that she was married. The aggressive side of me didnât give two fucks if she was married or not. I wanted to take her right there on the table.
âThe question is, are you sure about this?â Ursula stood up and walked over to a table. She picked up a piece of paper. âI would like nothing more than to take you right now. But as you have stated, I am Ursula Moore. I do have certain things to protect.â
She sat the piece of paper down in front of me. I picked it up and began to read it. She had handed me a confidentiality agreement. If I went along with it, I wasnât allowed to tell anyone, and if it got out, she could sue me for damages. Suddenly things didnât look so pretty. Not that I would ever tell, but being so legal was a total party pooper. Not to mention I couldnât help but wonder how often she did this. Did she find a fan at every con to make her personal sex slave for the night?
âYou want me to sign this?â I continued to read the fine print.
âTemple, I have no doubt in my mind that you would never tell what happens between us. But my manager would kill me if I didnât get it in writing.â
âI understand,â I muttered, but I really didnât understand. I suddenly felt cheap. The moment I was just cherishing was diminished by a piece of paper.
I could tell that Ursula felt my hesitation. She began to rub my shoulders. Her hands felt magical as they massaged all the tenseness out of me. Who was I kidding? Of course she needed to protect her brand. Just like me, others looked up to her. Asking me to sign something wasnât that big of a deal. I would never tell, anyway. I signed my name on the line.
Before I could cross the T in my name, I felt Ursulaâs tongue brush the nape of my neck, sending chills down my spine. I stood up and turned toward her. I knew it was time. I locked the fangirl deep down inside of me and let the hunter in me come out. If I had to sign that paper, that was going to be the last thing that she had control over. I grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall. Ursula let out a moan as my lips sucked on her neck and chest.
She ground her body against mine as I kissed her neck, tasting her skin. My hands walked down her sides until they made it to the edges of her tight red dress. I slowly pulled it up as soft moans escaped Ursulaâs mouth. My hand felt the warmth coming from her thighs. I dove in, realizing there were no panties to remove. I looked at Ursula. Her devilish grin was present.
âYou knew the whole time?â
âI knew what I wanted. Not until now did I know I was going to get it.â She kissed my lips as my fingers caressed her throbbing clit.
I wanted to taste her so bad. I wanted to know what it was like to taste the Amazon queen, but I didnât go in. Something in me wanted her to beg for it. I didnât know what was coming over me, but I didnât want it to leave.
Chapter 8
Nia and Cree and the guys headed over to the last rave of Dragon Con. All of them were very intoxicated, but they didnât care. The men were having a ball snapping camera-phone photos of people in costumes. Only a few people asked for photos with the guys, which they happily took just to be in photos with various cosplayers. They werenât treated like celebrities by most of the people. Only a few girls squealed when they saw the guys partying with them.
Cree ground her body against Les to the techno playing in the ballroom. Les put his arms around her, pulling her as close as he possibly could. She could feel the erection growing in his pants, but she didnât care. She rolled her hips, grinding and showing him where twirking really came from.
Kirk sat next to Nia at the back of the dark ballroom. They saw people making out in the chairs behind them. One couple was quite possibly having sex in darkness.
âThis is insane.â Kirk put his hand on Niaâs thigh. âA great
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