Page 68 of Their Courtesan
She laughed. “Not many men ask me that.”
He wasn’t laughing. “That’s too bad. You deserve to be spoiled too. Men should feel honored to pay for the privilege of giving you what you want.”
What was this? Some of the strangest talk Judith ever heard. “I like lots of things.”
Finally, he smiled. “Like gang bangs, huh?”
“I don’t think you could deliver that right now.”
“So, what do you want?”
She had to think about that. “You’re putting me on the spot here. If I had to say what’s off the top of my head… well, Seth, I want you.”
“You like to do what comes naturally, huh?”
Judith shrugged, her robe falling off her shoulders. She didn’t pull it back up. “I’m so used to guys taking the lead, I guess. What doyouwant to do.”
“Funny, that. I was thinking I simply want you too.”
She spread her legs across the fountain’s edge and leaned back, her breasts spilling from her bra. “Then come over here and take me, Dr. Christens. I need an exam.”
“This isn’t exactly how an exam goes.”
She extended her arms above her head. “It is now. Come tell this bad girl how dirty she is.” Her smile nearly crushed her face “If you can.”
He could. He did.
I could get used to this. For a long time.Judith didn’t care that the hardness of the nearby bench – the same one Miguel fucked her against not too long ago – dug into her or that a chill was overtaking her body. All she cared about was Seth on top of her, kissing her, squeezing her,fuckingher with everything he had. Which was a lot. The man was good at bottling up his needs and then unleashing them all over her – and in her.
Judith didn’t often think dangerous thoughts during work, but she realized that this was quickly becomingnotwork. Worse. Seth was proving to be a rare man who could have caught her attention even outside of her career.In another life, he could be my boyfriend.Boyfriend. A word Judith hadn’t uttered since high school.
Her heart seized in fear as Seth erupted within her. “Fuck, you’re mine,” he groaned into her ear. “Do you feel me, Judith? You’re all mine.”
“Yeah…” Judith was trapped between sexual reverie and the kryptonite being exposed to her brain. “I’m yours, Seth.” His orgasm was taking forever. Tortuously so. Was he doing this on purpose? Was he slowly spending himself to draw this out and make her face how much he owned her in this moment?
To what end?
“You’re amazing.” His kisses were harder now, covering her throat as he continued to stir inside her body. “So amazing that I insist on taking you up to your room and giving you whatever you want. You deserve it.”
She didn’t charge him for round two. Or three.
