Miss Behave by Nikky Kaye

Author:Nikky Kaye
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781988673295

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The next night, I stood in front of Ash’s apartment building, wearing my sexiest black bra and panty set underneath my beige trench coat.

My highest heels made my legs look freaking great, even if my toes were numb, and my hair was piled into a loose bun on top of my head. It was my attempt at “sex hair” that was supposed to look like I’d been ravished but actually spent forty minutes creating in front of the mirror. I’d even found a black garter belt in a store and some black sheer stockings to sex up the outfit. I’d spent half an hour perfecting my smoky eye and went down a rabbit hole online researching the best lip stains.

I was ready for seduction.

I could admit it—I wanted the peen. And it was time for me to reach out and grab it.

Well, not literally, because that might be impolite and possibly painful if someone moved the wrong way.

He was so used to me coming over that he just buzzed me up without talking to me over the intercom. Had I become that predictable? I could be an axe murderer for all he knew, and he just put his entire building at risk.

My nerves rose as the elevator did. I felt nervous sweat on my upper lip, and I blotted my face with a tissue from my pocket.

As I approached his door, I used the selfie setting on my phone to check out how I looked. I looked hot. I looked fuckable. Bolstered by my newfound confidence, I shoved my phone in my pocket and unbuttoned my coat.

I opened my coat, making sure the lapels were tucked behind the sides of my breasts, which were spilling over in the push-up bra. And then I pulled up the ridiculously low cut panties. I took a deep breath, and another.

Then, while sucking in my stomach and jutting my hip out in some kind of model-like pose, I knocked.

A blond guy opened the door. Not Ash.

While I stood there frozen in shock, his mouth fell open. Then he turned and yelled, “Hey, the stripper’s here!”

What? The what’s what?

“Come on in, honey!”

My feet were numb as he tugged me into the apartment. Sitting on the couch were three other men—strange men I didn’t know—playing video games.

No Ash. Did I have the wrong apartment?

“Did you guys do this?” Blondie laughed and jerked his thumb at me.

Wide-eyed, they all shook their heads.

I looked around, recognizing everything. Leather couch. Glass table. Stupid, hipster, industrial décor. No, this was the right place. But apparently I was here at the wrong time?

“I’ll take your coat,” Blondie offered, “unless it’s part of the act.” His eyebrows went up and down suggestively.

“No!” I whipped my coat closed over my mostly naked body and wrapped my arms around myself to keep it that way.

“Oh, I get it.” Blondie grinned. “Do you have music?”

“Music?”

“To dance to.”

“No!”

“Are we role-playing? I have some experience with that. That’s how most of us here met, doing RPG.

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