Page 174 of Torrid Passion
“You have a beautiful pussy…”
Without warning, I skate over her clit in tight spirals and she lets out a shaky breath.
“Does your clit get this hard for other clients?” I demand, applying a little bit more pressure.
“God, no.”
To my surprise, Kyla starts gyrating her hips in circles, matching my rhythm.
“This is for me?”
“It’s all for you, sir.”
“I like knowing that,” I tell her. “How much to fuck your ass?”
“Wh—what?”
“Your ass. I want to know how much it’ll cost me to slide my cock inside your tightness.”
“Sir, that’s off the table.”
“Really?”
She places her hands over mine. “Loki, don’t you need to prepare me beforehand…? I mean with lube… and dildos?”
She slips out of character again.
She’s as sharp as a whip. I’m an idiot to have underestimated her.
“Calm down, gorgeous. I wanted to see how you’d respond. And you’re right. I do need to prep you. I’d never take your ass at the club for the first time. We haven’t even talked about it yet. When we do––and if you’re okay with that––it’ll happen at my place.”
“Oh, okay,” she smiles.
“Tonight is all about your pussy. Got it?”
She nods. “I do.”
I resume my mission.
“How much to make you come?” I ask.
She smiles wide. “On your tongue, finger or your cock, sir?”
“Tongue and cock.”
“Five hundred if you make me come with your tongue. If you want me to ride you, the base price is five hundred… and an additional three hundred for every inch over five inches.”
I shake my head at her cleverness.
“So for you to come your head off all over my cock—”
“Sir is very confident.”
“I know what I’m packing.”
“So much to look forward to,” she sasses.
“So it’ll cost me two thousand?”
