Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22815 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
My expression softens.
“No, I get it. You’ve been through the fire and it hurts.”
Hunter nods.
“It more than fucking hurt. It fucking burned. But yeah, that’s why we don’t want you to see other men if you’re going to be with us. We don’t want a repeat of that situation. Not that you’re a whore, of course,” he adds hastily. “We just don’t want our hearts broken again.”
I nod, but also hesitate because the Corinthian has been a part of my life for a while now, and seeing men is a part of my job. The tips are fine when I’m not servicing a client intimately, but I’m not sure I’m ready to give that up quite yet.
“I don’t know,” I say in a slow tone. “I’ll have to think about it because you’re kind of asking me to change my entire lifestyle for you. I mean, flirting with the clientele and acting sassy with them is a major part of my job.”
Hunter jumps in, his mouth turning down at the corners.
“We’re not saying you have to stop flirting, but you would have to stop sleeping with them. That you reserve for just us.”
But still, I hesitate.
“Yes, but that’s a big ask,” I say in a slow tone. “I mean, Corinthian hostesses are known for being out there. A lot of men pay huge sums for access, and I’m not sure I can turn off the tap just like that.”
But to my surprise, Hunter and Brent nod.
“Of course, honey. We understand that you need time to consider our request because it’s come out of left field. But just give it a think, okay?” Brent growls. “In the meantime, how about demonstrating some flirting for us? We’d love to see,” he winks.
I giggle at the change in tone. We just went from super-serious to playful and fun, and I like the shift in atmosphere. With a saucy smile, I slide my hand from the table and snake it onto Brent’s lap, squeezing his hard shaft through the fabric of his shorts. Ooh, he’s hard already and growing harder by the minute.
“Well, I always like to start like this,” I coo. “You know, checking out the package and all.”
He groans and covers my hand with his. “I’d definitely consider this flirting. What else do you do, honey?”
With a giggle, I remove my hand from Brent’s lap and then lean towards Hunter, capturing his mobile lips with mine. The alpha male growls low in his chest, leaning forward to take more, but I pull away with a teasing smile while licking my lips.
“Would you consider that flirting too?” I coo.
“Hell yeah,” Brent rasps. “Now come here, sweetheart, because you’re about to get more.” Then, he hauls me into his lap and captures my mouth with his own as Hunter stands, joining us over on our side of the table. Then, before I realize it, I’m nude and laid out like a feast on the hard wooden surface, my curves bare and wet for these men to ravish.
“You’re gorgeous, baby girl,” Hunter grinds out, his azure gaze taking in every inch of my creamy flesh.
“Absolutely delectable,” Brent agrees, bending low to lick up my drenched slit. “And you taste like honey, too. This is the best dinner ever, baby girl. Thank you for preparing it for us.”
Then, all thought flies out of my mind as Brent and Hunter go to town because what could be better than being with these two men? They treat me so well, and encourage me to let go of my inhibitions too. The only questions is whether or not I can live up to their behavioral expectations because I’m a bad girl … and I’m not sure I’m ready to be good just yet.
6
Brent
It’s been about a week since our dinner at Kaci’s apartment, and I have to say that the meal was fucking fantastic. The fucking afterwards was also fucking fantastic, but that’s to be expected. After all, Kaci’s a lush young woman, and she’s only too willing to share her body with us. The positions we had her in would make another woman run to the hills screaming, but instead, our girl merely smiled and giggled, and then moaned with delirium as we took her every which way.
But is Kaci still seeing other men? The truth is that I’m not sure. She says no, and that she’s restricted herself to mere flirtation, but the problem is that ‘flirtation’ is a somewhat ambiguous term. Does that mean she’s sitting in a man’s lap while grinding her bottom on his hard cock? Does she let him touch her boobies as he plays cards? Sip at her tits even, when he’s bluffing during a poker game? The Corinthian Hotel is a rancid place, after all, and such things have been known to happen in the private room they reserve for high rollers.