Words were as nothing. Intensity of matedness, earthy beauty of the inevitable. Animal lust, but so much more than that… the rising, then soaring. S...e’d clenched him in orgasm three times, ululating her triumph, heedless of neighbours. At last the sap rose in him, and she sensed it, so closely attuned were they. She groaned: – Arse, darling, spunk this arse you own… No, he wasn’t going to do that. Knew she was near mid-cycle, and something undeniable in him had to seed her. Sometime this woman. Theoutfit's dark purple color flattered my makeup and hair. I felt like amillion, although even that wouldn't go far in Las Vegas. My domina lookedeven more luscious in her green Dries Van Noten, matching Jimmy Choo sandalsand Cartier emeralds.Ready at last, arm in arm we strutted through the glorious Four Seasonslobby, grabbing all the glances and made our way outside to the port-cocherie. The handsome valet had our silver MZB SL convertible and bottlesof cold spring water ready. He helped us. "By the way, how's Leslie doing?" She's VP of marketing in our Minneapolis office," said Mr. Wade."I'm very happy for her. I'm also happy that she works for such aprogressive company." Hey, it's the least we could do. I mean, I picked her for the job. IfDana sticks around, as you put it, then we'll definitely find a job forher." I'm glad to hear that. I'll talk to you later this week and give you anupdate on Dana's progress."Chapter 9Dana dried herself off as she stood in the shower stall. The. Zelvetti.Then Brandon asked me the question I'd been dreading. "Arie, how are you? Are you okay?"There was simply no good way to answer that.How was I? I was... Nasty, is how I was. I didn't take a shower last night, I didn't get my homework done, my hair was a mess, I'd barely eaten any breakfast, I didn't pay the slightest attention in any of my classes, I'd lacked the energy to get myself out of bed in time—and that was interesting, Mom yelling at both Trina and I to hurry up or we'd be.