Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
“Show me what you can do, baby girl,” he rasps. “Your body was made for sin.”
We move together slowly at first but then with more determination, and I shiver is because this is a belly-dancing exhibition, but the fact is that the belly-dancing hasn’t even started yet. After all, at Sanctum, we don’t do it the traditional way. Instead, I’m be taking this man inside me in order to show how real belly-dancing is done, and now, I can’t wait for the filth to begin.
3
Jared
* * *
So far I’ve been pleased by my time at Sanctum tonight. A few women have flirted with me here and there, their gorgeous bodies on full display as they shimmy and shake sensuously. But I didn’t pursue it because I wasn’t feeling them, not exactly.
Then, the hostess who brought me a whiskey was particularly sexy, with her flaming red hair and barely-there bikini. I thought about pulling to her aside and enjoying some intimacies with her. Maybe a finger in her soaked pussy, or a few sucks at her delectable teats, but the promise of something hotter this evening stilled the urge. I don’t know what it was. Somehow, my sixth sense told me that the redhead wasn’t my final stop, and I’m glad I listened because this gorgeous brunette is everything I need and then some.
From the second she walked into the room, I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off those luscious curves. Her ass shook with every step, and her magnificent tits were huge and creamy. I could literally see the shadow of her nipples through the sheer lace, and the urge to suck on them was strong. My mouth literally began filling with saliva as I watched her talk with her friend, twirling a strand of long brown hair around one finger as she did.
But now, she’s in my arms and it’s unbelievable. The girl is fragrant, voluptuous, and sensuous all at once. Her panties are already off, and that sarong’s nothing but a handkerchief as she grinds her big bottom against me.
“You like, big boy?” she coos flirtatiously over one shoulder. “Is this what you want?” Her voice is low and sultry, and her breath floats gently over my skin, sweet as sin.
“I like very much,” I rasp back. Then, to my own surprise, I turn her in my arms and press a gentle kiss to that plush pout. That’s strange because I don’t usually kiss my dates, and definitely not romantically. But something about her big brown eyes and general air of innocence makes me want to take care of her. As a result, I seize her lips and she stills as well, immobilized by the current of electricity between us.
But this is Sanctum, and I’m not here for just sweet kisses and hand-holding. After breaking our liplock, I begin to trail my mouth down the length of the brunette’s throat, sucking gently on her sensitive skin. She murmurs something unintelligible, throwing her head back with a gasp of pleasure when my lips finally reach the tops of her round tits.
“Come to the couch with me,” I growl in her ear. I feel the woman shudder against me. “I can taste you better there.”
She merely nods her assent, and I pull the curvy woman to a plush velveteen sofa a few feet away. The sexy temptress gets into it then, and swings a leg over my lap so that she straddles me, those big breasts brushing my hard chest. She’s gorgeous up close, all big brown eyes, full, rosebud lips, and skin so soft that it feels like the finest silk. But this is no shy pansy. Instead, the beautiful woman reaches one hand forward and caresses my cock through my pants, giggling as she does.
“Goddamn, you naughty minx. Undo the zipper,” I order in a raspy voice. “Fuck.”
She giggles again and then complies, her small hands making quick work of the fastening. My shaft pops out, huge and needy, already dripping at the tip. It’s at least nine inches long with a base as wide as a soda can, and the woman gasps as her eyes go round.
“Something wrong, sweetheart?” I rasp, smirking a little.
“It’s just,” she stammers. “Well, you’re so big!”
I chuckle hoarsely before pulling her in for another kiss.
“I know, but you can handle it,” I growl against her lips. “Now touch it. Stroke my cock like your life depends on it.”
The woman nods imperceptibly and slowly, one small fist curls around my member. It feels so good and I let out a long, low groan, but then she circles her other fist around my shaft too and starts pulling with both hands. Hot stars flash before my eyes at this sensuous touch and I begin to growl deep in my chest, need rising quickly.