Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“Oh?” Danielle quirks up a pretty brow, and I nod.
“Yeah, because our time is drawing to a close, sweetheart. I’m checking out of the hotel tomorrow morning.”
“Oh, I see,” she murmurs, a look of disappointment adorning her face.
“Don’t be disappointed,” I say. “I’m suggesting a plan of action right now.”
Danielle furrows her brows in confusion. “What plan of action?”
I grin at her.
“I’m suggesting that you sneak into the Presidential Suite again, spy on me and the girls while we’re having sex so I can make another phone call to Seymour, have him beg to save your job, and then try to blackmail you into going on a date with him again so I can send Star and Lacy in your place and we can have yet another date. Seems like a simple enough plan to me. You’ve done it once before, so it should come easy,” I joke.
Dani lets out a loud laugh before shaking her head. “No thanks, once is more than enough for me! But maybe we could revise that plan. Maybe skip a few steps to make it good as new.”
“Let me hear your strategy then,” I growl.
“Well, you know I don’t want you to be with Star and Lacy anymore.”
I cut her off.
“I haven’t. Not since we were together, which is why I set them up with Seymour. They’ve already been paid for their time, and I don’t want them to hang around doing nothing.”
“Good,” Danielle nods, biting her lip shyly. “Thank you. That means a lot to me, Barron, although I don’t know exactly why.”
I have an inkling why, but I keep my lip buttoned as the curvy girl continues speaking.
“Why don’t…” she murmurs as she leans in closer to me. “I go back to your suite with you tonight, and instead of spying on you and the girls, maybe the girls can watch us. And,” she pauses for dramatic effect before continuing with a sly smile. “I’ll let you take me out on a date again next weekend too. Hmm? How does that sound?”
“Like a much better plan than mine,” I growl. Danielle lets out a breathy gasp as I lean down and claim her mouth in a rough kiss, biting at her lip in order to get her to part them before sliding my tongue into her mouth. The sound of the soft moan that she lets out as she tilts her head to deepen the kiss goes straight to my cock, and I groan as I pull her closer to me, squeezing her waist with one hand as I push her legs apart with the other.
I’m just about to begin stroking her pussy when I hear someone clear their throat. Danielle jumps away from me, breaking the kiss immediately, and turns to look at a man that’s sitting at a table not too far from ours.
“Ahem,” he says.
Danielle quickly turns back around to hide her face in my neck, but I simply glare at the man until he swallows and swivels around to avoid my gaze.
“Cock block,” I spit, and Danielle giggles and squeezes my thigh once before sliding away from me.
“We’ll have plenty of time for that later,” she purrs before glancing over at Seymour’s table again. “Yikes. It seems like we’re not the only ones putting on a show in the restaurant anyways. Trellis is getting a lot of action tonight.”
I turn to look and have to stifle a laugh because it’s obvious that Seymour just climaxed. He’s panting with his head thrown back, and there’s a telling wet spot on his pants. Meanwhile, Star and Lacy are cooing while rubbing their breasts against his chest and stroking his thighs.
“Well, that happened in record time,” I remark as Star gingerly hands Seymour a napkin before going back to sucking hickeys onto his neck. Now Lacy is holding onto Seymour’s wrist, and she guides his hand underneath her dress before beginning to grind on it, a blissful expression on her pretty features.
“I can’t believe they’re so unbothered!” Danielle whispers. “I’d be so humiliated if my date came in his pants right at the dinner table!”
“Star and Lacy are professionals. They’re not easily embarrassed,” I shrug lazily.
“I can tell! God, Barron, I literally love these girls!” she giggles. “Honestly, I’ve never had this much fun in my entire life.”
“I agree,” I growl. “In fact, maybe we should leave. I have another kind of appetite to satisfy.”
Danielle’s cheeks redden rapidly as she swats at my shoulder, but then she scoots closer and looks into my eyes. “We’ve got food to finish before we get to that, mister! Besides, I want to make a bet.”
“A bet?” I raise my brows.
She giggles. “I’m willing to bet anything that Seymour ejaculates again before the end of the night.”
“That’s way too easy,” I wave her off. “I’m willing to bet that he comes twice again within the next thirty minutes.”