Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“FUCK!” I roar. “Oh shit!”
Hot reams of jism spurt into her bottom as her rectum ripples around my hardness, caressing every inch with deep, muscular contractions. It only makes me come even harder as furious lashes of virile male seed coat her insides.
“Shiiiit!” I rage. “Goddamn!”
Then, the miracle happens. I let go of Petunia altogether so that she’s got nothing supporting her but the water at her back. Miraculously, she floats even as that sweet body heaves, shuddering at the precipice of ecstasy.
“Oh Mr. Matthews!” she cries out, reaching one hand down to massage my balls. “Yes yes yes!”
That’s when I know this is the woman for me because another hot gush of pussy juices floods out to coat my member, making me come even harder into her round bottom. She merely screams again while squeezing her hand, urging me to release everything inside of her. Holy shit, what a slut. But Petunia’s my curvy, sexy slut, and even though this particular swimming lesson has come to a conclusion, I’m not done with the sassy hostess yet.
6
PETUNIA
A week later.
I take a deep breath before entering the restaurant because Nico’s taking me out on a date tonight. Of course, we’ve had plenty of meals together this past week, but they were always in the privacy of his suite in the Sanctum building. We literally didn’t leave his living chambers because he was so busy taking me every which way that room service was the only option, and we indulged in everything from oysters to champagne to steak frites and fries.
But tonight’s different because my lover’s taking me out. Of course, we just saw each other a few hours ago, but no matter. It feels special to be eating at La Violetta, a restaurant on Sanctum grounds, and I want to make sure the experience is perfect.
Quickly, I take one last look in my compact. My makeup is perfect – subtle and not overdone, and my curls are styled in a sexy sweep over one shoulder. Hardly any of that matters though because it’s the dress that takes the show, if you can even call it a dress. The white fabric is gauzy and see-through, and my big breasts are clearly visible beneath the tight material. Not only that, but the hem barely goes past my ass cheeks, and of course, my thong is totally visible. The bone-colored fabric forms a strip between my big buttocks before revealing itself as a whale-tail at my lower back. It’s all the rage these days to wear visible panties, and I’m working the trend to the max.
Of course, this outfit would be totally inappropriate at anywhere but Sanctum. I would be run out of town and branded a whore, but here on club grounds, it’s par for the course. Women routinely wear next to nothing when we’re working, and the sluttier the better. It’s just how things roll around here.
“Good evening,” the hostess at La Violetta greets politely. “Your name please?”
“I’m here to meet Nico Matthews,” I reply. She immediately nods and brings me over to a table where my lover is already seated. He’s huge and handsome and those blue eyes glint as he takes in my see-through dress.
“You look gorgeous, baby,” he rasps, getting up to press a kiss to my cheek before tweaking a nipple through the fabric. “Utterly enchanting, if quite scandalous.”
My breath hitches and I gasp before dissolving into giggles.
“Hey, I’m wearing more than some of the other girls here tonight.”
It’s true because at the table to our left, the woman is clad in what looks like lingerie. There’s literally no reasonable outfit to speak of. She’s dressed in only a pair of panties and a lace bra as her date looks on, licking his lips with approval.
Meanwhile, to our right is a woman whose breasts are bare. They’re huge melons which gleam in the candlelight, and sure enough her date leans forward to kiss one of her nipples before turning back to his menu. I wonder if she’s wearing panties below the table. Probably not, because this is Sanctum after all. My guess is that their meal isn’t going to last very long before they clear out for some hot fun.
But I want to enjoy my dinner with Nico, even as his blue eyes flash wickedly while looking over my curvaceous form.
“I’m not sure I want to eat,” he rumbles. “Maybe we should just go back to the room.”
“Oh you!” I giggle playfully. “I’m still sore from our morning romp, so we can’t go back that fast.”
He nods, blue eyes gleaming.
“Sore where? Bottom or pussy?”
“Both!” I squeal with a slight wince. “Oooh, you took me hard, but it felt really good.”
My man nods approvingly as he surveys my form again.
“You’ve been doing great, honey. As you can tell, I haven’t been able to keep my hands off you this past week.”