A quickie in the bathroom of a kinky club...
Clark cut the call and turned off his phone. He was already frustrated before the call. He hated how often he fell for these false alarms, and how aggravating they left him in desiring release. He kept hearing the sub, those sexy sounds, the ones that reminded him of Mariah.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he saw the enchanting beauty's half-lidded blue eyes that one fateful afternoon long ago in her office with the Space Needle at her back. Gripping his cock, he played with himself until he came to the sweet melody of Mariah's ecstatic moans echoing in his head.
He growled in pleasure, his pent-up frustration released. Fucking hell. When would she come for him, come back to him?
After the last jets of cum subsided, he retrieved Mariah's handkerchief to wipe himself clean. No longer frustrated, his mind finally cleared and he thought of Tanner. A red observation band most likely meant the woman was new to the club and still checking it out. Had she been here before? Who checked her in? Who gave her an orientation or a tour? Did Tanner meet her?
He washed his hands and unlocked the door. Only way to find out was to find Tanner, twist his arm and see if Clark could access confidential client records.
Clark cut the call and turned off his phone. He was already frustrated before the call. He hated how often he fell for these false alarms, and how aggravating they left him in desiring release. He kept hearing the sub, those sexy sounds, the ones that reminded him of Mariah.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he saw the enchanting beauty's half-lidded blue eyes that one fateful afternoon long ago in her office with the Space Needle at her back. Gripping his cock, he played with himself until he came to the sweet melody of Mariah's ecstatic moans echoing in his head.
He growled in pleasure, his pent-up frustration released. Fucking hell. When would she come for him, come back to him?
After the last jets of cum subsided, he retrieved Mariah's handkerchief to wipe himself clean. No longer frustrated, his mind finally cleared and he thought of Tanner. A red observation band most likely meant the woman was new to the club and still checking it out. Had she been here before? Who checked her in? Who gave her an orientation or a tour? Did Tanner meet her?
He washed his hands and unlocked the door. Only way to find out was to find Tanner, twist his arm and see if Clark could access confidential client records.
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent III: The Mistress, in which Clark Mannings sees a ghost from his past -- a lover whom he had a taste of before she quickly departed into obscurity.
Purr Scent III: The Mistress is part of the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio of stories that follow a bisexual female submissive awakening to her sexuality, a lesbian Dominatrix, and a heterosexual alpha male Dominant. Purr Scent I: The Meeting is free on all retail sites. |
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Jacintha Topaz is the author of Purr Erotica Romance, devoted to FF, MM, LGBT, MFF Menage and More BDSM, kink, bondage, fetish, spanking, domination, submission, hot, sexy, erotic romance reads. When not writing, she can be found indulging in cashews and kefir and her secret love of armchair gardening.
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