Dirty Deeds: A Sexy Mystery Novella by Little Kendra

Author:Little, Kendra [Little, Kendra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 2012-06-23T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Dale took me down to his club's lounge. The crowd had thinned and those remaining looked completely absorbed in their drinks or their escorts or both. The heat had turned up a notch and clothing had been shed along with inhibitions. Not that there were many to start with, but now the clients didn't seem to care who saw them doing what with whom. Two Jolly Roger's escorts took it in turns to suck off a man in a corner booth and another hot young blood sat on a barstool, his trousers around his ankles, his head thrown back as he was stroked by another equally hot young man. The barman watched with open interest as he dried a glass with a checkered cloth.

I slid along a red leather bench seat at a private booth and Dale sidled up to me. He signaled one of his topless and oiled waiters over and ordered martinis. The waiter turned to leave and gave me a nice view of his bare butt cheeks. The white apron covered his groin but nothing else.

"So you and Harry..." I said to Dale, watching him closely for a reaction. He nodded for me to go on. "Oriana says you're...together." To my utter horror the question made my stomach squelch. The thought of Hairy Harry ramming his dick into Dale's sweet ass is not one I liked. The man just gave me a vaginal orgasm, for free! Surely I'm allowed a little jealousy.

"We used to fuck," he said, matter-of-fact. "It was purely business."

"Business how?"

Dale's mouth tilted and I really wanted to kiss it. Hell, what's the worse that could happen if I did?

But I didn't. It's one of those things in our business—kisses on the lips are for real. Not much else is.

"Jealous, my little Kiki?" He unzipped the zipper over my left nipple and took the pink nub into his mouth. I gasped as heat swamped me. God damn. It was still so sensitive after our hallway fuck that I felt a responding pulse in my pussy.

"Just answer me," I said, shoving him back. No way was I going to answer the jealousy question. No way was I going to tell him I wanted to fuck him again just to see that look on his face as he came.

The waiter returned with our martinis and Dale grew serious. He watched me beneath half-lowered lids and rubbed his thumb over his lower lip, as if remembering something that had touched it. Our kiss?

"It was business because he paid me for private sessions. In my private apartment. He didn't want to be seen here." He shrugged. "Some don't. I never obliged anyone else but then no one else paid me as much as Harry." He picked up his martini and swirled the liquid gently.

I took a sip as I gathered my thoughts then said, "So you and he..." I couldn't even say it. It was damned hard thinking of this athletic, masculine guy taking it up the ass from someone as disgusting as Harry.

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