Kiss a Frog (The Book Club Series 1) Read Online Free
Author: Scarlett Jade
interested in a committed man? I am married, but my wife is a total bitch. I’m looking for someone to help me get off. Are you that girl?
Harry
She drank more wine and deleted his message. No way, Horny Harry! Having fun was one thing, but wrecking someone’s marriage was not in the cards. As she finished off the bottle of wine, she got messages back from sexmonster23.
Lily,
I can make you wet tonight. Wanna hook up? I happen to be staying at the Crowne Royale tonight…my bed is lonely. I’m clean, and horny.
Harlow
She gulped. Oh wow. A smile curved her lips and she wrote back quickly while she was feeling ballsy enough from the wine.
I’m clean. I can meet you there in half an hour. Meet me downstairs.
Lily
She didn’t expect him to write back at all, more than likely she would be calling his bluff and he’d never respond. But when her computer beeped, she nearly jumped out of her skin.
See you soon, beautiful.
Chapter Three
Sex Box
Lily knew she was too drunk to even consider driving, so after she undressed and pulled on a sexy black lace bra and matching panties, she called a cab. Then she shimmied into a pair of stretchy skinny jeans and an emerald green sweater. Letting down her hair, she brushed it quickly and freshened up before rushing out the door.
Really, I’m too drunk to be going to meet some guy at a hotel. But hell, who cares. Maybe I should text the bitches and let them know I’m meeting someone. You know, stranger danger and all that stuff.
Pulling her phone from her purse while she waited for a cab, she shot a quick text to both of them in a group message.
Going to meet a guy. Gonna get laid.
A few minutes later her phone buzzed in her hand, and she nearly dropped it.
At ten at night? Be careful!
It was from the over careful Abby. With an eye roll, she texted back.
Duh. That’s why I’m texting you. If you don’t hear from me, his name is Harlow and he’s at the Crowne Royale hotel. Send the cops there.
The cab rolled up to the front of the apartment complex, and she hurried down the steps to the cab. “I need to go to the Crowne Royale hotel, please.” She slid in the seat and closed the door. The cabbie pulled out and meandered through the city to the ritzy Crowne Royale. Her pulse picked up speed with each rotation of the tires. I’m crazy…I shouldn’t be doing this.
Instead of telling the cab driver to take her back home, she stayed the course. As they pulled up to the hotel, she pulled a twenty dollar bill from her pocket and paid the driver. “Thanks. Keep the change.”
She exited the car and shifted on her feet for a moment before ambling inside the hotel. The lobby was empty, and relief filled her. He’s not here. Okay, good, I can go home. Turning to run, her hand touched the door, and she was just about to open it when a man’s voice touched her ears.
“Lily?”
Shit fire and save the matches.
She turned and pasted a smile on her face. As she took in the man in front of her, it faltered slightly. Neither of them had been too honest about themselves, and instead of a rock hard body, sexmonster23 sported a bit of a paunch. His pictures must’ve been at least ten years old too.
“Hi,” she choked out self-consciously.
“I see your pictures were a little old too. I hope you’re not disappointed…” His voice trailed off, and she shook her head adamantly. Sexmonster23 might still actually be rocking an anaconda in his trousers. If so, she could ignore the rest.
“I’m not. Are you?” She tugged at the hem of her shirt and blushed.
“God, no. Your tits are amazing.” His gaze was lecherous and in her half-drunk haze, Lily liked it.
“Let’s have a drink.” She nodded in the direction of the bar, and Harlow took the lead, his pace fast, as if he wanted to skip the pleasantries and go straight for sex.
Her mouth gaped as they entered the opulent hotel
Harry
She drank more wine and deleted his message. No way, Horny Harry! Having fun was one thing, but wrecking someone’s marriage was not in the cards. As she finished off the bottle of wine, she got messages back from sexmonster23.
Lily,
I can make you wet tonight. Wanna hook up? I happen to be staying at the Crowne Royale tonight…my bed is lonely. I’m clean, and horny.
Harlow
She gulped. Oh wow. A smile curved her lips and she wrote back quickly while she was feeling ballsy enough from the wine.
I’m clean. I can meet you there in half an hour. Meet me downstairs.
Lily
She didn’t expect him to write back at all, more than likely she would be calling his bluff and he’d never respond. But when her computer beeped, she nearly jumped out of her skin.
See you soon, beautiful.
Chapter Three
Sex Box
Lily knew she was too drunk to even consider driving, so after she undressed and pulled on a sexy black lace bra and matching panties, she called a cab. Then she shimmied into a pair of stretchy skinny jeans and an emerald green sweater. Letting down her hair, she brushed it quickly and freshened up before rushing out the door.
Really, I’m too drunk to be going to meet some guy at a hotel. But hell, who cares. Maybe I should text the bitches and let them know I’m meeting someone. You know, stranger danger and all that stuff.
Pulling her phone from her purse while she waited for a cab, she shot a quick text to both of them in a group message.
Going to meet a guy. Gonna get laid.
A few minutes later her phone buzzed in her hand, and she nearly dropped it.
At ten at night? Be careful!
It was from the over careful Abby. With an eye roll, she texted back.
Duh. That’s why I’m texting you. If you don’t hear from me, his name is Harlow and he’s at the Crowne Royale hotel. Send the cops there.
The cab rolled up to the front of the apartment complex, and she hurried down the steps to the cab. “I need to go to the Crowne Royale hotel, please.” She slid in the seat and closed the door. The cabbie pulled out and meandered through the city to the ritzy Crowne Royale. Her pulse picked up speed with each rotation of the tires. I’m crazy…I shouldn’t be doing this.
Instead of telling the cab driver to take her back home, she stayed the course. As they pulled up to the hotel, she pulled a twenty dollar bill from her pocket and paid the driver. “Thanks. Keep the change.”
She exited the car and shifted on her feet for a moment before ambling inside the hotel. The lobby was empty, and relief filled her. He’s not here. Okay, good, I can go home. Turning to run, her hand touched the door, and she was just about to open it when a man’s voice touched her ears.
“Lily?”
Shit fire and save the matches.
She turned and pasted a smile on her face. As she took in the man in front of her, it faltered slightly. Neither of them had been too honest about themselves, and instead of a rock hard body, sexmonster23 sported a bit of a paunch. His pictures must’ve been at least ten years old too.
“Hi,” she choked out self-consciously.
“I see your pictures were a little old too. I hope you’re not disappointed…” His voice trailed off, and she shook her head adamantly. Sexmonster23 might still actually be rocking an anaconda in his trousers. If so, she could ignore the rest.
“I’m not. Are you?” She tugged at the hem of her shirt and blushed.
“God, no. Your tits are amazing.” His gaze was lecherous and in her half-drunk haze, Lily liked it.
“Let’s have a drink.” She nodded in the direction of the bar, and Harlow took the lead, his pace fast, as if he wanted to skip the pleasantries and go straight for sex.
Her mouth gaped as they entered the opulent hotel
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