Passion Play (Abducted 3)

Chapter One

“I wonder if those two come as a pair.” Crystal smiled at the two gorgeous men sitting at the next table, glancing her way. “I’d definitely be up for that.”

Kate, the young woman next to Crystal at the round table, giggled. Next to Kate sat Jenna, who also laughed, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. Across from Crystal, Eva, the fourth woman, smiled.

These woman she was sitting with, all of them strangers to one another, were all quite different. Jenna’s lovely wide eyes watched everything with avid curiosity, and she seemed fascinated by Crystal. Crystal was used to that from other women, but most had a disapproving air toward her relaxed attitude about sex. She sensed none of that from Jenna. Nor from Kate, for that matter. Kate, a few years younger than the rest of them, seemed to have an adventurous spirit but still lacked experience and confidence.

Eva seemed more reserved. Just her classic little black dress and pearls said volumes about her. Yet Crystal felt a connection to this woman. If they lived in the same city, rather than having met at a holiday resort, Crystal wondered if they might be friends. Most people would think one couldn’t tell that much about someone after knowing them for only an hour or so in such a casual setting, but Crystal had a good instinct about people. She could tell that Eva might come off as tight-assed to most people, but Crystal was sure it was because she had learned to be cautious. Probably because she’d been hurt, by some man no doubt. In fact, she was probably recently divorced, judging by how she often ran her thumb over her ring finger, where a wedding band would sit.

That sure wouldn’t happen to Crystal. One reason being that she didn’t intend to get married. And she sure as hell wouldn’t be hurt by a guy. She’d never get emotionally involved enough for that to happen. Not that she had anything against marriage. It would just tie her down too damn much. She loved sex way too much for that. And variety. One man would just never do.

She glanced around the large ballroom at the plethora of exquisitely gorgeous, fuckable men. This was some sensational welcome party. And this resort was five-star all the way. She worked in the marketing department of a chain of luxury hotels, and this place rivaled her chain in every way.

She had to admit, it was nice to be a guest for a change. This next week, she intended to relax on the beach, swim and read some steamy books…and meet men. She was in dire need of sexual distraction. For the past couple of weeks, her libido had been in overdrive. She was always ready for a good fuck with a willing and able man, but lately, her yearning had intensified a hundredfold. And when she tried to satisfy that longing with a good long fuck session, it barely took the edge off.

God damn it, but she was starting to think she’d go insane if she didn’t find something to meet the intense need gnawing at her insides. Her gaze caught on an exceptionally good-looking man two tables over, who filled out his tuxedo jacket quite nicely with broad shoulders and thick muscular arms. Her gaze fell to his trousers, but she couldn’t get a feel for what he was packing. He definitely had potential, though. Her gaze shifted to his face and his brilliant smile…then she realized he was smiling at a woman approaching the table. Her glance shifted to his ring finger and—damn it—there was a gold band. Fuck, she was slipping.

Crystal took a sip of the sweet red cocktail in front of her, the specialty for this evening. Eva’s gaze was turned to the left, and Crystal noticed the hostess leading another woman, holding one of the red cocktails in her hand, to their table. In a black tailored suit and with her golden-blonde hair swept back from her face in a neat up-do, she looked like she’d just left the office. The woman tugged at the hem of her trim jacket, glancing around uncertainly. She definitely needed to learn to relax.

“This is where you’ll be sitting this evening,” the hostess said over the music and laughter as they approached the table. “Please help yourself to drinks and appetizers, and someone will come and get you for the orientation in about twenty minutes.”

The blonde nodded her thanks and settled in the empty chair. Eva smiled at her.

“Hi. My name’s Eva.”

Eva offered her hand, and the other woman shook it.

“Hi. I’m Aria.”

Eva’s fingers glided along the simple string of pearls she wore at her neck. The pearls paired with the flattering black wraparound dress gave her an air of elegance and femininity, a sharp contrast to the professional, business tone of Aria’s power suit.

“This is Jenna, Kate and Crystal.” Eva introduced the women clockwise around the table.

They all smiled and nodded. All but Aria wore an evening gown.

“I feel a little out of place.” Aria fiddled with the clip holding her hair in a twist at the back of her head. “I should have worn something else.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Eva said. “You look great.”

“Thanks.”

Crystal admired the way Eva put the woman at ease. She seemed the quintessential hostess. Or maybe it was more a need to nurture. It was something Crystal wished she could do herself, but she didn’t really know how to connect with other women.

“This is so exciting!” Kate pushed her long, auburn hair behind her ear, her green eyes glittering with enthusiasm. “I wonder what they have planned for us.”

Aria sipped the drink she still held in her hand.

“I don’t know, but I hope there are men involved.” Crystal openly admired the hard, muscular butts of three gorgeous guys in their early twenties as they passed by. She watched them as they approached a table with several other young men. Maybe later she’d strike up a conversation with them and see where things might lead. Maybe one or two or even three hard young bodies might satisfy the craving deep inside her.

“There certainly are a lot of good-looking men here,” said Kate.

“And women,” Jenna said.

Crystal glanced in the same direction as Jenna to see a pair of blonde women in low-cut gowns pass by, their generous, round breasts practically bouncing out of their dresses. The women had all the obvious attractions that made a man drool, but Jenna had them beat. Jenna’s short feathery black hair framed her wide blue eyes, high cheekbones and sweet smile. She had a flawless complexion and a lovely figure too. Yet she seemed uncertain of her own allure.

“Don’t worry about those two, honey. They’ve got lots out here…” Crystal indicated her chest, then waved her hand by her head. “But not much up here. Not like you.” She laid her hand on Jenna’s. “You’ve got brains and looks. In fact, you’re way better looking than most of the women here.”

When Crystal had arrived at the table, Jenna and Eva had been talking about the fact that Jenna taught English at a college. Brains and good looks. What more could a woman want?