Page 60 of Their Courtesan
“Answer the question,Señor.”
“Yes. Yes it does.” Miguel wished he had something to curb his rising oral fixation. He quenched it by rolling onto his side and kissing her warm shoulder. “Bolivia was named after Simon Bolivar, I believe.”
“You related to that guy?”
“Technically. We have the same familial origins. Goes all the way back to Basque.” Miguel found himself repeating the same thing he told Ethan earlier. “My family as I know it is from Valencia, though.”
Judith rolled against his touch, her nose mere inches away from his. “I wanna go to Spain,” she said, almost awed. “You should take me when you become my patron.”
“When you become my patron.”
“Do you know something I don’t, Ms. King?”
Now Miguel lay back again, accepting the young and nubile Ms. King onto him as she straddled his stomach with her nimble thighs and legs. He had the most fantastic view of her gorgeous body from this angle and he did not fail to notice the warmth accumulating near his navel.Drip all over me, why don’t you?Share and share alike.
“It’s between you and another regular client of mine.” She shrugged, as if that meant nothing. “I feel like you’ll win, though. Even if you don’t, I hope you’ll continue to visit me.” She drew circles around both of his nipples. Hair brushed against his skin, tickling parts of his body he didn’t know were ticklish. “I like you, Miguel. Not just because you’re good in bed, but because I can be comfortable around you. That doesn’t happen often in my line of work.”
What are men doing to you?The urge to protect her from such brutes that would use and possibly abuse her, regardless of how much they paid for the privilege, took control of Miguel’s brain. Unfortunately, there were many men who went to pleasure houses to use the women working there for things that were beyond human. They weren’t men. They were feralboys.How women put up with them to make a living was beyond Miguel.
“I’m glad that you are comfortable around me. I know that I pay for your time, but…”
“Stop.” Judith covered his mouth with her hand. “You’re too much, Mr. Bolivar. You have all this power and strength andskillinside of you, and so far the farthest you’ve gone with me is pounding my pussy like it’s going to run away from you.” She grinned. “And spank me. That was good shit.”
“Glad I could help,” he mumbled into her palm.
“You could go crazier, you know. I’m equipped for BDSM shenanigans. I may Domme most of the time, but that’s usually not sexual. Call them some silly names and yell at them a lot. Whack their junk with a crop until they come all over the floor. What’sfunis a good Dom throwing that right back in my face. You know how to Dom, Mr. Bolivar? I’d give you a fantastic discount for the honor.”
Was she already planning their next encounter? “I’ve done it. I’m not in the lifestyle, per se, but with the right woman, I will be more than happy to please her in such fashion. Is that what you want, Judith?” He grabbed her hips, helping her to grind her wet nether lips against his hard stomach. “For me to do myworst?”
“Oh, yes, please!” Her ass bumped into his now flaccid cock.Do it again and it will get ready for round two.“If any man is going to destroy me inside and out, it better be you.”
“Who said someonehadto.” He grinned back at her.
Judith put her hands on her hips. “I did. Next time, I’m submitting to you, through andthrough.Fuck me up, Miguel.”
“The way you’re talking makes me think you’re still horny. That can’t be. I was pretty thorough in there.” Miguel gestured to her fine pubic hairs rubbing against his skin.
“I’m used to getting ready for multiple rounds a night.”
Miguel tried not to frown. “What round was that? Two? Three? How many men tonight, Miss King?”
She was still grinning. “Just you. Honestly.”
“Who was the last guy you fucked?”
“Now I’m not supposed to tell you that. Non-disclosure.”
“Don’t tell me his name. Tell me when and what kind of guy.”
She considered this for a moment, teeth grinding against her lip. “Wednesday afternoon. A quiet intellectual type, but he knows how to love on a girl like you do.”
The way she talked about this guy sounded awfully familiar. “Is this the man I’m up against for your permanent affections?”
“Perhaps. I shouldn’t tell you that either.”
“So that’s a yes.”
Judith tried to distract him by grinding harder against his stomach. Her eyes rolled back, mouth parting and fingers digging into his chest.Come on me all you want, sweet goddess.“You asked.”
