Page 107 of Filthy Hot Escort

“Hello, darling,” she said, adjusting herself on the bar stool next to him, crossing her leg and the slit in her dress, so the paper-thin fabric fell away, exposing her skin nearly to her crotch. Around her, the crowd’s boisterousness dimmed for a moment, and when Skylar looked up, heads turned quickly away. The noise volume notched back up to what it had been before she sat down.

She turned back to look at Rex, whose gaze was locked on her legs. “Eyes up here, Rex,” she said.

Rex’s head snapped up. “What the—” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Skylar, what are you doing here?”

She leaned forward into his personal space and placed a hand on his thigh. “Same as you. Celebrating Jason Reeder’s retirement.”

“I thought you hated these kinds of events.”

Lightly, Skylar slipped her hand further up his thigh, almost to his crotch. “No. I hated being ignored by you. But you don’t feel like ignoring me tonight, do you, Rex?”

Rex’s gaze darted nervously around the bar, and he leaned over to whisper harshly, “Skylar, what the fuck? We’re in public.”

But he didn’t grab her wrist to fling her hand away. And he didn’t tell her to stop as she slid her hand higher.

“Have you missed me?” she asked with a sweet smile.

Rex hissed when her fingers found his cock. He took another quick glance around, and so did Skylar. Some heads turned quickly away. Others were watching them, but she didn’t care. Rex shifted in his barstool, and she grinned, feeling how hard he was, jutting up against the fabric of his trousers.

As she continued stroking him, Rex shoved a hand through his blond hair and exhaled shakily. He laughed nervously as he worked to keep himself from bucking his hips.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again after the way things ended between us.”

Neither did I. But then here you were, talking shit about me.

And I wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip by.

She shook her head emphatically as she leaned forward, so her breasts were in danger of spilling out of her dress. “No, no, baby,” she whispered. “You’ve got it all wrong. I missed you. I missed this. I just needed to be apart from you to really understand how lucky I was to have you. But the space unlocked something in me. Something . . . voracious.”

Rex dragged his eyes up from her chest. “Really? So you’re no longer pissed about the escort? About me . . . ”

Making her feel she had no other choice than to sleep with another man to save her relationship? No, Rex, I’m still pissed about that.

“No. I needed the push. Because it unlocked something in me.” It really had, she thought, once again feeling a spike of sadness at the thought of never seeing Julian again. She placed a hand over her heart and, in the process, tugged aside the neckline of her dress just a little bit more, a tantalizing inch. Half her tit was exposed, and she leaned forward, all but purring, when she saw Rex’s eyes widen. He had to be imagining slipping the strap off her shoulder. Skimming his hand along the length of her collarbone. Encircling her nipple with his tongue.

This is a dangerous game, Skylar.

I don't care. I'm going to show him all he’s missing. All that Julian brought out in me.

And when you can't come? Because you know you won't. Not with him.

Doubt made her pause for just a half second. Her coming wasn't what he'd wanted. Not really. He'd just wanted the pressure off himself. “Rex, I haven’t stopped thinking about you. I've slept with others, but sex with you is still the best I've ever had."

Ugh. She wanted to roll her eyes when he all but preened. But she stayed the course. She was going to get him hot and bothered. Get him to the point where he was desperate for her. Then walk away.

She squeezed his erection and pressed her lips against his ear. “Whenever I close my eyes, I see your cock,” she murmured. “I fuck myself with my fingers, and all I want is your dick inside of me. I’ve wanted your massive length back between my lips for months.”

Lies. All lies.

All she’d imagined was Julian’s cock. His body. His hands. His gorgeous blue eyes. His sharp wit. The way he would make her laugh. The way he challenged—

“Fuck, Skylar. Why didn’t you act like this when we were together?”

She was about to say that he was a selfish asshole, but then something else Julian had said to her chose right then to pop into her head.

I think when you broke up with him, he let you walk away without a fight because he’d finally accepted he’d never satisfy you and, quite frankly, didn’t want to try anymore. But most of all, Skylar, I think that’s why you picked Rex from the very start. Because you knew, no matter what he did, there was no chance he would ever make you come. And that’s exactly how you wanted it.

Julian was right. On some subconscious level, that was how she’d wanted it. She’d stayed with Rex and all the others because she’d known they wouldn’t be able to make her come. No matter what they did. Because she’d never let it happen.

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