A Perfect Storm by Cameron Dane

moaned softly as Emma reached this deeper orgasm, something she’d read about but had never experienced, seen, or heard about firsthand from any of her female friends. Behind Sophie, Lucien moaned and rubbed his cock into her back through their clothes. He did it a second time, and this time pushed his hand down to the hem of the short dress she wore. As he tucked his face against her neck and inhaled, Lucien gathered the material in his fist. His knuckles grazed Sophie’s leg as he lifted the fabric, exposing her thighs up to her crotch. He then slid his fingers over the thin material covering her mound. Lucien murmured something about Sophie’s scent, rocked his cock against her back again, pushed two fingers under the elastic band of her underwear and then did not stop until those long fingers delved along her wet slit, right to her entrance. Oh God. Oh God . Stunned at her complete arousal, Sophie shivered under Lucien’s intimate touch; she gasped as he pressed against her entrance, her breathing terribly unsteady.
    The second Sophie made that little sound, Lucien cursed, the words harsh and low. He immediately removed his hand from her panties, stepped away from her and, without a word, strode down the hall.
    Shoot . Her sex pulsing wildly, Sophie mistakenly looked up into the room again, needing to take one more quick peek. Sophie glanced in and found Emma now on the bed on her side with Cale holding her. Sophie slid her gaze to the right and came to a dead stop. Double shoot . Magnus stared straight at her, as intimidating a sight as she’d ever witnessed, and it had nothing to do with the birthmark covering half his face, a mark she now knew covered half his chest, arm, and back too. Sophie gulped. She glanced down the hall for Lucien, but he’d already disappeared into the darkness. Dang it . She should have immediately run after him. Instead, she’d been caught by one of the men she’d peeped on and would now never be able to convince Lucien she wasn’t snooping for some kind of salacious information about him or Ravenstoke that she could turn in to a story for her network.
    I am so never getting this exclusive Raven Island story now. Good going, Sophie . And all to indulge a curiosity about the sexual goings-on at Raven Island that she never would have shared with anyone or pitched to put on the news anyway. She didn’t even care about that right now, though. It worried her more that she might have offended Lucien or his employees by spying. Darn. Darn. Darn.
    Sophie stepped back into the darkness of the hallway but didn’t leave. As she’d hoped, Magnus, wearing an unbuttoned long-sleeved shirt and his jeans now back around his waist, exited the room. He gave her a cursory look and then started down the hall without a word.
    Jogging to catch up to him, Sophie quickly fell into step at his side. “I apologize. I not only shouldn’t have snooped in general, but I also shouldn’t have stood there and watched you with Emma and Cale.”
    Magnus raised a light-colored brow. “Is that why you think I glared at you?”
    Sophie scrambled to keep up. “Umm…yes.” She turned on her flashlight app again. Magnus clearly had owl eyes, but now that they’d left the lit room, Sophie could barely see. “At least I did until a second ago.”
    “You should have chased after him,” Magnus said, his strides still huge.
    “What?” Sophie took three steps for his every one.
    “Lucien,” Magnus stated. “You should not have let him get away. You missed an opportunity, and now he’ll dig even deeper into his intractable ways tomorrow.”
    Reaching the meeting area, Sophie suddenly whispered a rare swear word and grabbed Magnus’s arm. After spinning him to face her, she held the light between them so she could see his face. “I don’t understand.”
    Sighing, Magnus switched on a lamp and shoved Sophie’s bluish cell light out of his face. “He was vulnerable just now. Open. For just a few seconds. I saw