Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“I know,” Barron rasps. “That’s why they get so many customers.”
But then, I watch with round eyes as Star and Lacy take things even further. The two girls break away from the dance floor, and seat themselves on either side of a gorgeous man. Within seconds, the dark stranger has four fingers buried inside of Star’s cunt, and her eyes begin to cross as she spreads her legs further for him. Lacy leans over to suck one of Star’s nipples into her mouth, and the man groans when confronted with this abundance of succulent woman flesh.
“Oh my god,” I gasp. “This is crazy.”
Barron shrugs.
“It’s not, sweetheart. This is proof that Star and Lacy know how to do their jobs. But I’m not sure you’ll be getting your apology tonight because they’re obviously very busy.”
I pout. “Maybe, but they should make an effort, right? I mean, they won’t be occupied with that guy forever.”
At this point, the dark man has his cock out and is slowly pressing Lacy’s head down into his lap. She’s choking on the massive shaft, her cheeks bulging with strain, and I jerk forward.
“Holy cow, is she okay?”
Barron shakes his head.
“I hope so, but don’t interrupt, Danielle, because that’s Logan Daniels.”
I squint in the darkness.
“Oh?” I raise my brows, leaning forward to get a look. “You know him?”
Barron shrugs.
“I don’t know Daniels well, but I know him well enough,” he says. “He’s an asshole. But he’s also a billionaire businessman, so yeah, he does whatever he wants.”
“I think Star and Lacy could deal with him being an asshole as long as he’s a billionaire,” I say in a wry tone. “They are working girls, after all.”
“Maybe,” Barron comments. “But Daniels has a reputation as a particularly fucked up douche. It’s rumored that he keeps a harem of girls at his house.”
“A harem?” I gasp, utterly stunned. “How is that possible?”
Barron shrugs.
“If you have enough money, anything’s possible. Evidently, Daniels has a couple women living at his mansion right now. They allegedly service him at his leisure, and maybe even each other too. I’m not sure.”
I stare as Star straddles the man’s face, pulling her thong to the side to rub her pussy over his lips.
“A harem,” I whisper. “Goodness.”
Judging from Star and Lacy’s beatific expressions, they’d probably enjoy being part of a harem. I wonder what it must be like, living at the beck and call of one man. I’m definitely not judging anyone because different kinds of relationships can work for different people. But I’m not sure I could ever do that.
“Yep, this is Logan Daniels that we’re talking about,” Barron says in a dry tone, watching as Lacy whips off her thong entirely before lowering herself down into Daniels’ lap. It’s clear the blonde’s riding him as she throws her head back, mewling with pleasure. “It’s completely possible that he has a harem. I wouldn’t put it past him. Hell, I wouldn’t put anything past that asshole.”
“Hmmm,” I murmur, eyeing the sordid scene before us. “Goodness.”
At that moment, Barron signals to the waitress again.
“I’m going to order some cocktails. Do you want anything, baby?”
“Um,” I blush, thinking furiously. “Actually, I’ll just have an orange juice.”
“Trying to get on the straight and narrow?” Barron asks, one eyebrow quirked. “That’s strange, honey. You didn’t tell me about this.”
I shake my head.
“Actually, it’s not strange. Um, Barron, this might not be the best time to bring this up, and I wasn’t expecting to tell you this tonight, but I guess I might as well just come right out with it.” But when I look at his expectant expression, I can’t come right out with it. I swallow thickly before letting out a nervous laugh.
“You know, I think I’ve finally found my calling in life. The path that I’m meant to take, the direction that I’m meant to go in. Just a few months ago I was worried that I would never be able to decipher what I wanted to do for the rest of my life, but now, the answer is as clear as day. I’ve finally managed to figure it out—with your help, of course.”
My boyfriend looks absolutely confused, staring at me.
“Are you okay, Dani? This is really weird. Of course, I support you, but—”
“Yes, I’m okay!” I say quickly. “I’m more than okay! Because I’m pregnant. With your baby!”
Barron’s eyes widen until they’re the size of saucers and his mouth falls open as soon as I speak the words. If I weren’t so nervous, I’d probably be laughing right now. But I’m freaked out because what if he doesn’t want the baby? What if he thinks I’ve ruined his life by getting pregnant and making him a father? What if he doesn’t want me anymore because of this?
But my worries are for nothing because Barron lets out a surprised chuckle, and then another, and then a hearty laugh of disbelief before he picks me up to spin me around.