6
ELOISE
Wow!
I wasn’t expecting him to fuck me like that! Especially considering the way he was freaking out earlier. Once that man got out of his head and away from his ex, he knew exactly how to fuck and exactly what I like. The man has stamina and that tongue? He damn well knows how to use it. The way his hand instinctively wrapped around my throat had my pussy fluttering—it was the right amount of pressure, but then he disappeared into his mind again. Whoever his ex was, did a number on him because he retreated into a gentleman again.
Even though, yes, he fucked me hard and thoroughly which was perfect, it felt like something he had tried before and was told not to ever do it again. That he was shamed for liking it hard, rough, and demanding. His ex must be a Grade-A bitch because this man is fucking gorgeous, he knows how to fuck, and the stupid woman cheated on him and made him feel less than a king.I don’t like that.He must be a good guy because I’m the first woman he’s had sex with in months since breaking up with his ex. Most men are out fucking twenty-four hours after a breakup, but he was so heartbroken that he couldn’t bring himself to touch anyone else. I mean, the guy was freaking out moments before I stepped into the room.
That kind of reaction doesn’t come from being a fuck boy or a player. It comes from a guy who knows that it’s for the best he moves on from her, but he’s not a robot and can’t turn off his feelings as easily. And it’s the poor guy’s birthday too. I need to make him realize he’s worthy, that there are other women out there waiting for him, and that his ex cheating on him will be a blessing in disguise.
“So, it’s your birthday,” I say as we walk back out into the room.
“Yeah. My friends gave me a membership to the club,” he adds, running his hand through his wet hair.
That’s right, he’s friends with Mr. Lewis, so I need to make sure I give him the best time of his life.
“That’s very kind of them.” I smile, giving him a seductive look as I run my hand along the massage table.
“They’re good guys, but I’ll deny it if you tell them I said that.” He chuckles, giving me a heated look.
I pretend to lock my mouth up and throw away the key. “Seeing as it’s your birthday …” I raise a brow. “Is there a special treat the birthday boy would like?”
“I thought you were my treat.” He grins, looking over me hungrily.
“I’m the starter. I can deliver you any fantasy you have ever dreamed of for your entrée.”
Mr. King’s tongue slides along his deliciously plump bottom lip. “What happens if you’re all the fantasy I need.”
His words are sweet, but most men don’t come to The Paradise Club to fuck one woman.
“It’s your birthday, and it is the night where you can indulge in everything. Usually, when people come to The Paradise Club, they want to push their boundaries,” I explain.
“Like what?” he asks.
“I can bring in another woman or man or multiple,” I reply.
His eyes widen as he takes in my words. “I’m sure the men are hot, but they’re not my thing.”
Noted. He’s straight, not curious at all.
“Another favorite is watching people in the cube. You may have seen it as you came in.”
Mr. King nods his head.
“We can go outside and watch, you can join in if you like, or we can fuck in the shadows. Depends on if you are a voyeur or an exhibitionist?”
“I’ve done neither,” he answers honestly.
“You’ve never had someone watch you?” He shakes his head. “And you’ve never stumbled upon someone out and about having sex?” He shakes his head again.
Well, damn! I would pay good money to watch that man have sex.
His ex must have been a prude because how the hell are you not jumping this man every damn moment of the day?
“What do you feel comfortable with?” I ask.
“Honestly, I’m not sure. This is all new to me,” he states, running his hand through his hair. He looks so cute and overwhelmed. Usually, that would be a turn-off because those kinds of men don’t know how to fuck. But I know with him that isn’t the problem. Seems his ex has made him doubt himself. I’m sure he’s super confident at work, but maybe she has made him doubt himself in the sexual sense. Women can do that to a man. If the woman was cheating on him, she also probably made him believe it was his fault.Screw that.If he was true to form, this guy should be one arrogant, cocky bastard considering the face and dick he has.