Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
I drop the overnight bag I had stashed in my office in a corner and take out the silk slip I bought the other day and hadn’t gotten a chance to show off yet. I change out of the Grecian creation I’ve been wearing tonight and put it in a garment bag. I’m no longer the keeper of the Gods; for the rest of the night, I’ll be their plaything.
I have one hour, and I’m going to enjoy getting ready for them.
My phone buzzes. A text from Gideon.
“Darlin I’m not going to make it; this lady wants a cooking lesson! I’ll think of you. For the children!” I pout a little. I expect some of the ladies are going to find ways to keep the dates going as long as possible, but I’m sure some of the guys will get away. I put my phone back in my evening bag and walk naked to the bathroom.
The shower looks wonderful but I want a bath. I fill the jacuzzi and climb in, there’s a knock on the door, then a click. Room service. I told them to bring it in as long as the Do Not Disturb sign wasn’t showing.
The water laps at my curves. My hands caress my body. I enjoy the warm water on my skin and the feel of my own hands, and the jets beating my body. I can’t wait for them to show up. I want them so bad.
After a few moments, I’m warm and relaxed and clean. I get out of the jacuzzi, dry myself off with a fluffy white towel and slide the scarlet slip over my head. My skin glows from the warm water. I don’t normally wear scarlet myself but tonight, tonight is special.
Room service left the table near the bed but not so close, anything will get knocked over. One of the bottles of champagne is open so I pour myself a glass. I wonder what the kitchen thought when I asked for eleven glasses.
Looking at the modern clock hanging over the bed, I tell myself they should be here in ten minutes. I guess I’ll watch the city sparkling before me to pass time.
I lay back on the bed and take a sip of champagne. Before I have time to savor the bubbles, the door opens. Max. He’s holding a bottle of Dom Perignon.
“You’re early, sir.” I say
“Couldn’t wait. Eve.” He breathes, taking in my scarlet silk slip on the white blanket. My skin is warm and glowing from the bath and the anticipation. “Eve.” He breathes again. “I want you.”
“Well, silly man, come take me. The others will join in when they get here. Tonight I’m all yours.”
He crosses the room, dropping the bottle and shedding his jacket, tie and shirt as he goes. He bounds onto the bed and tosses my glass on the ground on the other side. The glass makes a soft tinkling sound on the thick carpet.
In a heartbeat, he’s on top of me claiming my mouth with his. His hands run up my body bunching the silk. His fingers caress my hardened nipples scraping the silk across them, I kiss him back, our tongues dance, my hands are in his hair pulling him closer to me. I lose myself in that kiss, being claimed by this dominant powerful man.
I hear the door open again. Max kisses down my neck, freeing me to see Robin prowl towards the bed stripping his own clothes off. I reach for him while Max catches the hem of my slip with his teeth, pushing it up my body to display my dripping pussy.
Robin joins us on the bed and kisses me lightly on the forehead. I grab him and pull him in for a deep kiss. Max starts drawing lazy circles with his tongue along the tops of my thighs. I writhe on the bed, desperately wanting that talented tongue put to better use.
Robin runs his hands along my arms, spreading them across the pillows. I giggle and bring them back to his face driving him into another deep kiss. Max taps my pussy lips lightly.
“Nuh-uh, Eve. You should do what Robin wants, or we might have to punish you.” He whispers against my soft skin. I close my eyes and hold my arms out. Max plunges his tongue into my dripping cunt to reward me for my good behavior.
I arch my back and Robin grabs my breasts. He pinches and massages my nipples through the soft silk. He kisses down my neck and across my collarbone. I can feel his hot breath against my skin, then through the silk when he continues his path to my stiff nipples.
I long to feel their cocks. I want to run my hands over their throbbing man meat. I want to taste their precum. I want them to fill my cunt and my mouth with their love muscles.