with a gown in his hand. He placed it carefully on the bed. “You are to wear this tonight during dinner. You will find matching undergarments in that dresser. Calvin gets a kick from