Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 86883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
The way his lips tasted. The way his fingers dug into my ass as he made us both come.
It’s because I’m in the same car, I tell myself. Same leather. Same scent invading my senses.
I push my thighs together. I really need to get laid.
He pulls the car up to the curb, and for a moment, I forget this is the fake address I gave him.
“Why are we stopping here?” I ask.
“Because you live here.”
Realizing my mistake, I try to cover it up but only make the situation worse. “Yeah… of course… I was lost in thought…”
“About?”
You and how you made me come in the back seat of this car.
“Stuff.” Is my great response.
I’m flustered because I suck at lying, and now I can’t get my seat belt to unlock.
I jab at the buckle, but I’m suddenly all fingers.
Massimo leans over to help, and I’m suddenly engulfed in his heat and that addictive scent that is pure him. He unlocks the buckle with ease, chuckling as he does so.
I barely get the words out. “Thank you.”
“I can’t sit by and watch a damsel in distress, even if seeing you tied up is kind of hot.”
“What do you mean?” I whisper, slightly inebriated on his scent.
He leans closer so his lips brush my ear. “It means I would very much like to see you in cuffs again.”
Bells and whistles ignite inside me, and that achy need that’s taken up residence between my thighs since he arrived at the police station skyrockets to a relentless throb, forcing me to squeeze my thighs together.
He settles back in his seat as if he didn’t just set my body on fire. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He gives me a devastating grin. “Just try not to get arrested between now and then.”
20
BIANCA
The next day, I start my new job with Eve. Essentially, I’m her PA, helping her with the day-to-day running of the club, like reviewing rosters, chasing up various supply orders, and making sure all the administration tasks get checked off.
Eve runs a well-oiled ship. She can be flippant and breezy, but when it comes to business, she is as professional and diligent as they come.
She also seems relieved that I’m here to help. Dario didn’t appear to do a lot more than walk around the bar looking moody.
At the end of each day, we confirm the roster to make sure everything is in place for the night’s performances.
“What is this number in the last column?” I ask.
“That’s how much the performers get paid.”
My mouth drops open. Some of the numbers are astronomical.
“John and Jared are getting paid twenty-five hundred dollars for a thirty minute performance?” I want to know who John and Jared are and what the hell they do for thirty minutes that earns them twelve hundred and fifty dollars apiece.
“John and Jared cater to our clients who like to watch two men together,” Eve explains.
“You mean they—”
“Have sex, yes. But there are blow jobs and other things besides the actual penetration. It depends what the client requests.”
I look at the other names on the list.
“Judge Julie? What does she do for forty-five minutes to earn nine hundred dollars?”
“She wears a judge’s gown over a PVC bikini and spanks a submissive. She also allows suggestions from the clients. She’s very popular. I think she’s on twice tonight.”
Indeed she is. She’ll be taking home eighteen hundred dollars for ninety minutes’ worth of spanking.
“Jerome Big Dick Collins for four hundred dollars?” I can’t help but laugh at his name.
“Don’t laugh, his name is an understatement. He’s one of our sex butlers, and he has a twelve-inch cock.”
There’s a lot to unpack in that sentence.
“A sex butler?”
“Yes, he’ll serve drinks naked. He’s very popular for obvious reasons.”
“Twelve inches’ worth of reasons. Wow. I’ve never seen one that big.”
Who am I kidding?
I haven’t seen one at all.
Unless it’s been on Netflix.
“How is any of this legal?”
Eve laughs. “Legalities don’t matter to the De Kysa. I mean, Massimo abides by the law where necessary. But in other areas, it really comes down to who you know and how much you’re willing to pay them off.”
Which is typical. My father had lots of people paid off.
“People really pay this amount of money to watch these people perform?”
“Our clients pay for the complete experience in pleasure and fantasy. The performers, the butlers, the food, and drink. It’s one big package customized to their desires. Then we pay the performers their cut.”
“How long do the peep shows last?”
“Usually a client will book the room for two hours and schedule several different performances. So someone who likes to watch dancers may book ten dances for the two hours. Some clients mix it up and have a dancer perform, then bring in new performers for a sex show.”
“What’s the longest anyone has booked the room?”