opened one for her. "I'll get you a glass."
Putting a hand on his arm, she said, "No. Don't bother," and stood up. After
kissing him soundly, she turned around and said, "Unzip me, please."
He did so, then helped her slither out of her dress. As she went to hang it
up, he opened a beer and leaned on the desk to watch her. Eyeing her tall form
from the ankles up, his eyes met hers and she smiled. Nice. Very nice, indeed.
"Cade," said Beth with a short laugh, "You look like a kid on Christmas
morning."
"That's because you look like an unwrapped present." Going to her, he took
Beth in his arms and said, "In fact, you look delicious. Mind if I have a taste
now?"
Kissing her, he let his fingers trail down the backs of her arms and
finished the motion with a reach for her bra strap. Beth giggled when he licked
her shoulder, then nibbled. As her bra came loose, she bit her lip and waited
for his reaction.
Inhaling the scent of her hair, he whispered, "Ohhh, yes. You taste great,
ma'am. You smell great. You look great and you feel great. I'm really going to
enjoy nibbling on you."
Stepping back, Cade used a finger to pull the bra free of her and hung it on
one of the hangers as he leaned to kiss her shoulder again.
Leading her back to the desk, Cade handed Beth her open wine and openly
admired her as she took a long sip of it. She started to snicker again and
choked a little on the wine. Some few drops of it trickled down her chest.
"Hm," said Cade, "Guess we'd better wash that off, huh?"
Smilingly nodding, Beth took another sip as Cade stripped off his clothes
and set them on the desk chair. The hackles on the back of his neck were up and
a light coating of goose bumps formed on his arms as a response to a strong
sense of being watched, and not just by Beth.
As he draped his pants so that nothing would fall out of the pockets, he
glanced around the room and wondered whether his instincts were being triggered
by a hidden camera. If so, screw 'em. He'd order eight by ten glossies unless
Beth had any objections.
Should he mention anything to Beth? No point. They were both naked. They'd
been drinking and smooching. If they were being filmed, it was too late to give
a damn about it.
Then he realized that the watcher might be Mandi. After all, she'd watched
him deal with Nassir. And she was watching? Same answer. Too late to matter. He
looked toward his ro