Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 125020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
“Yeah, maybe I will.”
“For tonight, take your pretty friend out. Let her show you who she is,” he says and winks at me.
Um, he picked up on it too. I was hoping he would. It might be time to part ways with Phoebe. There’s nothing there.
But who else will fuck you, Freddy?
At this point, I’m not even sure she will. The hand job on the plane was under a blanket. Besides, she was too busy getting off as I fingered her.
Chapter 10
Betrayal
Kelex
I should have thought twice about having Phoebe join me. We’ve only been here for eight hours and I’m ready to send her ass back to LA or wherever she was before coming here. Dinner was a disaster. She spent most of her time taking photos of us or the food whenever she wasn’t giggling at her phone.
I almost did book her a commercial flight to send her on her way. However, it’s been so long since I’ve had sex. Besides, some head and her little tight ass are better than nothing.
Phoebe pounces as soon as we get to the suite I booked for her. I know this is a mistake from the moment we walk through the door. I’ll be honest with myself. As horny as I am, I’m not ready to be intimate with anyone.
What if she’s totally grossed out by me? What then? How do I recover from that?
Since the accident, it’s been rejection, on top of rejection, on top of rejection. I’ve never been one to allow people in. However, everyone I’ve made a connection with to further my career has shit on me.
I know I’m asking for another dagger to the chest. With these thoughts running through my head, I can’t even get it up.
“Should I order some champagne? Maybe this will get you in the mood,” she says through her heavy Greek accent.
I shrug. “Why not?”
I head over to the minibar. Maybe some alcohol will loosen me up. It doesn’t work when I hang out with the assholes and we’re surrounded by hot, willing ass. However, with Phoebe being who she is, I might get in the mood and decide to finally get my dick wet.
We both make ourselves comfortable. I sit on the couch and kick my long legs out. Phoebe kicks off her shoes and wiggles out of her tight dress.
She walks around the suite in her red panties and bra. She does look hot. Two years ago, I would have let her suck me off in a heartbeat.
Tonight, I’m apprehensive. I could take her in the ass and just push my pants down a little. However, I know she’s a grabber.
She likes to push at my thighs when I’m driving into her. She’s also one to drop to her knees to suck the cum out of me without warning.
There’s a knock on the door. I stand from the couch and head to open it. After collecting the champagne and glasses, I then head back to my seat and pour myself another glass of whiskey.
“I have music,” Phoebe says when I return to the living area. “I can dance for you.”
“Whatever,” I say and knock back a tumbler of whiskey.
“Do you not like my body?” She pouts and cups her breasts. “I did for more jobs and you.”
“You shouldn’t have,” I murmur and wave a hand. “You look fine. My head is just on other things.”
“Things like your accident? Will you show me? Surely, this is not that bad? You are still gorgeous man with biggest dick I’ve ever seen.”
I lift a brow. How many has she seen? Not that I believe for a minute she’s been waiting on me while I’ve been in the States healing.
“I’m not there yet, give me a bit and keep the drinks coming.”
A wide smile takes over her face. I want to see if she remains this eager once my clothes come off. Here’s the thing, I’ve tried to get head once since the accident. The chick barfed two minutes in.
I can’t say if it was because she was so drunk off her ass or if it was because the burns were too much. She begged off while apologizing before I could find out. Since then, I’ve been too fucked up in the head to try again.
Phoebe plays some music and starts to gyrate around the room. Soon I’m too drunk to think about how corny and goofy she looks. After a few more drinks, I actually come out of my head enough to get hard.
She removes her bra and I notice how her once-perfect nipples now look strange on her newly inflated breasts. I’ve seen better work. I shrug the thought off and focus on her bare pussy she exposes as she sits on the coffee table and spreads her legs. She starts to rub herself while she bites her lip.