“Not many men my age getting this kind of treatment,” I rasp, massaging the ridge in my pants. “God, baby, you are so fucking beautiful.”She turns away from me, giving me the view of her bare ass. Jumping, jumping.Giggling.Lord, enjoying that playful sound so much has to be a sin, but the threat of hell wouldn’t keep me from watching my wife, devouring the sight of her. My hand is fully in my pants now, jerking my shaft roughly. My pants echo in my ears, mingling with her giggles. What man could withstand this without spurting everywhere within seconds?This man. I’m a demon about keeping myself in shape for my young wife. I’m five years older, but I’m even more fit than the day we met. I’ve trained myself not to ejaculate until she’s dripping with pleasure and begging me to come. My mission every morning is to make her deliriously happy and she does the same for me.Case in point, she drops forward now onto hands and knees, reaching back between her legs and sinking two digits int
Cathy Evans has hit rock bottom. Her deficiency is the only thing ringing in her head as she damns it and walks into a strip club looking for a job.As a cocktail waitress, she's only supposed to serve drinks and keep her head down. But when a scalding-hot stranger flashes a stack of cash at her for a one night exclusive special, how can she turn it down?Do you turn down your miracles?Chase Davies is a man of principles. He's never been to a strip club before, but his scheming cousin coaxes him, and now he's here. His plan? Sit in a corner and wait till it's all over, but the tempting hot waitress dressed as a school girl sets his pants on fire.He must have her. He can't afford to leave without her.----------1: Cathy.“Are you sure you put the right address in?” the driver asks as the car rolls to a stop in front of Heaven's Door. The parking lot is almost empty, but the building doesn't open for another few hours. By then the parking lot will be overflowing with cars. Especially
I’m going to kill my cousin.It’s Saturday night, and he’s getting married in two weeks. I’m his best man, and I’m in charge of his bachelor party. I had everything planned out for a poker night at my house with his buddies, but that wasn’t what Tino wanted. As soon as the guys got to the house, they started pounding liquor and talking about going clubbing. I’d had a chef come in to make wings to order and some carved brisket. I’d spent weeks making sure everything was perfect, then an hour into the party and Tino was calling around for a limo.We’re both only children, so the two of us grew up basically like brothers, but we couldn’t be more different. He’s five years older than me and still acts like he’s in college. We were all surprised when he said he was getting married, but if anything, I’ve learned Tino is unpredictable.“Now this is what I’m talking about.” Tino stretches his arms wide outside the strip club, and his friends start cheering and slapping him on the back.I’m th
I open my mouth, but no words come out as I stare up into the darkest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. I didn't really believe Sadie and Marks when they said men would offer to buy dances, but they proved me wrong rather quickly. What’s even crazier is I want to do it.All the men that have come in tonight have blurred together one after another. Except this one. He caught my eyes from the second he stepped into this place. Like me, I thought he was a bit out of place.His eyes didn’t linger on the beautiful women on stage or any that passed by him trying to snag his attention. He’d merely glanced around but nothing held his interest. In fact, as I watched him, he looked sort of bored and kept checking his watch.A few of the other girls commented on him, saying they didn’t spot a ring on his finger, but he didn’t look like he was the buying type. They said something about how all the handsome ones never are. Handsome is putting it mildly. I think a few of the girls would give him a dance fo
A low bassline thumps as I step into the private room and look around. There’s a long velvet couch against a wall and a table in front of it. There’s a fresh drink waiting for me, and I turn to the guy watching the door.“Are there cameras in here?” I ask, and he nods. “Do you sit out here the whole time?” He nods again as I pass him my credit card. After he runs it for the two grand, he passes it back, and I place it with the roll of money Tino gave me when we walked in the club. “Any chance you can give us some privacy?”“It’s time for my break.” He takes the roll and tucks it into his pocket. “And I forgot to tell someone to watch my chair while I’m gone.”“And the cameras?”“Damnedest thing.” He reaches over and clicks his computer. “They’ve been acting up all night.” The screen goes black, and I nod.Without another word, I walk over to the couch and take a seat. I check my watch, wondering how long it’s going to take Cathy to come in here. Cathy, if that’s really her real name.
My fingers dig into Chase’s broad shoulders as he finds out what I’ve been hiding from him. It’s shameful. I shouldn’t be getting off the way I am, but there’s no controlling it. When he’d pulled out his wallet and offered me more money to kiss me, I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning. The truth is I would have done it without being paid. Now all I can think about is his mouth on other parts of me.“Yes,” I admit. “I’m sorry. This is supposed to be about you, but I can’t stop it.” I try to get up from his lap, but he stops me.“Don’t move,” he grits out between his teeth, clearly angry. “You always get worked up this way?” I shake my head instantly. Some of the tightness in his shoulders releases under my fingers.“This has never happened before, I swear.” His eyes search my face.I’m not sure what he’s trying to find there. I’ve always been told all my emotions play across my face and that I can’t hide anything. I’ve never had a reason to before now, but I don’t
My head still throbs as I sit at my desk and look out the window. There’s lots of people walking around below, and noise in the hallway can be heard through the door. I rub a hand over my face and close my eyes.The image of Cathy comes back, and I have to push the heel of my palm against my dick to get it to go down. She’s branded in every part of me and there hasn’t been one second since Saturday night that I haven’t thought about her,.I was even desperate enough to drive to the club on Sunday, but of course it was closed. There was one security guard in the empty parking lot, but he must have recognized me or heard about it because he wouldn’t say shit, no matter how much money I offered.Fucking Tino.After he punched the bouncer, there was a flurry of people shouting as they filled the small room. Over the loud music I tried to call out to Cathy, but the last time I looked at her there was another dancer with her arms around her, trying to shield her from the mayhem. I could swe
This is not happening.The same blue eyes I’ve been thinking about since Saturday night are locked on mine. I was so sure I’d never see them again, not with how everything ended. They narrow in on me for a second before he mutters something under his breath.He’s pissed, and I guess I can’t really blame him. It wasn't his fault the guy he came to the club with showed up in our private room and went nuts. Chase was trying to break it up, and I can still remember him shouting my name, trying to see if I was okay. For a brief moment I thought maybe he cared.That was until I got a phone call a few hours ago from Sadie, and she filled me in on a few things. Such as the man who started the brawl is related to Chase and has some lawyer making a bunch of threats.She thinks he’s making up crap in hopes the club won't press charges, and they can settle outside of court for damages. This Tino guy is saying someone stole money from him. I have to go down to the club straight after class to tell