Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
But of course, the main attraction is the pool itself. It’s enormous and the water is kept at a warm temperature, so there’s literally steam wafting off the surface. Not only that, but the pool itself is inlaid with a beautiful, intricate design of blue and white tile, so that it resembles something you might see in a Sultan’s harem.
“Oooh, today looks busy,” Lark breathes as we step into the moist atmosphere.
I nod.
“It looks like anyone and everyone’s here this afternoon,” I murmur in agreement as my eyes roam the deck. “I’m glad we came.”
Of course, the sight before us is one of pure debauchery. After all, incredibly handsome and virile men are in the water, showing off charming smiles as well as tanned, toned physiques. Again, Sanctum rigorously screens its male clients and I have to say that looks matter. They’re definitely not admitting any gross-looking dudes with hair all over their bodies.
But what sets the club apart is the female companionship on hand. After all, the men have paid an arm and a leg in membership fees, and as a result, Sanctum retains the most beautiful women to work as hostesses. Lithe, gorgeous women entertain the men, their skin glowing and slick in the low lights. Of course, most of the ladies are bare-breasted, if not entirely nude.
Some of the ladies kneel at the men’s feet to give them massages, their small hands trailing up and down hard muscle. Others giggle while sitting on the men’s laps and giggle as they feed them grapes and wine. Of course, most of the ladies are being touched in some way or another, but they like it. I see one girl throw her head back and moan as a man’s hand disappears between her legs, even as another one twists her nipples playfully before bouncing them just to get her patron’s attention.
“I think we’re both wearing too much,” I say in a droll tone to Lark. “I mean, even with your new invention, you’re overdressed.”
Lark merely shrugs and smiles.
“No, it’s fine because I just wanted to show it off. This way, it gets some publicity,” she says. “It’s all marketing, you know. Plus, when I take this thing off, that’s when people are going to see how my cover’s different from all the others—”
But then, we’re cut off as a gorgeous man approaches us.
“Hey ladies,” he growls, those blue eyes already fixed on my friend’s pasties. “You girls having a good time so far?”
I’m just about to reply, but the oxygen evaporates from my lungs when I look down to see something dangling beneath the hem of his towel. Sure, he’s got a thick white terrycloth towel wrapped around his waist, but it only goes down so far, revealing thick tree trunk thighs and …? Holy shit, is that what I think it is? Sure enough, this man is so long that his cockhead is actually dangling below the hem of the white fabric. I swallow hard, turning astonished eyes to Lark.
But my friend’s even worse than me because at least I’m trying to pretend not to stare. Meanwhile, Lark’s gawking unabashedly at his dangling length, her eyes wide and mouth practically hanging open as she does.
“Um, yeah we’re having a good time,” she manages in a faint voice before looking up into the stranger’s smirking gaze.
“Oh good,” the handsome man drawls, his eyes now practically glued to the patch of cloth between her legs. “I was just hoping that one of you beautiful girls would give me a little assistance? I could really use a hand.”
Before he’s even done asking, my buddy’s already nodding.
“Of course,” she murmurs, looking at him with wide, dark eyes. “I’d love to help.” With that, he takes her small hand in his own and leads her off. Lark doesn’t even look back as he guides her to a nearby recliner, inviting her to sit. Of course my friend immediately lounges backwards, cupping her breasts in invitation and the man grins while whipping off his towel. Sure enough, that monster hangs all the way to his knee and I see Lark’s eyes go wide with anticipation and delight.
Dang, that’s how it’s going to be is it? I’m all alone within five minutes, and sure enough, when I look over at Lark again, the handsome man already has a few fingers buried deep in her pussy, fingerfucking her moist folds as they share a heated kiss. Well, that was fast.
I shrug and sigh. This is Sanctum, so what did I expect? It certainly looks like I’ll be on my own for the time being. At least the water appears warm and inviting, so I suppose I could use this time to take a dip. Funny, right? Most people go to a pool to swim, but at Sanctum, you could have many reasons to come to the pool that have nothing to do with water at all.