Page 21 of King of Temptation

Is that what she thinks about herself? I’ve met a lot of women in my time and Kim, despite our hook up, is as far from trashy as a woman can be.

She’s all class and it shows in everything she does. From her work ethic, to her morals, to the way she walks and talks.

“It’s a thousand dollars a night.”

Her eyes get so big, dilating so the green almost disappears. “What did you say?”

“I’ll pay you a thousand dollars a night.”

Her hands flex on my shoulders. “For how long?”

“As long as you want.” And I mean that. Even if I manage to get my fill of her in a month or two, this is my sister-in-law’s best friend and an all-around fantastic woman. I’ll pay her to dance for as long as she needs.

“Do I wear clothes while I’m in the cage?”

I chuckle at that. “More than you’ve got on now,” I answer and then stop laughing as I realize, I might have to buy her a full body suit. No other man is touching this skin.

She’s melting into me again. Kim’s drug is offering to do things for her. Take care of a need, even if she doesn’t like taking charity.

Also noted…

I lick at that spot behind her ear and she hums out her pleasure, her arms fully wrapping around my neck.

Yeah, baby. That’s it. Come to Leo.

She’s skittish. Should have realized that the first night. But I know now. The trick will be just to keep her close, keep her happy. Give her enough to secure her wants and needs without it being so much that’s she’s suspicious or insulted.

“So if I only dance like five times, I can just quit?”

Hell no. “Yeah, baby, however long you want.”

“And…” Her arms loosen from around my neck, her hands come to my shoulders again as she pushes back. “And I don’t need to sleep with you to keep the job, do I?”

My teeth clench together. I should have seen that one coming. She’s clearly worried about being a good girl. “No. It’s not a requirement but it can be a nice side perk.”

She frowns, pushing off my lap. “I don’t sleep with my bosses.”

My brows lift but I don’t chase. I stay back in my chair, my legs spread wide as she balances on my lap. “Clearly. You don’t sleep with hardly anyone. How long ago was Bobby?”

A flush rises in her cheeks. “We dated freshman year.”

She’s been three years without sex? What is she, a camel? “And what made you change your mind for me the first time?”

“The only time?”

I don’t answer. That is not going to be the only time.

She sighs. “I wanted to know what it felt like for a man to actually give me an…”

That’s got me on my feet, her in my arms, pressed down my length. “Was that your first orgasm, princess?”

Now her cheeks are flaming red and the color spreads down her chest, under her tank top. “Delivered by someone else.”

The very idea of her touching herself, masturbating, makes me insane. I want to watch so badly that I grind my teeth to keep from adjusting my cock. Yeah, we’re doing that very soon.

But it’s made her shy again and she pulls away, creating space between us.

“Can you admit,” I say low and deep, moving closer as she backs into the counter. “That it was good enough that you want it again?”

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