Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
He’s back less than two minutes later just as I’ve finished texting her about where we are and what’s happening. “Last chance. You still in?”
“I was hoping you’d be the one that was in,” I answer as I put my phone in the too tiny pocket of my skirt. I’m really glad now that I let Scarlett talk me into a sexy outfit and makeup. Heck, I’m glad she talked me into this entire night. “But I’m open to new experiences.”
This earns me an actual grin from him. He looks so much younger and more relaxed when he smiles. “Get in the elevator, smart ass.”
The moment those elevator doors close, he stalks toward me with a predatory gleam in his eyes that has a thrill running through me. “You liked being naughty with me on stage.”
I instinctively take several small steps, squeaking when I back into the cold elevator wall. “No, it was just the moment.”
His gaze drops to my chest, the way my tits are pressing up against my thin bra. “That right?” He asks before he tugs down my tank top and bra in one smooth motion, exposing my tiny breast to the cool air. Then he drops his head and sucks my nipple into his mouth, groaning as he does.
I arch against him, offering him more as I thread my fingers through his dark hair. If I thought having him touch me through my clothes was amazing, this is otherworldly. I can’t help but wonder about the other places where he’ll put his lips before the night is over. The thought has me shifting my weight and squeezing my thighs together.
Faintly, I’m aware of a ding but before I can register what’s happening, my stranger has my tank readjusted so I’m covered again. He wraps an arm around my waist and nods to the older gentleman waiting for the elevator.
As we step into the hall, he says into my ear, “I can’t wait to find out what you taste like everywhere.”
4
LUCY
My sexy firefighter pulls me into the hotel room and shoves me against the door. I love how rough he is, how he can take control over my body so easily. “You ever danced with any of the other guys at the club?”
“No,” I whisper the words as he yanks up my black mini skirt and tucks the material into the waistband.
“Good, I’m the only one who’s gotten to see this pussy.” He drops to his knees and presses his lips to the seam of my black panties. “You know what it did to me? Watching you squirm during my performance? You made me want to forget about the audience and take you right there. Would you have liked that? Me fucking you while every woman in the room watched?”
He’s a dirty talker, and I love it. I love the crass things coming out of his mouth. I hope he’ll say more things like it.
“M-maybe.” I’ve never considered myself an exhibitionist. But I can’t deny I love the thought of every woman in that room knowing that this man is mine. Just mine.
He tugs my panties to the side, exposing my drenched pussy to his view. I try to close my legs, but he puts a hand between my thighs, holding them open. He touches my bare skin gently. “Who is all this cream for?”
“You.” My voice shakes despite the fact that I’ve never felt safer.
“That’s right,” he murmurs as he spreads my pussy lips. “This is my cream.” Then he’s dragging his tongue across my center, licking me like he’s savoring my body and how it feels to be between my legs.
He spends long minutes lapping at me, working me until I’m writhing against the hotel room door and begging him to let me come. He finally sucks my swollen clit into his mouth and that’s when stars explode behind my eyelids.
I’m vaguely aware of a woman whimpering and it takes me a moment to realize it was me.
As I come down from the high, I slump against the door. If that was the pre-show, then I can’t wait to see what else this man can do with that amazing tongue.
Fireman Stern pulls me into his arms, lifting my curvy body so easily that I feel delicate and small. He sets me on the bed and steps back.
“Take your clothes off and spread out for me. I want to see what you look like right before I fuck you.”
His words make me feel naughty and desirable. Like I could be the type of woman he’d be attracted to.
I yank my shirt and bra off and toss them in the floor. I can’t help but wonder what he thinks about my tiny tits, the stretchmarks that mar my body, and the obvious cellulite. Then I remind myself that I’m not me tonight. I’m someone else so I thrust out my chest like I’m not ashamed of my body, like I’m actually proud of it.