The Naughty List Read Online Jade West

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, M-M Romance, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
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No, I reply, just like that. He can moan and mewl and apologise all he likes. He can write lyrics about how love is life, and life is gone as much as he wants to. I’m not interested. It’s another great reason to get out of this shithole. He won’t know where I am, so he won’t be able to turn up with another crappy bunch of flowers.

It’ll be a good thing, to be free of running into him at my front door, but that doesn’t mask how it feels below the surface. Underneath the trapdoor of I’m over it, the betrayal still hurts like hell.

I go back upstairs to my room, remembering all the times that Connor and I have been in here, together, pondering how great our life was going to be once he’d made it. Once he was a rockstar with a massive record deal and a billion fans all screaming his name. I barely had ten pounds in my bank account through most of it, but I never thought that mattered. I’d have given Connor my last penny.

I feel a little twinge of sadness. So much has happened here for me. Loving Connor, then losing Connor. Meeting Ebony and her setting me up with The Agency – the best friend I could ever have. Becoming an entertainer and earning the cash of my dreams. Having ambition. Living a life. Finally creating dreams of my own.

Meeting Josh at the Christmas party.

Yet soon I’ll be leaving this cheap little cocoon of a room behind me, on to pastures new.

I’m not the same old Ella anymore. That Ella has morphed and changed, and emerged like a butterfly from a putrid chrysalis.

I’m Holly the budding hardcorer now, and Connor is done for me. I block his latest number, tossing my phone to the side. Falling for Josh, a fellow entertainer, might have red flags flapping all over it, but he’d have to be one hell of an asshole to top my betrayer of an ex.

I grin at the thought of taking his renowned cock, and exploring the depths of his hardcorer skills, but I’ve got another cock to be focusing on in the meantime.

Time for my next proposal.

Chapter Two

User 1222. Male. 39.

You will be fast asleep when I arrive at your hotel room and let myself in. You’ll be snuggled up under the covers in a sexy nightdress with no underwear.

I’ll savour watching you as you sleep. And you’ll stay asleep when I slide into bed in the darkness, snoozing gently when I take my pleasure from sleeping beauty’s body, especially her tight pussy. You’ll think it’s nothing but a horny dream when I fuck you from behind, whimpering in your sleep because it feels so good.

When I’ve finished playing, I’ll sneak back out again, and you can stay dreaming until morning…

Please note. Convincing sleep is an absolute must. No interactions other than dream whimpering. No grabbing, talking, or bucking. Feel free to leave the hotel once I’m gone, but the room will be yours until 11 a.m. and breakfast is included. Check in is from 3 p.m. onwards.

I’ll be arriving in the room at around midnight. Please be ‘asleep’ by then.

Duration – 2 hours (my maximum in room attendance).

Proposal price – £2500.

Somnophilia – becoming sexually aroused by someone who is asleep or unconscious.

I thought I’d start my proposals off nice and easily to get myself back into the zone, and this one seemed a good fit when I hit the accept button. Nothing too dramatic. Just an anonymous guy touching me and fucking me in a comfy bed for a couple of hours while I pretend to be sleeping. Sounds like lazy fun.

I did manage to get some sleep on the plane back from Sydney, but it was fractured at best – so I might well be the most convincing actress User 1222 has ever had.

As the evening draws in, I put a satin slip into an overnight bag with some toiletries. I’m glad this proposal is an anonymous and in the darkness kind of gig, because I’m so exhausted that I can’t face getting dressed up tonight. I throw on a pair of jeans and a cami top, then wrap myself up in my fluffy black coat before I take a cab over to Ealing. My plan is to arrive at seven, grab myself some dinner at the bar, then get an early night for real. I need one.

An early night isn’t the only thing I need. I should probably be paying User 1222 for dowsing the flames of my cock drought after such an extended vacation. I’ve had a lot of fun making up filthy fantasies about Josh and self-playing my way through them for weeks on end, but I need more. Sleeping beauty or not, it’s not going to matter. All that matters is getting dick right now.


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