Page 3 of Dangerous Contract: Part 1

Raz stepped closer to the window as the seductress lifted her glass and wrapped her lips around the straw. Those sexy ass lips called to him, beckoning him. He was sure lips as sexy as those could suck the skin off a dick.

They were glistening with gloss. He’d be happy to replace that gloss with his cum. Orazio imagined himself rubbing his cock back and forth across her lips, coating them with his precum.

He watched her suck down her pinkish-orange beverage. Raz leaned closer to the window, wanting a better look at her. When she was done sipping, she released the straw from her mouth, then licked her lips.

Raz’s forehead bumped against the window.Fuck!He looked over his shoulder to see if anyone had noticed. Caspari’s attention was on the joker kneeling before him. Raz returned his gaze to the beauty across from him.

She stared around the room. Her gaze darted to the lounge side of the casino. After staring in that direction for a few seconds, she walked to one of the plush red lounge chairs and sat down.

She crossed one leg over the other. Her dress rose a few inches.Damn, she was thick.He couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have those thighs wrapped around his waist while he fucked her until she creamed all over his dick.

And after she got him hard again, he’d turn her over and fuck her in that sexy ass of hers. Raz’s cock throbbed as he continued to watch her. She sat her drink down on the table in front of her and then reached into the small silver purse she was holding.

She pulled out her phone and frowned. She tugged at the front of her dress a bit, trying to pull it up some, to no prevail. That dress wasn’t budging. Giving up, she cast a quick glance around the room before pressing a button on her phone.

Smiling, she waved at her phone. She must be on a video call with her lover. She blew kisses at the screen. Whoever he was, he was a lucky fucker. She appeared animated as she talked.

Raz found the corner of his mouth raising in a slight smile as he watched her. Then she made a funny face into the phone. A few seconds later, she burst out laughing. She seemed to remember where she was, then stared around the room to ensure no one had seen her.

When she returned her attention to her phone, she made another face. Maybe she wasn’t on the phone with her lover. With how she was behaving, she had to be on the phone with her children.

She was a mom. And even though she was likely here for a date, she’d still answered the phone and made silly faces with her kids. That attracted him more than her ass and the sexy way she’d sucked her straw.

There was nothing more beautiful than a woman who wasn’t afraid nor ashamed to love openly and wholeheartedly. His thoughts drifted from her to his past and the women he’d dealt with – from his conniving mother to his psycho ex-girlfriend.

He pushed those thoughts away and continued to watch the woman as she ended her call, then slid her phone back into her purse. Even after the call ended, a smile remained on her face. Though her smile seemed sincere, he couldn’t help but wonder if it was a ruse, like his exes had been.

Or maybe it was conditional, like his mother’s. As long as you did things her way, her smile would remain in place. As soon as you deviated from her plans or initiated a plan of your own, her smile faded, and a monster emerged.

His father had fallen victim to an innocent smile, and that shit had nearly ruined him. Orazio would never fall for that shit. The brown-skinned beauty stood and strode back to the bar. Even her walk was sexy as sin.

She placed her glass on the counter and asked for a refill. Was she trying to get tipsy? Was she out looking for a good time? He didn’t have any plans for tonight. Maybe he should add her to his to-do list.

For what he wanted, it didn’t matter if she was innocent or not. In fact, he was hoping she wasn’t as innocent as she looked. Because there was nothing innocent about all of the ways he wanted to fuck her mouth, then watch it overflow with his cum.

He shoved his hands into his pockets as his gaze darted over the lobby. Had she come with someone, or was she there to meet someone? He needed to know. He needed to know right now.

It had been so long since he’d felt even a passing interest in someone. His days mostly consisted of work and family. Whenever he got a moment of downtime, he tried to get some rest. Tonight, he had some downtime, and he didn’t want to rest.

He wanted her. To feel this level of arousal was surprising. He wanted to act on it right now. If he waited too long, it might be too late. The woman returned to the lobby with her drink refill.

Raz faced his brother, preparing to tell him that something had come up and he wouldn’t be available for the rest of the night. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Trevor said some more stupid shit.

“If you don’t want to kill her, that’s fine,” Trevor said. “You can pimp her out instead. Some of these motherfuckers will pay good money to sleep with a black woman. Sure, she’s up there in age, but the pussy still fucks like she’s young. Sell her to one of those rich pricks and make some money off of her every week.”

Caspari chuckled. “Trevor, you know we don’t traffic women.”

“I know you don’t,” Trevor hurried to say. “But you know people who do.”

“You know what happens to women who end up in their grasp,” Cas told the loser. “Could you live with yourself knowing the woman you’d been married to for twenty years was being hurt that way?”

“If I don’t do this,Iwon’t be living at all,” Trevor muttered. “This is called self-preservation. It’s basic human nature.”

True. Which was why Raz hated most humans.

“I’m wondering what that wife of yours ever saw in you,” Cas mused as he sat back in his seat. “Trevor, I’m not buying your wife. Neither am I selling her to anyone I know.”

“What about...” Trevor started.

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