Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 115838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
“Nine,” I say, knowing full well there is no nine in my phone number.
They all share a look as if they have me. The next round they try again and this time I win, so I don’t have to make up a number. When the thirty minutes is over, I nod at them. “Have fun,” I say, turning around when I feel a hand on my arm.
“Thank you,” one of the blondes tells me, and I know she told me her name, but I didn’t care enough to register it.
“That was really fun,” she adds, her hand still on my forearm. “I’m sorry, I don’t usually do this.” She acts coy and there is nothing coy about what she is doing. “But I was wondering if maybe I can give you my number.”
I’m about to tell her no when the photographer comes by. “Can we pose?” he asks me.
“No,” I snap at him and he must think I’m joking because he laughs and puts the camera to one eye, as she pushes herself up against me and I lean to the other side.
The phone in my pocket buzzes and I pull it out.
Beautiful Goddess:
You look like you are having a great time.
I look up and see her turned away from me then she looks back at her phone, and I see her fingers moving.
Beautiful Goddess:
I left you a surprise in your jacket pocket.
I look up at her and see her staring at me as the girl next to me is still close to me. My hand reaches into my pocket, and I feel lace and my mouth opens. My eyes go back to look at her as she smirks and holds up her champagne glass to me.
“Oh good, you have your phone out,” the blonde says once the photographer steps away, “you can take my number down.”
I’m still speechless from feeling her panties in my pocket when the text comes in again.
Beautiful Goddess:
Thought you could hold onto them for me.
“So what do you say?” She looks up at me.
“No.” I shake my head, and I turn to walk away from her, leaving her with her mouth hanging open.
“Hey.” I feel another hand on me, and I look over to see Shelly. “Come here,” she says, taking my hand and pulling me with her to the side. “I want you to meet someone.”
“I don’t want to meet anyone,” I mutter quickly, but then I’m in front of the woman who has long, curly red hair. “Zane,” she says my name as she lets my hand go, “this is Miriam.” I make a tight smile as I nod at her. “She works for the hospital.”
“Nice to meet you.” I’m more polite than I want to be since Shelly is there.
She holds her glass in her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she says softly. “This is a great turnout.”
My phone beeps in my hand and I look down.
Beautiful Goddess:
I wore them for you tonight so it’s fitting that you have them.
Me:
I’m going to turn your ass red later.
I turn the phone around so no one can see.
Beautiful Goddess:
Is that before or after I sit on your face?
I swear my mouth goes dry as I look up at Shelly and Miriam, who are now talking to each other.
Beautiful Goddess:
Before or after you fuck me with your cock? Either way, I approve.
My eyes go to her, and she’s smirking as she looks away from me.
Beautiful Goddess:
I’m wet just thinking about it.
My cock goes rock solid and I have to take a deep inhale. I grip my phone in my hand so hard I think it might bend. “Excuse me,” I say to Shelly and Miriam. Shelly gives me big eyes, while Miriam just smiles at me. “It was nice to meet you.” I try to be polite as my phone vibrates in my hand. “Have a great evening.”
I move to walk around them when my phone again vibrates in my hand. My mouth waters when I see she’s sent me a picture of her legs, but her dress is higher than it should be and showing a lot of inner thigh.
Beautiful Goddess:
Can you see the wetness?
My stomach feels like it’s going to squeeze together as I look up and see that she isn’t in the chair.
Beautiful Goddess:
I’m off. Have a lovely evening.
Me:
What do you mean you’re off? Off where?
I look around frantically, seeing if she’s fucking with me.
Beautiful Goddess:
Jaxon said it’s time to go so, we go.
I look around and then I’m about to take a step forward when Jill stops me again.
“Jill,” I grit with clenched teeth, “I did my turn at the blackjack table. I posed for a picture.” Her eyes go big. “Which you will not use ever. I want it deleted.” I point at her. “Now I’m leaving.” I pull up the text thread with the driver I hired for tonight to meet me now.