Consumed by Lust: Book Two

By Fiona Masters

My name is Zoey Fisher. My bff and I have gotten so much closer since we started working and living together. My friends and I are very close. Maybe too close. Shouldn't friends know what their friends like?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fiona Masters
• Release date: Sep 12, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005849443

Fiona Masters

Fiona Masters is a librarian by day and a smut writer by night.

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Consumed By Lust

By

Fiona Masters

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter One

Maggie had been seeing Dylan for a little while, so I wasn’t surprised when his truck was outside when I pulled up to my apartment. I was, however, surprised they were dating. He managed a bowling alley and her sights were usually set on guys with a 7-figure career.

I snuck in quietly, undressed, and slipped into my covers. Then, I heard Maggie’s bedroom door, followed by the front door. Guess he was leaving. Maggie flung my door wide open. She wore a black lace cat suit and a long matching robe. She jumped and bounced onto my bed. What the fuck did you do?

Dylan left?

He’s on the phone.

Bowling alley emergency?

Tell me about your Monday, woman! She bounced the bed again for emphasis.

Alright, alright. Let’s see, I went to Lucia’s, had dinner, now I’m here, goodnight. I rolled over onto my stomach and smiled. I knew she wouldn’t let me get away with that. Maggie grabbed my wrist, and rolled me back, then pinned me.

You listen here, Sweet Girl, I got a text from Hunter that was a smiley face. That was it. Hunter doesn’t emote, much less use emojis. Spill it, Bitch!

"Okay. First, I accepted an offer to work Saturday. Then, I hooked up with Hunter…then, I hooked up with Hunter again…and then we did an anal session-

Oh my God, really? Are you okay?

"He’s not that long."

"Hunter is long and girthy, and you have not done that much anal. Or have you?" she smirked.

I dunno, some. Anyway, then we had dinner with Lucia. She made a salad, gluten free bread that was to die for, homemade butter (who does that?), and escargot. Did you know that’s actually snails?

Yes, everyone knows that.

I thought it was something people told kids to scare them. Anyway, the three of us drank a lot of wine, and Hunter held my hand during dinner. Which was weird, but it felt kind of nice. I found out he had a vasectomy. Also weird. Anyway, Lucia excused herself around 10. She was missing Oscar and didn’t want to be around affectionate us.

Where’s Oscar? Maggie asked.

China, of all places.

Still working the Shanghai deal?

How did you know?

Just go on!

Fine, fine, so after dinner, Hunter and I went swimming, and then we went to his apartment, and… my face flushed.

What?! she was excited.

I can’t explain it. I’ll have to show you.

Okay!

I discovered her catsuit was thoughtfully crotchless on my way to her happy place. I bent her knees up, trying to recall everything Hunter did to me. Okay, you’re me, I’m Hunter. First, he did this. I licked her from her hole to her button, over and over again.

You’re the best storyteller, she put her hand on my head.

Thank you, I said, then went back to work.

Dylan, you knock on a lady’s door, sir, Maggie scolded him over my back.

I turned around naked and shiny-faced, and said, Hope you don’t mind, but I’m telling your girl a story.

He laughed, Do I get to hear the story, too? He was a twenty-something hipster, with a beard, man bun, and