Forged of Steele Bundle (Books 1-4) - Brenda Jackson [233]
She signed on with her Internet server and sighed in relief when his name was still there. Leaning back against the headboard she settled into a comfortable position and waited. She didn’t have long for action when Morgan clicked on, invading her space.
Lena?
She clicked a response. Yes, I’m here.
Thanks for dropping by.
And then their fun time began.
Morgan asked the first question. What’s your favorite sport?
Lena chuckled. That would be a quick response and she typed it in. I really don’t have one.
Umm, have you ever played Sex by Design?
She lifted a brow and her fingers went to work. No. How is it played?
Easy. All you need is one woman and one man.
She shook her head, grinning as she clicked a response. Good. I don’t go for that kinky stuff.
Neither do I.
Good to know. So, how do you play it?
You think of a word, the first one that comes to your mind, and the other person has to come up with some sort of sexual story about it.
Lena frowned. That’s a lot of typing.
Abbreviations are accepted.
Okay.
I’ll let you go first and you give me a word.
She paused a moment to think hard. She glanced around the room and smiled when she saw something on her dresser and decided not to make things easy for him. Cotton balls.
Cotton balls?
Yes.
There was a long pause and then he began typing. Picture this. You and me together, naked in bed. Like we were this afternoon.
Heat shivered through her bloodstream. Okay I got the picture.
And I take a bunch of those little cotton balls and strategically place them to cover your front. You know, that particular area between your legs. They will fit you like a perfect triangle. Then I use my mouth to remove them, one by one. The object is not to let one fall. Each time I remove one I get to lick the area where it had been.
Lena swallowed. Her mouth suddenly felt dry, tight, and her nipples felt hard against her nightgown. She couldn’t help but type and ask. What happens when they’re all gone?
Then I get to taste the entire area; nibble and lick as much as I want. Then I get to use my mouth and place them back and start the game all over again. So what do you think?
When visions of him doing that engulfed her mind, what Lena really thought was that they had to be nuts to be having this sort of conversation, especially when the most prolific and exquisite sensations flowed through her body. I think we’ve said enough for tonight.
Chicken. Where’s your twin?
Some place safe. Good night, Morgan.
Good night, Lena.
Morgan was standing at the window the next day thinking about his and Lena’s cyberspace chat of the night before when his secretary’s voice on the intercom intruded into this thoughts.
“Yes, Linda, what is it?”
“Edward Dunlap is here to see you.”
Morgan raised a brow before saying, “Please send him in.”
A few minutes later Edward walked in. He was in his late fifties, the same age as Morgan’s father. In fact, his father and the man had been business associates for years before Edward had chosen a life of politics. He had been elected as Charlotte’s first African American councilman and remained in that office for years. From there he had become a state representative and was now eying a position in Congress. In recent years he had appointed himself as Morgan’s mentor, determined to see him enter the political arena.
“Edward, this is a surprise,” Morgan said, crossing the room to shake the older man’s hand.
“Yes, and I hate to come unannounced but this meeting is important. Word has it that Roger Chadwick will be holding a press conference in a few hours to announce his candidacy. So you know what this means?”
Morgan leaned back against his desk. Yes, he knew what that meant. If he was going to announce his own intentions to