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Switch Me On

Excerpt copyright 2015 Fran Lee

NOTE: adult content.
 

 Since when had it become so hard to get his interest up in a willing and eager woman? It had to be Roberts, because if a hot woman had offered him a fuck he would have accepted with alacrity. Kurt stared down at the front of the body she had stolen and saw how hard he was. The sight of that cock just aching to be licked, touched, taken into a hot, tight cunt… It had him aching to feel it slide deep into his hijacked pussy. The woman must have a will of steel to be able to say no.

He drew a deep breath and slid into the empty bucket seat, slamming the console back down between them and buckling the seat belt, keeping his head turned away. His eyes filled with tears…

Tears? Was this how a woman reacted when a man rejected her best efforts? He hadn’t figured they would be hurt so deeply by a man’s refusal to act on an invitation.

Spitefully, he breathed, “Looks as if I’m going bar hopping tonight…”

“Like hell,” Roberts snapped irritably. “You aren’t taking my body and going man hunting, asshole!”

“Why not? You don’t seem to be interested.” He kept his eyes on the passing houses.

“I always knew you were a horndog, Masters. I just never thought I’d see you in action.” Her voice was low and angry and he jerked his head around to glare at her, sitting there daring to call him names when she had been the one to cause this whole mess.

“What’s your problem, Roberts? You frigid?” he snapped before thinking about it.

The SUV swerved violently into her driveway and she braked hard enough to make him worry that he was going to go through the windshield, belt or not. Roberts turned to stare menacingly across the console, her teeth bared like an angry dog’s.

“I may be stuck with you for as long as it takes to get my body back, Masters, but hear this. I am not a slut. I don’t ‘do’ everything in pants. I’m rather picky. And I will handcuff you to your bed and feed you microwave meals before I allow you to go hunting cock in my body! Understood?”

He found her anger rather arousing. And that bit about tying him to the bed? He inhaled deeply and managed to say, “You’re sexy when you get mad, you know that?”

She actually growled at him before she turned off the engine and flung herself out of the seat and into her house, leaving him there to watch that sexy ass—his ass—in his tight jeans.
Does this mean I’m gay? She looks so damn good in my pants…

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