Page 67 of Bourbon Sins
“Do I have permission?”
“Yes.” I usually told the girls how I wanted it, but I wanted to see how she would blow me. I wanted to know her style.
She licked her lips one last time and then descended onto my dick. My head fell back as her warm mouth took in my entire length in. The tip of my cock hit the back of her throat, causing me to moan. I didn’t moan . . . I made girls moan.
Her hands ran up my thighs and then slid to the center of my damn cock, making it surge higher. One of her hands met the base of my cock and squeezed tightly, while making very slow movements up and down. Her other hand ran under my cock and gripped my balls with gentle finesse. She had me every which way possible, and it was almost too much to handle.
I watched as she moved her mouth down to the base of my cock in one long stroke and then squeezed my balls six short times. She was mimicking what I did to her, and fuck if it didn’t feel like heaven on earth.
I wanted to tell her she was doing a good job; I wanted to tell her she was fucking rocking my world. I wanted to encourage her, but words escaped me as I tried to get ahold of my breathing. It wasn’t possible, I was short on breath as she sucked me, squeezed me, and licked me. Her mouth pulled off my cock and she ran her tongue along the underside of my dick, as her fingers caressed the underside of my balls, sending me practically flying off the couch. Her mouth ran back down until she sucked on my ball sac.
A hiss of pleasure ran between my teeth as I tried to hold back from blowing all over her face.
“Motherfucker . . .” I moaned as she repeated the pleasure. Suck me, suck me I wanted to scream; fucking suck me off, but she continued to lightly lick me instead.
My hand fell over my eyes trying to gain any of the composure I’d lost when she tore my pants down. There was none, I was lost, completely gone and at the mercy of my little one’s hands and mouth. Never in my life had I given up control, but I did. I surrendered all control to Goldie’s mouth.
Finally she wrapped her lips back around my cock and that was all it took. I blew everything I had as my cock surged through her mouth, past her strong suck. I heard strangled noises release from my mouth, but I didn’t care to pay attention to what I was saying because all I could think about was how fucking numb my entire body went the moment I exploded.
“Fuck.” I breathed heavily, my body starting to come back to life.
Goldie was standing in front of me now and looking down at my cock. When I made eye contact with her, I couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous she was. There was a slight hint of arousal in her eyes from what she just did and, if I wasn’t so helpless, I would have grabbed her cute little ass and taken her for round two.
She winked at me and said, “I’ll see you later. Have a good night.” Halfway to the door, she turned around and said, “Think about those lap dances by the way, the girls deserve to make more money.”
And just like that, I watched as her pert little ass sauntered out of the Bourbon Room and down the stairs to her second floor room, leaving me motionless, sedated, and perfectly content.
I let out a heavy breath as my head hit the back of the couch. I was so screwed.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Beautiful, Dirty, Rich”
GOLDIE / LO
“Holy hell, I have a massive hangover,” Tootse charged through my room, scaring the piss out of me. She threw my curtains open and turned to look at me with a huge grin, while holding a garment bag.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, wiping the sleep out of my eyes.
“It’s noon.”
The moment she said noon, I threw the covers off my bed, swore like a banshee, and ran into my closet while trying to pull my hair up.
“Jesus, Kace is going to have my ass for not showing up.”
I threw on a pair of workout pants, followed by a sports bra, then tried spastically to put on my running shoes while dancing around on one foot. Tootse watched me from the doorway of my closet.
“What are you doing?”
“Uh . . . trying to get my shoes on so I can get downstairs for our workout. Why aren’t you just as worried?”
“Workout was cancelled this morning, thanks to the big guy upstairs. You must have really given it to him,” Tootse said, while thrusting her hips at me and biting her bottom lip.
“Mature.” I sat down on the closet floor and tried to catch my breath. My heart raced. Kace didn’t take too kindly to people missing his workouts, especially me.
Tootse hung the garment bag on the molding of the doorway and said, “Here is your dress for tonight. It’s the big social for members and there are going to be a lot of men there, so we need to look hot. Every girl has her own design, but we are all wearing black and diamonds. Babs will be over later with an airbrush to work on your make up; no masks tonight, just airbrushed make up. Hair will be pulled back, high ponytail.”
I nodded my head as she rambled off the rest of the details. When she was finished, she looked down at me and said, “Have fun last night?”
