Having lost any sense of dignity or decorum, Alexa was now squealing and grunting, amidst entreaties of "Oh God. Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" She was so ...ost in herself that she didn't notice the client walk in and shake hands with Dacosta. "I see you got things started here for me," he said with a disarming smile. Alexa and Serena had been prepped about the client prior to being led to the Scene Room. His name was Stuart Littleton and he was a wealthy banker. He was to be referred to as 'Mr.. Probably just another young guy selling magazines I thought as I threw on a silk kimono and headed for the door. "Jennifer!" "Hi Jerry, I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said, as her eyes ran up and down my body. "Oh, um, no, no, I just got out of the shower actually," I mumbled, stating the obvious as she looked at my wet hair. "Well, either that, or it's raining inside your house." She was wearing a pale blue sundress and a sexy pair of strappy high heel sandals, looking like a. After she finished the sentence, Athea erupted into the most frenzied act of sexual ferocity Roban had ever seen of his sister. The expression on her face was of manic intensity. Her eyes, now swirling pools of blue light, kept his gaze captive in their bottomless depth. Without a sense of time, he was as surprised about her sudden scream as he was about his own orgasm.When Athea ran out of breath she collapsed onto his chest and he realized how wet he was there. She was still clawing at his. A soft whimper curdles at the back of her throat and his hand stops pressing her mouth to his. He draws back, breathing hard. A soft splash of shock traverses his eyes. Her hand comes up to brush the back of her lips, still tingling from the kiss. He takes a breath and his eyes narrow fractionally. He studies her face, taking in her auburn hair and hazel eyes. ‘You…are definitely not Katherine.’ Her lips press together a moment, partially to soothe the tingle on her lips, and partially to seal.