Page 59 of Sex Coach

Twenty

Jake

S ometimes the jobcame with perks .

Right now, I had a front row seat, opening night, to what was predicted to be one of the best plays to hit Broadway for years to come .

Whether or not it would was yet to be seen, but so far, I was impressed .

My client for the night was the female lead, and I was more arm candy than anything else, but it happened that way sometimes. Personally, I didn't mind at all because every time I thought about upcoming jobs that included things like the afternoon delight I'd teased Michelle about, then the delights we'd both shared, I had what could mildly be described as misgivings .

Another way to describe those feelings was...hell, I didn't even know .

Lost in a brood, I missed one of the lines on stage that sent the audience into a gale of laughter, and I forced my attention back to the cast, watching as my client came strutting out wearing little more than an old-fashioned teddy and stockings. She held a martini glass in one hand, and her pale blonde hair was piled on top of her hair and artfully disheveled .

She was beautiful and elegant, sleek and sophisticated, the kind of woman I could have only dreamed of being with a decade ago – the kind of woman it hadn't even occurred to me to dream about, if I was being honest .

Yet the sight of her, even dressed in a way that set that ripe, sexy form off, didn't do much more than cause a low-level bump of male appreciation. It wasn't even lust. I'd been with her, more than once, and she was the kind of lover I enjoyed the most – one who enjoyed giving as well as receiving .

But I had no desire to send a quick and dirty message about how maybe she should go commando under her gown after the show – which I'd done before. It was part of the job .

I had no desire to hunt down any place in the theater where the two of us might have a chance at five minutes alone. Even her dressing room was a risk on opening night, and she preferred not to try it there anyway .

All I wanted to do was finish up the job as quick as I could and leave. If I got out of there before midnight, I might be able to catch Michelle .

And that was the last thing that should be on my mind as one of the most desired women in New York City strolled across the stage and laid a hand on the chest of a supporting actor and purred, "You stand there looking at me like you can't think of anything you want more ."

Judging by the look in his eyes, it wasn't all an act .

I wondered if I could talk him into making a move on her tonight...getting me off easy .

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"I t's toobad I don't have time for...more ."

"Hmmm, my love, you have no idea." Leaning in, I pressed a kiss to my date's neck, although my brain was a million miles away and I had no desire at all for...more .

The leading lady was one Eden Faulkner, one of the elite actresses from Broadway, and under most circumstances, I would have been content for anything and everything she had in mind .

The thought of passing her off to the supporting actor who'd seemed so intrigued by her had seemed more and more promising right up until she introduced us, and he took in my measure, then excused himself, claiming he had a prior engagement .

"He's got a thing for you," I'd pointed out .

"Oh, I know. And he's adorable ...I'm considering it ."

If only he'd waited around a little longer .

Circumstances had changed over the past few weeks – circumstances being Michelle – and if Eden hadn't requested my services well over a month ago, I wouldn't be here .

Hell, if Eden and I hadn't had an established arrangement for nearly a year, I wouldn't be here. I was already trying to figure out if I'd continue the arrangement or not when she slid a hand down my spine, her hand resting just above my ass .

"You're so clever at finding...moments, Jake. Do you think you could find us one? This opening night was a bitch, and I'm all in knots," Eden said, leaning in to murmur in my ear .

I glanced over at her, dread creeping in. I'd been worried about this. She had a thing for sex in risqué places. The last time, we'd almost gotten caught, and I'd warned her then that we couldn't have that happen again. I had already prepared an out too .

More, I'd prepared that out with some vague thought in mind that I wasn't interested in sleeping with her. Not when I was doing this...whatever I was doing with Michelle .

"Pet, there are more people here right now than there were at the last opening, and we almost got caught then. Remember what I told you ?"

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