Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“Where are you when I need you?” I whisper to myself.
I imagine her curves and her bouncing breasts. Wild desire takes over my senses, and all I think about is playing with my pet. I scan the dimly lit club for signs of her swaying hips and sexy ass. She is not here. Yet, I tell myself. So, I look around again and finally see the woman I want entering the club. My cock immediately springs to action, eager to take her.
My pet’s tight dress accentuates all her curves, and I want to run my hands on them again. Damn. I need her naked with me now.
I leave my empty glass on the table and meet her by the bar. The masked woman sees me before I can reach out to her, and her eyes light up. Damn. I want to pull that mask off and kiss her. But instead, I grab my pet as soon as I get close, leading her to a corner. She looks up and meets my eyes. The faint light shines on the satin fabric of her mask. Behind it, I can see her deep, dark eyes. Eyes I get lost in.
“I want to go back to my hotel room with you,” I whisper in her ear. Then I lightly nibble her lobe, making her shiver.
I can feel my pet nodding. There will be no resistance this time. So, I take her hand and lead her out of the club. I nod to Russel and Mike, who are standing near the entrance. They follow us back to the limo, and I help the masked woman get inside the vehicle. Mike closes the small partition before driving.
Now that I’m in an intimate space with this woman again, I realize that I want nothing more than to spend my nights in New York with her. Let her be the fucking slave in my hotel room that I can get back to after a day of searching for Myah. That is a lovely picture — my pet wearing nothing, greeting me when I enter the room. This lady on her knees, waiting to please my cock. That is indeed a great way to cap my day. So, I reach for the briefcase under the seat and draw out some confidentiality documents.
“Beverly.” She snorts and rolls her eyes. “I want to fuck you whenever and wherever while I’m still in New York. I will pay you, of course, so you can take an indefinite leave from wherever you’re working, so I can easily reach you. There is a set amount in this disclosure agreement, but I’m willing to bargain if you want to name a higher price. In exchange for sex and money, I want complete discreteness. You are not allowed to tell anyone about our arrangement. And you cannot use this contract to blackmail me and extort money from me,” as my bitch ex-wife did, I want to add. “Do you understand these rules?”
The masked woman nods. Then I hand the non-disclosure agreement to her. She reads it silently, then signs it. I hold my hand out for the paper, but she doesn’t give it back.
“I have two requests,” she says authoritatively. “One, stop calling me Beverly. Call me pet or nothing. Two, don’t look at my name until after we part ways. If you agree with that request, then I’ll hand over this document. Otherwise, I’ll tear it up and leave the car.”
Why that level of secrecy? Is this woman some crucial political figure in New York? My logical mind urges me to disagree, but my aching cock wants nothing more than to touch her. And that has more control over me now. So, I nod reluctantly and let her place the paper inside the envelope before returning it to me.
I put the envelope back in the briefcase and the case under the seat. I realize now that not caring about her name is as easy as me ripping off her dress. I grab my pet by the waist and meet her welcoming lips through the hole in her mask. She tastes as sweet as before. My pet moans in my mouth, making my cock push harder against the fabric of my jeans. Damn. She’s so fucking hot.
I grab the straps of her dress and rip it off her. Why women buy clothes that are so easy to tear is beyond me. But for now, I’m more than happy with how easily it comes off. She only has her panties on under. Her bare nipples are erect, begging for my touch. She gasps when I twist one bud and nibble the other. Her rosy nipples become more erect under my fingers and tongue.
I push her down on the seat and kiss her again. Then, my hand travels south to her tight pussy. My pet’s panties are already soaking wet from her juices. And I’m glad that she is as excited as I am for tonight.