body.
Right then Darren’s face showed up in my mind. He looked
disappointed and angry.
I pushed past Gabby and went out to Jonathan and Teresa, who had
moved to the bar. He put his hand on the back of my neck when I got close
enough, and I whispered in his ear, “If I win, you cancel your flight and see
me tomorrow night.”
“And no Tiffany?” he asked, smirking.
“Yes, Tiffany. If you win, I’m at your command until sunrise. And
after the sun comes up, I’ll scrub your floors.” He laughed. I didn’t know
exactly what he was laughing at, unless it was the presumption that he didn’t
already have a team of people to sterilize his house, but I smiled back at him
because it was a stupid offer and I knew it.
Gabby situated herself at the end of the bar and ordered
something. I hoped it was soda. Alcohol’s a depressant, and she could assure me
she had hope all she wanted. I didn’t believe she had as much control as she
asserted.
“You drive a hard bargain.” He put his drink down. “And you’re
funny. I never know what’s going to come out of your mouth next.”
I had a million jokes about what was going in my mouth, but I kept
them to myself as I pulled him into the back room.
***
The dressing room was locked. I was momentarily stumped, but I
remembered there was another one for men. I took his hand and led him deeper
into the back, passing the kitchen and backmost hallway, to the least populated
part of the club.
“I’m really liking this scrubbing idea,” he said as I pulled him
into the second dressing room, which was as gross as the first, and slammed the
door behind me. If he had more wisecracks, they got swallowed in a kiss. I ran
my fingers through his hair, pressing his face to mine, then ran them down the
length of his body. I pushed him onto the chair, which squeaked when he fell
into it.
I kneeled in front of him, the industrial carpet digging into my
knees, and opened his fly. I stroked the hardness under his boxers until I
teased out his cock. It was rock hard and gorgeous.
“You ready?” I asked.
“You are really cute.”
He held his arms out as if to say come at me.
I pulled up his shirt and kissed his stomach, which was hard and
tight, down the line of hair, until I got to his base. I put him between my
lips, kissed it, sucking the length on one side, then the other, running my
tongue up and down the taut skin, tasting the sharpness of it. He took a deep
breath. I flattened my tongue against the underside and ran it up to the end,
then put the head in my mouth, sucking it on the way out. I tasted a salty drop
of moisture on his tip.
I looked up at him as I slid it into my mouth again. His lips
parted and he looked straight at me, moving my hair from my eyes. Perfect. I
moved down, sliding the whole huge length of him into my open mouth.
“Oh,” he whispered as I took him to the bottom. I moved my head
up and down, taking all of him with every stroke, sucking on the way out,
rubbing him with my tongue on the way in. I looked up at him again, going slow,
letting him see every inch of his dick going in my mouth. I picked up the pace
slightly, then gave three really fast strokes. He sighed and thrust his hips
forward, jamming himself down my throat. I had him. All I had to do was slow
down and tease him so close he’d beg me to finish him.
But he put his head back and looked at the ceiling, groaning deep
in his throat. It was such a position of surrender, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t
stop. I was going to make him to come way before he begged.
He was going to have me at his beck and call until sunrise.
I didn’t like jewelry that much anyway.
CHAPTER 8.
He’d smirked when he’d given me his address and tried to give me
directions, but I knew where he lived, give or take. He was up in the park,
where the lawyers and magnates play. I remembered Debbie’s edict to just have
fun, but the fact I’d failed in my mission to get him to take me to
Right then Darren’s face showed up in my mind. He looked
disappointed and angry.
I pushed past Gabby and went out to Jonathan and Teresa, who had
moved to the bar. He put his hand on the back of my neck when I got close
enough, and I whispered in his ear, “If I win, you cancel your flight and see
me tomorrow night.”
“And no Tiffany?” he asked, smirking.
“Yes, Tiffany. If you win, I’m at your command until sunrise. And
after the sun comes up, I’ll scrub your floors.” He laughed. I didn’t know
exactly what he was laughing at, unless it was the presumption that he didn’t
already have a team of people to sterilize his house, but I smiled back at him
because it was a stupid offer and I knew it.
Gabby situated herself at the end of the bar and ordered
something. I hoped it was soda. Alcohol’s a depressant, and she could assure me
she had hope all she wanted. I didn’t believe she had as much control as she
asserted.
“You drive a hard bargain.” He put his drink down. “And you’re
funny. I never know what’s going to come out of your mouth next.”
I had a million jokes about what was going in my mouth, but I kept
them to myself as I pulled him into the back room.
***
The dressing room was locked. I was momentarily stumped, but I
remembered there was another one for men. I took his hand and led him deeper
into the back, passing the kitchen and backmost hallway, to the least populated
part of the club.
“I’m really liking this scrubbing idea,” he said as I pulled him
into the second dressing room, which was as gross as the first, and slammed the
door behind me. If he had more wisecracks, they got swallowed in a kiss. I ran
my fingers through his hair, pressing his face to mine, then ran them down the
length of his body. I pushed him onto the chair, which squeaked when he fell
into it.
I kneeled in front of him, the industrial carpet digging into my
knees, and opened his fly. I stroked the hardness under his boxers until I
teased out his cock. It was rock hard and gorgeous.
“You ready?” I asked.
“You are really cute.”
He held his arms out as if to say come at me.
I pulled up his shirt and kissed his stomach, which was hard and
tight, down the line of hair, until I got to his base. I put him between my
lips, kissed it, sucking the length on one side, then the other, running my
tongue up and down the taut skin, tasting the sharpness of it. He took a deep
breath. I flattened my tongue against the underside and ran it up to the end,
then put the head in my mouth, sucking it on the way out. I tasted a salty drop
of moisture on his tip.
I looked up at him as I slid it into my mouth again. His lips
parted and he looked straight at me, moving my hair from my eyes. Perfect. I
moved down, sliding the whole huge length of him into my open mouth.
“Oh,” he whispered as I took him to the bottom. I moved my head
up and down, taking all of him with every stroke, sucking on the way out,
rubbing him with my tongue on the way in. I looked up at him again, going slow,
letting him see every inch of his dick going in my mouth. I picked up the pace
slightly, then gave three really fast strokes. He sighed and thrust his hips
forward, jamming himself down my throat. I had him. All I had to do was slow
down and tease him so close he’d beg me to finish him.
But he put his head back and looked at the ceiling, groaning deep
in his throat. It was such a position of surrender, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t
stop. I was going to make him to come way before he begged.
He was going to have me at his beck and call until sunrise.
I didn’t like jewelry that much anyway.
CHAPTER 8.
He’d smirked when he’d given me his address and tried to give me
directions, but I knew where he lived, give or take. He was up in the park,
where the lawyers and magnates play. I remembered Debbie’s edict to just have
fun, but the fact I’d failed in my mission to get him to take me to
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