Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
“Maybe it’s because you don’t wear them?” I say, looking directly into her eyes and smiling at her. I have to give it to her, she’s feisty.
She leans in closer and pats me on the cheek. “Can’t blame a woman for trying.” She leans back and grabs her drink. “What are you doing in here anyway?”
“The kid at the Mermaid told me this was the best place in town to get some food and drinks.”
“Peter sure is a sweetheart. Shame about his daddy,” she says, shaking her head.
I wonder if his father was the owner of the hotel. Maybe that’s why he was running the place? I open my mouth to ask Dolly what she means, but then the bang of the door draws my attention.
My jaw nearly comes unhinged at the sight standing there, and it’s all I can do not to swallow my tongue. She’s tall with long legs and curves like Jessica Rabbit. She’s got on cut-off shorts that show off smooth skin for miles down to pretty pink toes in flip-flops. When my eyes rake back up her firm stems, they land on her substantial rack that’s bouncing under a tight cotton tank top. She’s nearly obscene in shape, and the way her waist is exaggerated by the size of her hips makes my boxer briefs tighten. Her blond hair is in messy waves over one shoulder, and even from here I can see the shiny pout on her lips. Lips a man wants wrapped around him. She’s looking away from me and to her friend who’s with her, and all I want is for her to turn them on me. I want to have the full attention of a woman like that and her eyes only on me.
“I see you’ve got a taste for the local cuisine,” Dolly says, breaking my concentration. I look at her and see she’s not talking about my food but nodding to the woman at the door. “That girl is like a daughter to everyone on this island,” she says, turning to face me. “You hurt her, and I’ll turn you from a sea cucumber into a clam with one shuck.” She tips her glass to me as she takes a sip and walks over to the other side of the bar to take a drink order.
I watch as the woman moves up to the bar and leans over to give Dolly a kiss on the cheek. The motion pushes her breasts up and over the top of the bar, and I get a look right down the front of her top. The image of my cock popping up between them fills my mind and suddenly I can’t think straight. I take a drink of my beer to distract myself and to have a moment to get my thoughts together.
I’m not here to fuck local pussy. I’m here for a business deal and then I’m getting the hell off this island. But then the devil on my shoulder leans in and whispers that I can do both. The image of her riding my dick while those big tits bounce is filling up every available space in my brain.
But I didn’t become as successful as I am by giving in to every desire. Discipline and hard work are what made me who I am today, and I’m not going to screw that up by letting my dick lead me. No matter how much I want to.
It’s been so long since I’ve even really looked at a woman, so that’s probably why I’m so hard for it. I don’t have time with how much I work, so I’m sure it’s just me sitting here with nothing to do but think about sex. That and I’m surrounded by lingerie literally hanging from the ceiling.
I decide to finish my food and go back to the hotel. I can jerk off in peace and then get some sleep before I need to get up in the morning. And of course, that woman is going to be headlining the show tonight in my bedroom. I push away from the bar and stand up to walk towards the bathroom. But before I can take a step, I’m running straight into someone right before I feel an ice-cold drink spill down the front of my shirt.
“Shit.”
“Oh god.”
I grab the person in front of me to keep them from knocking me down as we both stumble a little. When I look up I see that it’s her. And fuck me, her eyes are bluer than the sea. My arms have a mind of their own and pull her closer to me to steady her.
“I’m so sorry. I was on the way to the bathroom and I was going to just set my drink on the bar.”
Her voice is hurried and apologetic, but it’s also sweet and delicate. Her body says sinner but her mouth says saint, and I don’t know which I want to fuck first.