Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“Name?”
“Elicea.”
“El-ic-ea.” He lets it roll off his tongue. The way he says my name makes it sound as if it’s pure sex.
He should never say my name again.
Ever.
“Yours?” I ask, nicely as I can. His head drops to the side, the music melody changing to a slow, more sensual beat.
“Creed,” he tells me.
“Thanks for the job opportunity, Creed. What is it that you’ll have me doing?”
He nods behind me. I look around the room. It’s busy. Far more so than the place I was previously employed. The decor is red with only a few splashes of gold. There’s a bar at the far end with mirrors and so much crystal glassware. In front of that and to the side are beds, rooms, and more beds. One of those beds makes me step back, but this time he isn’t there to catch me as he watches for my reaction.
“You see what we do.”
I nod, fast. I’ve never seen so many people having sex in public. You can even see people in the rooms, there’s only a red-tinted glass wall separating them.
He takes a step in the direction of one of the beds, where handcuffs are clipped to the head of the bed. A curvy woman with blonde hair watches us as an older man with thinning hair lays between her legs, tenderly biting her inner thigh. She smiles at me, and I can’t seem to look away. Not even when I count to myself. The man lifts his head to look at her and gently slaps her breast. She closes her eyes, finally breaking the contact as he crawls up her body, positioning himself between her legs. He pulls on her restraints and she opens her eyes, then he looks at her in earnest and hungrily kisses her. I’ve never witnessed a couple having sex, never even watched a porno, yet here I am—transfixed by the real thing.
I can feel the heat from Creed near me. I don’t know exactly where he is since I’ve been mesmerized by the heat in the room. Yet I can feel him. And dare I say it, I’m turned on. What kind of person does that make me?
Laughter starts to bubble up. Tracey was right. Gosh, she’s going to laugh when she finds out she was right. I’m so nervous I can only laugh.
“Do you find what we do here amusing?”
Shaking my head, I stop laughing, turning to find him watching me with curiosity written all over him. Then it bubbles up again and I can’t help it as I blurt out, “I won’t have sex with strangers. You have the wrong girl.” I turn to walk out, but like magic the door’s not there. How is that possible?
“I wouldn’t let you have sex with strangers.”
My body freezes. Slowly, I turn back to find he’s watching me. “You aren’t here for that service. That service requires vigilant testing. You won’t need that.”
I nod my head, afraid to look around again—I may stare too long. “What is it you’d like me to do?”
“Bar.”
I smile. That I can do.
“You’ll also be my ears for the girls, and inform me if any guy gets to be too much for them.”
“Can do.” Taking my eyes off of him for a moment, I look to the bar. There’s one guy behind it right now by himself. “Would you like me to start now? Or—”
He starts walking toward it, and I follow him, making sure to stay a safe distance. He nods his head to the bartender who leans over to listen to Creed as he speaks. The bartender looks to me, offers me a small but friendly smile before Creed walks off. Leaving me with nothing else.
“He isn’t big on words. To some anyway.” He laughs, opening the door to let me behind the bar.
“I definitely may have noticed that.”
“I’m glad he hired someone else. We’ve been too busy for me to keep up with it all.”
“How long have you worked here?”
He looks around then back to me and smiles. “Two years now. Pay is the best I’ve ever made. This job put me through school with no debt. I’m Johnny, by the way.” He offers me his hand which I shake gladly.
“El,” I say smiling. He goes to the end of the bar where a man walks up dressed in just a robe. When Johnny finishes serving him, he steps back to me.
“I know it’s different, and most don’t know about this place because it has a very strict policy. But most of the time it’s a great place to be. The guests are too scared to do anything wrong, and the girls are amazing.”
“Is Creed the owner?” I ask.
Johnny starts showing me where everything is as we talk. He has no shirt on and he’s ripped. But I have a feeling he doesn’t bat for my team. The way he looked at the man he served earlier, yeah, he was flirting with him.