Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 114492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114492 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
He looks aghast. “No idea?”
I shake my head.
He takes a huge swig of his drink, clearly energized by whatever grand idea has just popped into his head. “Oh shit. You’re gonna be epic on a Sybian.”
“What is it?” I ask.
His eyes are absolutely blazing with excitement. His dick is rock hard in his briefs. “I’d rather show you than tell you,” he says. He grabs his laptop off the nightstand, turns off the music, and begins searching the Internet for a moment. “Bingo,” he says after a minute. “Oh, PG, we’re gonna have some fun tonight.” He smiles broadly at me. “You trust me?”
“In what context?”
He furrows his brow, obviously offended by my question. “In any context.”
“I’ll answer that question after I’ve read your application.”
“Bullshit. You trust me.”
I shrug. “I’ve been wrong before.”
“You’re not wrong this time.”
Goose bumps erupt all over my skin. I nod.
Elation floods his face. “Excellent.” He grabs his phone and punches out a phone number on his screen, evil-laughing with glee as he does. “Yeah, hey,” he says into the phone. “I’m looking to rent a Sybian tonight, as soon as possible?” He pauses to let someone on the other end of the line speak. “No, tomorrow won’t work—it’s gotta be tonight. Right now. I want it delivered to my hotel room within the next thirty minutes.” Josh says the name of the hotel and pauses to let the person on the other end of the line speak. “Listen, dude. I don’t care if someone else reserved it. That’s not my problem. I want it and I’ll make you an offer you can’t refuse. What’s your usual rate for rental and delivery of a Sybian for one night?” He pauses. “Okay, piece of cake. I’ll pay you ten times that, in cash, if you get it to my hotel room within the next thirty minutes.” Josh smiles broadly and winks at me. “Yeah, I thought so.” He repeats the name of the hotel and gives the guy his room number. “Thirty minutes or less, I’ll pay ten times your usual rate. If it’s here within an hour, I’ll pay only five times as much,” he says. “Any longer than that, I’ll pay three times your usual rate, as long as it’s here by midnight.” He smirks. “Yeah, okay, see you soon.”
When Josh hangs up the phone, I’m staring at him, dumbfounded. What the hell did I just agree to?
Josh rubs his hands together. “Oh, Party Girl. You’re in for such a treat. And so am I. Shit. I can’t wait to see this. I’ve never been with a woman who gets off like you do. This is gonna be fucking amazing.”
“You’ve never been with a woman who gets off like me? Really?”
“Really—and, trust me, women get off with me—I’ve got a magic cock—but you’re something special. A fucking unicorn.”
“Seriously?”
“You know you are.”
“No, I don’t. How would I know that? I have no basis of comparison. I’m not the one who sleeps with women.”
“Ha! That’s right—you’ve only slept with one woman.” He winks.
I roll my eyes. “I didn’t sleep with her. I just made out with her.”
“What, exactly, is the difference between making out and sex when there’s no dick involved?”
I think for a minute. “I’m not sure. But we definitely just made out.”
“Well, did you two just kiss and kind of grope each other outside your clothes?”
I blush.
“Holy shit. More than that?”
I don’t reply.
“Did you go down on her?”
“No.”
“She went down on you?”
I blush again. “No. Just kissing and heavy petting. But we weren’t in our clothes.” I clear my throat. “Stop looking at me like that.”
Josh bites his lip. “I’m not looking at you like anything. Tell me all about it.”
“No.”
“Honesty-game.”
“Screw that. So far, the honesty-game has been me spilling my guts to you and getting nothing from you in return.”
He grins. “Now you see how it feels.”
I roll my eyes.
“Come on, PG. Gimme a little dirt about your lesbo-encounter. Look how hard you’re making me.” He motions to the bulge behind his briefs.
I feel myself blushing like crazy. “My friend was just trying to drive her boyfriend crazy. They’d had a fight and he was being an ass and she was trying to make him lose his shit. We were just being, you know, naughty, trying to get him riled up. It was pretty hot, actually. He sat there and watched us.”
“Ah, so that’s what turned you on, huh? Having him watch?”
My cheeks are absolutely blazing. “Yeah. I guess so.”
Josh’s boner is absolutely huge behind his briefs—and the look of arousal on his face is unmistakable.
“Did the boyfriend join in after a bit?”
My heart is racing. “I think I’ll wait to answer that question ’til after I’ve seen your application. The honesty-game only gets you so much when it’s a one-way street. Speaking of which, I do believe it’s time you gimme that damned application.”