She was halfway
across the parking lot to her bike when her cellphone rang. Kimi plucked it out
of the open side pocket of her gym bag. The number came up Unidentified. Her heart slammed into overdrive.
“Hello?”
“Hello, my darling.
How are you?”
Laaruu’s insinuating
purr raised every hair on Kimi’s body and slammed her to a halt. The clarity
she’d gained from pounding the hell out of the punching bag disappeared in a
swirl of chaotic feelings.
Her first instinct
was that she needed a drink. So much for turning over a new leaf in record
time.
She took a deep
breath to calm her pounding heart. “How am I? Do you really give a fuck?”
She heard the
laughter in his voice. “Believe it or not, I do. Are you at least sober?”
“What, you haven’t
been keeping tabs on me?”
“Maybe I have. Maybe
not. It would be nice to establish some trust if you are to come with me.”
Kimi started for her
bike again, scowling in all directions in case he could see her. “Yeah, well,
I’m not so sure that can happen. The trip, I mean. I could give a hot, holy
fuck if you trust me.”
“Are you saying you
don’t wish to join me in my cause against Hanos? The enemy of the women of your
planet who only want to live their lives and not be forced into a brutal
servitude?”
“The same kind of
servitude you offer me?”
“You know it’s not
the same thing. Not by a longshot.” Laaruu’s voice was a seductive purr.
Kimi
tried to think straight, tried to think with her head and not her twat.
Unfortunately, her pussy had begun throbbing with eager want the moment she’d
heard his voice on the phone. Remembering the ways he’d fucked her, the way
he’d made her come over and over—damn it, she’d cut off a tit to feel him
inside her again.Releasing in March (date subject to change).
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