~ Fantasy Lover Part 4 ~
Standing in full naked glory, the man oozed power, authority, and raw, animal sexuality. Even though his pose was a casual stance, he looked like some sleek predator ready to spring into action at a moments notice. His very veins stood out on a body made perfect with the promise of a lean, perfect strength designed purely for feminine pleasure.
Her mouth dry, Grace trailed her gaze over his muscles, which bugled slightly in perfect proportion to his height and weight. She followed the lean developed muscles over the indentation that divided his pectorals, down to his stomach that just begged for a woman's touch.
To his navel. And then down to his....
Well, no one had bothered to put a fig leaf there. And why should they? Who in their right mind would want to cover up so nice a masculine package? Licking her lips, Grace looked back at his face. As she stared at the sharp, handsome features that held just a hint of a devilish smile, she had an image of a breeze tugging at his sun-kissed, tawny locks that curled perfectly around his neck. His chocolaty dark brown eyes piercing in their intensity. She felt a sudden stirring in the thick, hot air around her, one that seemed to somehow caress her exposed skin. She could almost hear the deep timbre of his voice, feel strong arms wrap around her and pull her back against a hard stricken chest while warm breath tickled her ear. Feel strong, competent hands roaming her body, giving her delight as they sought out her most private places. A chill stole up her spine, and her body throbbed in areas she'd never known a body could throb. It was a fierce, demanding ache she'd never known before. Blinking, she glanced up at Selena to see if she'd been affected the same way. If she had, she gave no clue.
"What do you think of him?" Selena asked, finally meeting her gaze. Grace shrugged in an effort to subdue the slow burn of her body. Still, her eyes lingered on his perfect form. "He looks like a client I signed up yesterday." Well it wasn't exactly true- the guy she'd seen had been fairly attractive, but nothing like a man in the drawing. She'd never seen anything like him in her life! "Really?" Selena's eyes darkened in a way warned her she was about to begin a long lecture on kismet and chance meetings.
"Yeah" she said, cutting Selena off before she could start. "He told me he was a lesbian trapped inside a man's body." Selena's face fell. Grabbing the book from her and slamming it shut, Selena glared at her. "You know the weirdest people." Grace cocked an eyebrow.
"Don't say it," Selena said as she took her usual seat behind her table. She placed the book down beside her. "I'm telling you, this-" she tapped the center of the book twice-- "is the answer for you."
