Chapter 8

Rob stepped into the bedroom after locking up and noticed the silver sedan was already gone from Ella’s driveway. The cul-de-sac lay quiet and dark outside the window. Elise was already there, standing by the bed in her black dress, phone still glowing in her hand as she stared at the message from Ella.

At the exact same moment, both their phones buzzed again.

Rob opened his: the image of soft silk ropes lying neatly on Ella’s bed.

Elise turned her screen toward him: the same ropes, now with the sleek, powerful wand vibrator resting on top of them.

Then the final message arrived from Ella, simple and teasing:

Sweet dreams. Thank you for the lovely evening. Good night.

The air in the bedroom thickened instantly. Rob looked up from his phone and met Elise’s eyes. They were both flushed, breathing a little faster. The knowledge that Ella was now home alone, her elegant brunette client having left sometime during dinner, sent a fresh spark of heat through them. The thought of what might have happened in that house while they were all chatting and eating just next door made everything feel electric.

Without speaking, Rob crossed to Elise and pulled her into a deep kiss. His hands found the zipper of her dress and tugged it down; she shoved his shirt off his shoulders in return. Clothes hit the floor in a careless heap, her dress, his jeans, underwear kicked aside until they were both naked. Their bodies came together urgently, skin already warm and tingling with arousal.

Rob backed Elise toward the bed, lips never leaving hers. When the backs of her knees hit the mattress, she tumbled down and he followed, covering her petite frame with his larger one. His hand slid between her thighs immediately, fingers gliding through her slick folds. She was soaked.