Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
I lift her hand to my mouth and brush my lips over her knuckles. “Good. I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself because with you, I feel like I can go no holds barred. You’ve never used your safe word, sweetheart, and in fact, it feels like you could handle more.”
Those chocolate eyes flicker a bit.
“I do want more, my prince,” she whispers throatily. “Are you ready to show me?” The curvy girl glances up at me through her lashes and sure enough, she’s giving me that look. The one that fills me with desire and makes me act like a caveman. Dessert forgotten, I lean over to kiss her deeply. “Let’s head to the bedroom, sweetheart,” I growl. “Now.”
Simona giggles and then rises from the table before dropping her skirt to the ground. Oh shit, she’s not wearing panties and her pink slit is already gleaming and swollen with need. She takes my hand and winks.
“Okay, Daddy,” she coos. “What are you waiting for? My body is yours.” Then, we practically run to the playroom, ready for another night of deliciously sinful pleasure.
7
Simona
* * *
It’s been really nice staying with James. Of course, I’m making it sound as if we’re having teenage sleepovers, but of course, our interactions are anything but innocent. Most nights, I’m utterly wrung out and sated by the time my lover is done with me. James has a way of coaxing multiple orgasms from my body, and there were a few times when I literally had an out of body experience. He made me feel like I was soaring in space, untethered to the Earth, it was that good. But the handsome man always brings me back with his tender aftercare, and that’s one of the reasons why I adore James as well. This man sponges and cleans my sensitive spots after every playdate, and then cuddles me close while whispering praise in me ear.
But it’s more than just fun in the sack. Tonight, we’re going on a real date, and I’m over-the-moon excited. I’ve gone all out with my outfit, which includes a short, salmon pink skirt, a white spaghetti strap top, and a light blue denim jacket. Underneath, I’m wearing special lingerie that James ordered: a baby pink lacy bra and matching panties. The crotch was a little bit different, almost like they were extra thick for some reason, but I didn’t question the gift. I’m sure it’s going to be fun.
On my feet are white kitten heels that add an arch to my posture, putting my girls front and center, and I curl my hair into beachy waves before letting the tresses fall over my shoulders. My makeup is simple with just a bit of eyeliner, some concealer, a hint of light pink lipstick, rose-copper blush, and some bronzer in the hollows of my cheeks.
At 8 p.m. sharp, there’s a knock and I fling open the front door before throwing my arms about James’s broad shoulders.
“Hi baby,” I greet in a whisper after a long kiss. “How was your day?” He’s so gorgeous in a dark suit that I almost want to say screw the date and have him ravish me instead. But he growls.
“My day was fine, and you look gorgeous, honey,” he replies, those blue eyes searing over my curves. “Good enough to eat.”
I giggle.
“Thank you, but I think you promised me something nourishing, and I’m starved. Ready to go?” I ask.
James nods as his gaze travels over my bodacious curves again. “I’m always ready for you,” he rasps, and I shiver. I don’t know how this man does it, but even a few words or a look from him can set me on fire. I’m now burning and shivering at once, but James is taking my hand and leading me into the elevator. Once we get to the building’s basement, he escorts me to a fabulously sleek Jaguar.
“Goodness!” I exclaim, my eyes going wide at the muscular yet elegant silver curves of the car. “This is such a beautiful vehicle!”
James nods while holding the door open for me.
“A beautiful ride for a beautiful woman,” he growls as I get in. Then, we zoom off into Manhattan, the city flying by. After about ten minutes, we pull to a stop in front of an elegant restaurant with a green awning that reads Dominina’s. A smartly dressed valet stands out front and bows as James steps out.
“My brother recommends this place,” my lover muses to me. “Apparently everything on the menu is amazing.”
I giggle.
“Well, I do like to eat, so I’m sure I’ll agree. But James, I didn’t know you had a brother!” is my surprised exclamation. After all, the handsome man hasn’t told me much about his life. He’s curiously close-mouthed, but as a woman of the night, I know better than to pry. It’s just not how things work in my profession.