Page 110 of Their Courtesan
“Only a doctor would saysemen!”
He gaped at her in disbelief. Judith, meanwhile, continued to laugh, hand clutching her bare stomach and doing God knew what to her insides.
“Come on, Judith.” Sighing, Seth slumped on his stool, still in disbelief. “Think of this from my perspective. Did you have this planned?”
“What? No way.” She had stopped laughing, but the ridiculousness of the situation was still not lost on her. “I’m sorry. Really. You don’t know… these past couple of days have been crazy, and then this guy comes in an hour ago… and, well, you see what the rest was.”
“Yes. You fucked him.”
More like he fucked me, but I won’t get into semantics.“I fuck men for a living, Seth. You’re far from the only one. You haven’t been the only one since I started seeing you.”
He didn’t answer. He didn’t have to, honestly.
“It doesn’t mean I think any less of you, or that I don’t respect you. It’s a job. Sometimes I enjoy it, sometimes it’s a job. Okay, so it’s mycareer…but all careers are built from jobs. I have my favorites, though. You are one of my favorites.”
“If you’re worried I no longer want to be your patron, you can put your mind at ease. Although I would appreciate not having to see you… like this…”
“What? I haven’t changed who I am. So a man fucked me! You do it all the time!” Judith snorted. She was on her hands and knees now, breasts dangling toward her bed and sloppy bun threatening to join them. “Do you know how many clients I’ve had to see after you’re done with me? What if I told you that one of those men paid me extra to not clean up after you left? Lots of guys get off on that, you know. He didn’t touch me. Just talked to me and had some drinks. But it gives guys like them a gangbang fantasy. I dunno. I don’t delve into the thought process. I get paid.”
Seth dropped the pencil he held. It rolled on the carpet, but he did not bend to pick it up. “You’re lying.”
She shook her head. “Nope.”
“You are. Men are weird, but notthatweird.”
“Hmm? You think that, huh?” Judith cocked her head, seeing straight through Seth’s bullshit. The man was shifting in his seat. His knuckles were curled, but his eyes said“I know all about that.”Now, the way he looked at her was different. He was curious. Still mad, but curious. What was he thinking? What it would be like to be a man like that?
Judith shivered. First Miguel, then Seth? What was her world coming to? If she concentrated hard enough, she could still feel that moment Miguel came inside her not too long ago. She thought she felt in love and owned then? What would it happening a second time, with the other man she had mixed feelings for, do to her?I should win some award for that. Do we have awards in this business? I will earn them all.
“I bet you’re a lot like that, Seth.” Her tone came from nowhere. Sweet. Seductive.Deadly.“I bet you love the idea of fucking a woman right after she’s been with another man. Guess what? I’m your girl, fulfilling your every fantasy. Including that one.”
Bless him, he was trying so hard to remain collected. Unbothered. “I thought you said I was an alpha male? That sounds pretty beta to me.”
“Nah. Most guys into that are total alpha males. It only gets beta if it’s like… cuckolding.” Judith had done plenty of that too. “The power comes from knowing that you’re the last one… that you’re the one I’m going to remember for the rest of the night. Some man has already had me, butyou’rethe one with the last word. In every gangbang I’ve ever seen play out, the last guy to go is far from being beta. He’s usually the one holding out because he knows he’s special and deserves thehonorof going last.”
“How many gangbangs have you seen, exactly?
“Don’t change the subject, Seth. Admit it. You’re thinking about it.”
“What am I thinking about?”
Nobody smirked more than Judith. “Asserting how alpha you are.” Miguel was one helluva satisfying guy to be with… but she had to admit, thinking about Seth usurping all of that was pretty hot. “You want this, don’t you?” She fell over, spreading her legs and letting him see how pink – and not so pink – she was. “I’ve barely warmed up. Now all I need is a guy like you to finish me off.”
Her finger drew a long, lingering line up her slit, catching as much of Miguel as she could. Seth’s eyes never left that finger, nor the way her tongue wrapped around it, tasting one of the most masculine men she had ever been with – which was saying a lot.
“I only have one question,” Seth said, hand clutching the tray of his easel.Careful. You’re going to break that thing.Not that he couldn’t buy another one on his way home. “The man who did that… who was it?”
Judith cackled, body rustling against her bed and hair finally jerking from its pins. “Who do you fucking think it was? Read a tabloid sometime, Billionaire Heartthrob #2.”Yeah, #2. What do you think about that?
Like a bull rampaging toward the color red, Seth shoved aside his easel and launched himself toward her.
She welcomed him with open arms and a guarded heart.Okay, even I have to admit that this is hot.Seth didn’t initially come off as a man who would want to own everyone and everything in his view. That’s because he wasn’t. He was a discerning alpha. Instead of bulldozing and conquering, he chose his targets carefully and methodically. He had chosen Judith a long time ago. Perhaps as only a fling. Only as a way to invigorate the muse in his head. Now it was personal. Some other man was trying to claim her and elbow Seth out. That was not acceptable. Somethinghadto be done to make Seth #1 in Judith’s mind.
Or so she hoped. So she really,reallyhoped.Come through for me. Show me what you’re really made of.She knew Seth could be both tender and driven by harried passion. He had shown her rough more than once. Given over to the primal tendencies everyone with a libido experienced at least once in a while. Now he would hopefully make Judith feel like the most prized possession in her own life.
“Is that all you got?” She curled her lips into a malicious smile as he thrust himself on top of her, mauling her throat with his growling lips. “Don’t you know other men are making moves on me? How am I going to know that you’re really the one I need?”
Over the course of their last date, Judith had sized up Seth’s potential to be more than what he already was. At one point that night she asked him if he had ever Topped or experimented in other forms of BDSM. Miguel had given her a taste… why couldn’t Seth? He had told her that the thought never occurred to him. Not that he found BDSM a turn-off. More like he never had a partner that he felt comfortable enough experimenting with. Judith had offered to train him, if he wanted. Something they could work on if and when he became her patron. Until then, she would continue to see all that potential inside of him.
