be sure if he’d been trying to pull her, though he doubted it. Kate was attractive in a predatory way. Any man who took her on would have to have balls–and you’d think twice about putting them anywhere near her mouth.
‘Actually, we have,’ he said, undeterred, and signalled for a bottle of Cristal–her poison of choice, he guessed. ‘Drink?’
She sighed then said with zero enthusiasm, ‘Go on, then.’
Cute. He liked when birds played hard to get.
They settled into a booth. Kate looked uncomfortable. He imagined she was there to get photographed, nothing else.
When she reached for her champagne he noticed her hands were big in contrast with the rest of her, quite masculine.
‘Did you catch the set?’ he asked.
‘Yes.’ She seemed in a bad mood.
‘Why don’t you go if you’re not having fun?’
Kate looked at him. After a moment she said, ‘I want to get drunk.’
Nate shrugged, refilling her glass. ‘OK.’
‘Keep it coming,’ she instructed, chucking it back.
‘Any reason?’ he asked.
She shook her head briskly. ‘Not that I’m prepared to discuss with you.’
He held his hands up. ‘Suit yourself, lady.’ He pushed the bottle towards her. ‘Knock yourself out.’
Several drinks later and Nate had managed to find a weakness in Kate’s hard exterior–which, like a lot of hard things, was brittle.
‘My husband’s having another affair,’ she slurred. ‘He sickens me.’ Her mouth screwed up. ‘Of course you’re aware he can’t keep his dick to himself–everybody is.’
Nate thought it might not be the best time to extol the virtues of being a bachelor. ‘That sucks,’ he said instead.
‘It’s so fucking predictable,’ she snapped bitterly. ‘He thinks he’s hiding it–ha! He couldn’t hide a peanut in his asshole.’
Nate shrugged. ‘Maybe you should confront him?’ Not in front of half the city you live in, he wanted to add.
‘And lose the father of my children?’ Kate laughed hollowly. ‘No chance. I’ve got a better plan.’
‘Yeah?’
‘Oh, yes. Hit her where it hurts.’
‘You know who it is?’
Kate ran a finger round the rim of her glass. ‘Oh, I know all right. Nanny walked in on them–Jimmy thinks she’s too timid to speak up, but she knows exactly where her loyalties are.’ She laughed sharply. ‘Poor girl was crying, said he’d even tried to have his way with her!’ She raised her tumbler in a mock-toast and Nate refilled it. ‘Hardly a surprise, I should add. Introduce Jimmy to anything with two legs and a pair of breasts and it’s like feeding time at the zoo.’
‘My ex is like that,’ lied Nate, jumping at any opportunity to badmouth Chloe. ‘A real slag. In fact, all the time we were together—’
‘A lovely little home-wrecker, this one,’ Kate interrupted. ‘Saw it the first time I clapped eyes on her. And as we know, the public just loves one of those …’ Suddenly something seemed to dawn on her. She frowned. She regarded Nate carefully.
Nate was mesmerised. ‘Who is she?’
Kate didn’t say anything. She was eyeing him with such concentrated interest that after a while he began to feel uncomfortable. A slow smile was spreading across her face.
‘What?’
‘Now I remember,’ she said, looking like the cat who’d got the cream. ‘I have met you before. In Santa Barbara.’ She licked her lips. ‘You were with that darling Chloe French. Am I right?’
Nate grimaced. ‘Unfortunately.’
‘Oh?’
‘Things didn’t end well.’ His voice was sour.
Unexpectedly she took his arm. When she leaned in he could smell the alcohol on her breath. ‘That sounds very interesting,’ she purred. ‘Nate Reid, you and I have got a lot to talk about.’
Later, at Kate’s Mayfair hotel, she fixed them both a nightcap, performed a little dance that he suspected was more for her amusement than his, then wasted no time in removing her clothes. Nate couldn’t believe his luck.
‘Sit back,’ she commanded huskily, stepping out of her lacy blue underwear. ‘I’m going to show you a magic trick.’ She shoved him back on to the bed, pushed his knees apart and deftly whipped out his cock.
He’d never had a woman Kate’s age. Her body was long and fluid, muscular like a wild animal. She raised her arms above her head, continuing the dance, her toffee-coloured tits high and proud on her chest; a streak of honey fuzz between her legs. Nate watched, transfixed, happy to be following the leader. Like a beast unleashed, she prowled around the bed, touching herself, shaking her assets in his face. It was a bizarre display but a major turn-on. He wondered if her husband knew she was this kinky.
Jimmy Hart probably had enough else to think about.
Eventually she sank to her knees in a twist ‘n’ shout sort of manoeuvre–except she didn’t get up again. Ducking her head to meet his cock, she licked its tip like an ice cream cone and met his eye.
‘Relax, honey,’ she instructed. ‘The good stuff starts here.’
Las Vegas
Elisabeth raked her fingernails down the man’s back, gasping as he moved on top of her.
‘Make me come,’ she whispered in his ear, tightening her muscles and arching her back. At a renewed pace he went to work, kissing her lips, her forehead, her neck. She screamed out, grabbing his ass and pulling him closer, moving with him. Together they climaxed violently, their bodies bathed in sweat.
Middle-of-the-day sex: there was nothing better. They had snatched an hour at lunch. It had been her idea.
He rolled off and lay back, breathing hard. Elisabeth ran her fingertips over his chest.
‘That was amazing,’ she said.
He looked at her, the trace of a smile on his face.
She touched his cheek with her hand, leaned in and kissed him slowly, meaningfully.
‘What was that for?’ he asked.
‘I just wanted to.’
The man watched her. ‘You know what I want.’
She sat up, shook her head. ‘I told you. I can’t. I can’t?
Alberto traced a line down her spine. ‘We can do anything, my love. Together, it is possible.’
She hugged her knees to her chest. ‘Do you think they’re watching now?’
‘Not here.’ They were safe in Alberto’s mansion. ‘I had the place checked out.’
She nodded. ‘This has got to stop,’ she said for what felt like the thousandth time.
‘Some things we cannot stop,’ he advised quietly. ‘They have an energy of their own.’
‘This is different. Other people are involved.’
He sat up. She looked in his eyes and saw a young stallion; she looked at his body, crinkled and sagging, and saw an old man.
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