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Excerpt
"Who
is that?" Max Stephenson nodded toward a busty blonde who was
practically nude standing a short distance away. She wore a half mask that
covered her eyes and nose and a pair of black tight to mid-thigh,
ridiculously high stiletto boots. His gaze raced over her curvy form
pausing briefly on her big breasts and bare mound. An enchanting package
to say the least.
"Ahhh,
that's Cassandra."
"New?"
"No,
she's been a member for maybe two years, but she only comes two, maybe
three times a year."
"I
see she's not wearing a collar, is she free?"
"Oh
yeah, very free. There's a note on her key that says no attachments
wanted."
"You're
kidding me, sounds like a dream come true. Someone sexy and gorgeous to
play with without worrying they want to take it further." This woman
sounded like he needed an introduction, and if his dick was anything to go
by, it had better be quick. It had been a long time since he was turned on
by someone's looks alone. He wanted a woman who was intelligent, with a
body made for pleasure, and had a life of her own. As far as he found,
this was an endangered species.
"You
don't know the half of it. I've had her for a couple of sessions. She's a
real live wire who's into some seriously good kink. Trust me, she's here
strictly for the sex."
Tonight
he and Alex Shaw, friend and partner, were sitting at a corner table,
watching the crowd, as they caught up on club business. He wouldn't mind
if she diverted his attention for a couple of hours. When she looked their
way, Max took the opportunity to crook his finger and bid her to come to
them.
"There's
nothing prettier than an eager and horny woman," he said, never
looking away from her as she made her way over to them.
"Especially
one who gave me one of the best blowjobs I've ever experienced."
"Really?"
He couldn't get that idea out of his head as she stopped beside his chair.
For the past couple of years, work made him an infrequent visitor to
Succulent. As a silent partner, he knew the rules and, if she was willing,
he wanted to indulge himself with her.
"Hello,
are you with anyone this evening?"
"No,
Sir. I'm free to play." She lifted her hand so that the key dangling
from her wrist was presented for him to peruse to see if they were
sexually compatible. He didn't immediately take it in hand because he was
caught up in the pull of her dark eyes. The lighting was dim, but he could
still see they were pools of black ink, intriguing. After a moment, he
blinked and looked down, carefully reading what sex acts she'd listed on
the basic white card he held. There was no stopping his smile when he read
the final notation. May come back for seconds, but no outside
relationships. This statement left no doubt where she was coming from.
Fine with him, his hard-on supported the physical attraction between them
and, from her key, it appeared they were of the same mind when it came to
sex.
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