Nice Girls Do (Taking Chances Series #2)

Nice Girls Do (Taking Chances Series #2)

by Marilyn Lee
Nice Girls Do (Taking Chances Series #2)

Nice Girls Do (Taking Chances Series #2)

by Marilyn Lee

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Overview

After the end of her marriage, beautiful, plus-size Darbi decided to try a second virginity. While on a business trip, a hotel mix-up lands her in the same room with a handsome, horny stranger--just as she realizes her battery-operated toys aren't getting the job done. Succumbing to their mutual instant attraction, they spend the night together. In the morning Darbi wakes in the room alone. Later, she finds she's committed an almost unpardonable error-sleeping with her boss's biggest business rival. Clayton Frazier's luck with the fair sex has been lousy lately. Although the night with Darbi Raymond rocked his world, he's certain she's an old-fashioned woman who would soon expect a proposal. But Clayton is determined not to be duped into marriage--not even to keep the most alluring woman he's ever met in his bed.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781456532109
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date: 05/30/2011
Series: Taking Chances , #2
Pages: 236
Product dimensions: 5.50(w) x 8.50(h) x 0.50(d)

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After calming his mother down, he called Cami. "Hi, honey. It's Clay."

A woman with a warm, island voice answered. "Clayton! How lovely to hear from you. How are you?"

"So-so. You?"

"Fairly well. How is the family ... your parents ... Amber ... Damien?"

"Amber is Amber, but everyone else is fine. Your family?"

"Great."

"Good. Are you free this afternoon?"

"I'm always free to spend a few hours with you, Clay. Come whenever you like."

"Can I bring you anything?"

Cami hesitated. "Is Damien seeing anyone?"

"I don't think so. Why do you ask?"

"No special reason. I was just wondering. I haven't seen him in a while."

"He's had his hands full keeping Fra-Tech on track while I've been in Jamaica."

"Of course."

"So, do you need me to bring anything?"

"Just bring that big, hard dick of yours. I'll supply lots of condoms, the lube, the warm, wet, willing pussy, and the tight ass."

He felt a surge of lust, tempered by affection. He loved that Cami never played games or pretended not to enjoy sex. On his sixteenth birthday, the eighteen-year old Cami had given him his first taste of brown sugar. After a hot, two-year love affair, they'd decided they were not in love and became friends. During the last fifteen years, they'd developed a closer friendship with occasional benefits.

He fondled his cock. "You're making me hot."

She laughed. "Don't play with yourself, Clay. Save your lust for me."

He laughed and released his cock. "I'll see you soon."

"I'll be waiting, Clay."

His thoughts on Cami, he called Damien and warned him of Amber's impending visit. "As you know, I'll be heading out for the WestCoast Job Fair, so it will be your job to look after her while I'm gone."

Damien swore. "Why the hell can't she get her act together, Clay?"

He arched a brow. "If memory serves, you didn't begin to get yours together until you were twenty-three or four and then you only got it together after I threatened to kick your ass if I had to bail you out of one more mess."

"That's ancient history, Clay."

"I wouldn't call six or seven years ancient, Damien. Anyhow, I just called to give you a heads up. She's your responsibility until I return from the West Coast."

"Come on, Clay. You just got back from a five-week vacation. Why don't you take her to L.A. with you?"

"No way! She's yours until I return."

"Shit!"

He smiled. "Yeah, well, you know what they say about shit--it happens."

"Thanks. You're a big help."

"I try."

"And you succeed. What are your plans for the day?"

"I'm going to shower and then I'm going to see Cami."

"Cami? What about what's her name? Sharde?"

He frowned. "Long story made short, she's engaged. I need some pussy so I'm going to see Cami."

"Yeah? I haven't seen her for a while. Maybe I'll come with you."

Three years earlier, he'd learned Damien and Cami had become friends with benefits as well. His initial annoyance had vanished when Cami had invited them both over for a night of lust. First he and Damien had taken turns on the bed with her, until, while Clay was balls deep in her pussy, she'd invited Damien to fuck her ass. Things had gotten wild after that.

Although he and Damien had never dated the same woman, somehow sharing a sexual relationship with Cami, a woman they both cared about, seemed natural.

He shook his head. "The hell you will. I am not in the sharing mood."

"Want all that sweet, dark loveliness for yourself, huh?"

Sweet, dark loveliness? That did describe Cami. "Yes!"

"Look, like you and Cami, I'm between lovers. Why don't I give you and Cami an hour or so together and then we do a threesome?"

Clay hesitated, and then struggled. "Make it two hours alone and then, if it's okay with her, it's okay with me."

"I'll call her."

"You do that, but see that you don't get there first, Damien," he warned. "I need lots of pussy and if I arrive and find you fucking her, I will kick your half-white ass all the way back to Jamaica."

"Who the hell are you calling half-white? I'm black, Clay. Got it?"

He shook his head. Most of the time, Damien's skin was paler than his. His younger brother's insistence on embracing his black heritage exclusively, despite his pale skin, straight, dark hair, and green eyes, had always annoyed the hell out of their father. "Tell that to Dad."

"I have, but you white people are so damned touchy and Dad's no exception."

Clay laughed and hung up.

Three hours later, he lay between the long, dark legs of a pretty, passionate woman, who moaned with desire and raked her long nails down his back as she came around his thrusting cock.

After she lay quiet under him, keeping his cock in her pussy, he rolled them over. He lay on his back with her on top, still impaled on him. "All right?" he asked softly, stroking his hands over her ass.

"Oh, yes," she whispered. She brushed her lips against his. "Do you know your dick feels better every time we fuck?"

He smiled and slapped her ass. "Ditto for your pussy."

"Hmmm." She rubbed her big, warm breasts against his chest. "You're just saying that because it's true."

He laughed and licked her lips. Lord, he loved a sexually confident woman.

She lifted her upper body and glanced over her shoulder. "So? Are you going to stand there all afternoon playing with that big, delicious dick of yours, handsome, or are you going to come join the party?"

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