Dead Man’s Hand 3

Fender

She was a little girl playing a very dangerous game with me. But I could tell by her face that she was willing to take this as far as I wanted to take it. Which was all the way. If she was willing to give up the goods so easily then I wasn’t about to tell her no.

I was a red-blooded man after all. And she was a very willing, very attractive young woman. And the pussy that had gripped my finger had been tight and wet. I wasn’t about to say no to that. Not tonight.

Hell, not ever.

But I did want to see how far I could push her. Would she tell me no in the end? We would have to finish the game and wait and see. I was betting not.

Blair was a good time girl. My life was full of them. Every single club girl was like it. Out for the thrill of fucking a dangerous man. Blair was no different. She just comes from a more affluent family. A hoe was a hoe though, it didn’t matter if they were born with a silver spoon in their mouth or not.

“Strip,” I ordered her before I had even p