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The bartender smiled at me. “One orgasm coming right up, pretty lady.” He winked.

“Did I just hear him right?” the devastatingly handsome man asked with his American accent as he sat down next to me.

My heart picked up its beat, and my body started to sweat. He was even sexier up close. And his eyes; I was right. They were a dreamy chocolate brown that made me melt.

“Yes, you heard right,” I nervously replied.

“Ah. You’re American.”

“Full-blooded and all.” I smiled like an idiot.

Why the hell did I just say that?

He ordered a bourbon and pulled out his phone. Glancing over at his left hand, I saw that there was no sign that a ring had ever been worn on that well-manicured finger of his.

“One orgasm for the beautiful American girl.” The bartender grinned as he set down my drink in front of me.

“Her orgasm is on me,” the man sitting next to me spoke. “Put it on my tab.”

“Oh no. You don’t have to buy my drink,” I spoke in embarrassment.

“If there’s one thing I’m excellent at giving, it’s an orgasm. So enjoy.” He smiled, and my panties soaked themselves.

Shit. Why would he say that? He was definitely flirting. This could be my chance. I gulped. Sex with him would be intense. I could tell. The way he carried himself with such confidence told me he excelled at anything he did.

“I bet you do.” I grinned as I held up my glass.

His eyes raked over me as the corners of his mouth curved into a cunning smile.

“Are you here with anyone?” he asked. “Perhaps a boyfriend?”

“Nope.” I took a sip of my drink.

“That’s a beautiful dress you’re wearing.”

“Thank you.”

“What’s your name?”

Don’t tell him, Chloe. No names. No personal information. Nothing. It’s all about the thrill—the mystery man. Keep him a stranger.

“My name isn’t important, and neither is yours,” I spoke in a seductive voice.

He cocked his head to the side with a beautiful grin across his face as he stared into my eyes. Placing his hand on my thigh, which caused my body to spasm, he spoke, “Are you staying at this hotel?”

“Yes.” I looked down at his hand.

“Me too.” He leaned close to my ear as his hot breath swept across my skin. “How about we take our drinks up to my room? Perhaps you’d like an orgasm or two in private.” His hand made its way up my dress and stopped when he reached the fabric of my panties. I gasped as it felt like my heart went into cardiac arrest.

“Sounds fun.” I smiled. I couldn’t believe I just used the word “fun.”

Chapter Three

Chloe

He placed his hand on the small of my back as we entered the elevator and took it to the top floor. Nerves flooded every fiber of my body, and I couldn’t believe I was actually going to go through with this. I needed to maintain composure and behave like a woman who had done this sort of thing before. But I hadn’t, and that was the problem. What if I totally sucked and disappointed him? Did it really matter, though? I was doing this for me, not him, and I’d never see him again anyway, so who cared, right? Right, I silently thought to myself.

Upon entering his suite, I was enthralled by how beautiful it was. My room was just standard and blah.

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