but two explosive orgasms. She’d desperately needed those. Now he was making her favorite treat, hot
chocolate. A girl could get used to such luxuries. Who would have thought when she’d left her office on
Friday in such a disgruntled huff, she’d be wearing a strange man’s clothes after having the best sex of
her life? She felt like a spoiled princess and she loved it.
By nature, Haley was always a conservative and cautious person. Her one spontaneous move had been
meeting and marrying Eric. That mistake had taught her spontaneity wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
So why was she having such a delightful time?
Easy: Jay Pickett.
He was too sensual. Too rugged and masculine to simply pass up. No woman in her right mind would
choose caution over the heated promises burning in his eyes. Every once in a while a woman was entitled
to indulge and enjoy.
Moving to the entertainment cabinet, Haley perused the massive thing and was suitably impressed with
Dr. French’s taste in electronic equipment. He had it all, including Bose surround sound. She opened a
door and located DVDs galore. But that wasn’t what had her eyes going wide and her mouth dropping
open.
There was a video camera. Complete with blank, recordable DVDs. What would it be like to tape Jay
making love to her, bringing her to climax, watching him climax? They could watch it together afterwards.
The very thought made her blood run hot and her lungs suddenly felt starved for air.
The last time she’d videotaped a man having sex, it had been Eric and his girlfriend. Haley would dearly
love to get that image out of her head for good. And what better way?
She smiled and picked up the video camera and searched for the batteries. She found a battery pack,
still on its charger, the green light indicating it was ready to go. She lifted it off and attached it to the back
of the camera. After inserting a DVD, Haley powered the thing on. That’s when she heard Jay clearing
his throat. She took a deep breath and turned around, still holding the video cam. Jay stood behind her
holding a food tray. He pointedly looked at the camera, then back at her. His eyebrows arched and a
devilish sideways grin appeared. She had the feeling she’d just unleashed a lion from its cage.
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He moved to set the tray, laden with fruit, cheese, crackers and, of course, hot chocolate onto the coffee
table situated in front of the huge brown couch. He started toward her and Haley gulped. Y ikes.
“That thing work?” Jay asked in a low voice that slid over her body like warm velvet.