Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Moving over to stand behind her I ran my fingertips slowly up between her thighs. She sighed and pushed back against me rubbing herself in heat. “No Kitten.” She stopped and watched me in the mirror. I used both hands to tease her now, getting close to her pussy but not touching, making her squirm.
When she was panting for her next breath I latched onto her neck with my teeth and sucked. I felt her pussy juice run down to my fingers. “Mine.” I covered her pussy with one hand as I growled the word in her ear. With one last lick of my tongue over her fresh mark I fixed her dress back into place and passed her my handkerchief to clean up.
When she was done I folded it and put it back into my pocket. “It’s time to go beautiful. I want you to relax and have a good time tonight Kitten, you’ve worked very hard and you deserve to relax and unwind.”
Id seen the rough shots of what they’d done so far and Paulette was right, she was a natural. The camera somehow picked up that sultry wholesomeness, that I was sure was going to have every hot-blooded male in the free world lusting after my woman, or at the very least, imagining she was theirs.
“Did you call your parents today like I told you to?”
“Yes sir.” She smiled at me in the dimly lit confines of the car as we drove through the darkened streets of the city to the upper west side where the event was taking place in one of the city’s most established hotels.
I was making sure she kept up open communications with her family to off set any rumors or lies they may hear through the grapevine.
I hadn’t really spoken to them other than to say hi when they called or she called, since she’d told them of her treatment at Marion’s hands and wasn’t too sure where they stood with that.
From what I’d learned of them from her tales, they were fine loyal people who I was sure saw the good in everyone and would easily buy any excuse from an old friend, especially if what they’d been told went against what they though they knew of that person.
Tonight wasn’t for worrying about such things though so I put it aside and looked forward to a night of dancing with my girl, something we hadn’t done outside of the apartment when we were playing around in the evenings.
The place was already crowded when we arrived, and more than a few heads turned at our entrance. I saw a few people I knew and walked over to where Paulette stood with some investors.
“There she is, the woman of the hour.” She made a show of introducing Kitten to a few of the men and women, who as I expected were checking her out. There were huge billboard size pictures of her face on the walls around the room. From her deep intake of breath, I gathered she hadn’t been expecting that and she tried to disappear under my arm.
“O’Rourke you old dog.” I turned to the man addressing me, Stephen somebody or the other. We’d met a few times at functions such as this, but weren’t what you would call friends. I didn’t have to guess at why I had earned the moniker; his leer at her was answer enough.
I felt my hackles rise but played it cool. Most of the men here were bound to find her attractive, that didn’t mean I had to break all their faces, besides her could leer all he wanted to as long as he didn’t touch.
I found I didn’t want to let her go but that was the epitome of foolish, she was here to have a good time, to celebrate with the others who’d worked with her in the past few weeks. Some of the girls from the magazine were her as well including Robyn and I was sure she’d want to spend some time with them since she hadn’t seen them since that awful day.
I encouraged her to mingle, while I caught up with some of the old man’s friends and acquaintances. People who still had an interest in the business and those who were here tonight to show their support.
I had the place, or better yet her, under heavy security and was pleased to see the men milling about undetected in the crowd, always with her in their sights. For that reason I was able to relax and enjoy the evening.
She kept making her way back to me, or checking the room for my location every so often and I will give her a smile or a chaste kiss on her lips each time. I knew when something was making her nervous because she had picked up the habit of playing with her collar whenever that happened.