Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“So where are you headed later tonight?” I ask casually, putting my hand on her knee. We’re comfortable with one another now, so Sarah looks at it with wide eyes but then turns to me with a shy smile.
“Well, nowhere, unless you have plans?”
I smile, my body already beginning to harden.
“Did City Girls tell you about the next phase?”
During our conversation, it came out that Sarah’s never been on a date through the agency before, so this is all new to her. In fact, I’m her first customer. I was surprised, but the knowledge immediately made me hungry knowing that she’s never been in this situation before.
She nods a bit, suddenly looking shy.
“They did. They said that the men pay for companionship, so it’s really just drinks and dinner if that’s all you want.”
I nod.
“But…?”
Sarah takes a deep breath before meeting my eyes, the pools of chocolate so huge that they swallow her face.
“But my friend told me that a lot of guys, if they like you, will make an offer to continue the date. In an intimate way,” she stammers, almost tripping over her words.
I nod.
“Good girl, because I’d like to make that offer now. I find you very beautiful and intriguing, sweetheart, and I’d like to continue our date upstairs in my room. What would you say to five thousand, honey?”
Her cheeks flush red and she stares at me.
“For the night?” she squeaks.
I nod.
“Yes. Again, I’d like to get to know you better and I think it could be fun for both of us. I’m ready to transfer the funds now, if you’d like,” I say, getting out my phone.
The beautiful brunette bites her lip and I can tell she’s conflicted. That’s surprising because most women aren’t. I know I’m good-looking, and a lot of girls would be more than happy to make that extra cash. But this woman is different. She takes a deep breath, her bosom heaving, and then meets my eye.
“Okay,” is her quiet reply. “I accept, Mr. McLean.”
My body hardens even more at her gentle acquiescence, and I take one small hand in my own.
“Good honey,” is my growl. “Then let’s get started now.”
With that, I motion to the bartender to put our drinks on my tab before taking Sarah’s hand and guiding her to the elevator in the lobby. The golden doors whoosh open, and we step in. The beautiful girl is trembling now, but I squeeze her hand and throw her a reassuring smile. At least, I think it’s reassuring. Then again, I might look like a hungry animal ready to devour its prey.
The elevators ascend to the penthouse floor, and then I lead Sarah down the hall to a cream-colored door. There’s only one door on this level because I’ve reserved the Presidential Suite and sure enough, after I key the door open, it reveals a sprawling living room decorated with cream-colored sofas, fancy artwork, and floor-to-ceiling vistas of Manhattan.
“Wow,” the gorgeous woman gasps, her eyes wide. “You can see the Freedom Tower from here!”
I nod, chuckling.
“Yeah, it’s one of my favorite views actually. I try to visit the World Trade Center at least once a year to pay my respects to the heroes of 9/11.”
She nods while wandering to the enormous windows. Her nose is practically pressed against the pane, and I admire that curvy ass from behind as she takes in the sparkling lights.
“It’s wonderful, Braden,” she breathes. “New York is gorgeous.”
That’s my cue. I come up behind her and slip my hands around her waist so that her back is pressed against my front. My arousal is huge, and she lets out a small gasp as it nudges insistently against her lower back.
“No, you’re beautiful, sweetheart,” I breathe into her ear. “And I’d love to sample that deliciousness now.” With that, I claim her mouth and her lips part sweetly below mine. She tastes of cinnamon and spice and I growl low in my throat as those small hands slip around my neck, pulling me closer.
But I’m an animal, and my appetite’s been raring to go ever since I set eyes on this woman. As a result, I can’t resist. As we kiss, I lift up the hem of her skirt, sliding my hands up the tender flesh of her inner thigh.
“Oh!” Sarah moans, her head tilting back as her eyes close with pleasure. “Mmm!”
“You’re so sweet,” I rasp into her ear. “Like peaches and cream.”
Then my hand trails higher, and sure enough, her panties are already soaked through. I play with the fabric a bit, teasing her clit through the silky material before sliding them to the floor. Then, I help Sarah out of her dress, and the breath stops in my throat. She’s not wearing a bra, and now that curvy figure is revealed to me, totally lush and nude.