Hollywood Bad Boys Club: Book 2: Mason
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Having taken care of that bit of business, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My heart was pounding with the double thrill of probing into the enigma of Dante while he was literally probing me. Turning on the faucet, I eyed my curvy frame. I had always been a big girl, but in my time with the CIA I had taken advantage of their workout facilities and had firmed my body up as much as I thought possible. Still, I saw a lot of boob, too much belly, very wide hips and thunder thighs.
My phone dinged. It had taken the RouterSniff app less than two minutes to hack into Dante’s WiFi network and find his computer, which he apparently left on, then hack into that as well. Kudos to Zainul — that thing worked like a charm. The app would search a computer’s hard disks for certain types of documents and then upload copies to a specified destination, in this case my CIA cloud storage account, carefully erasing its footprints as it went along. The readout estimated it would need roughly a hundred minutes to complete the task. I would have to keep Dante busy for about two hours. My pulse raced at what I was doing, while my body tingled at what I was about to do.
I dropped my phone in my purse and kept the panties on, assuming Dante would want to take them off for me. Then I turned off the water, arranged my long, thick, brown hair so that it spilled down over my breasts, and returned to the bedroom.
Dante was wearing gray boxer briefs, a nice bulge plainly visible. I slid into bed next to him and locked him up in a torrid kiss, my breasts pressing on his bare chest. His hands were on them in no time and I felt him growing harder against my thigh. As my fingers brushed over his erection, my CIA brain blissfully shut off for a while and all I thought about was being taken by this hot stranger. I kissed my way down his chest, then tugged his underwear down so I could see and taste him.
Dante managed to get my panties off and out of the corner of my eye I saw him reaching into a night stand. I tensed up momentarily until I saw a condom package in his hand, then relaxed as he lifted my head off so he could roll on a condom. As he got right to the point and slid between my legs, I wondered how I could keep him busy for two hours.
Dante, bless his heart, kept going for a solid half hour, turning me this way and that so he could try different positions. I felt awkward at times, in poses better suited to thinner women, but Dante’s firm body and firmer erection continued to bring my mind back to the sheer pleasure of sex. His moans became more frequent until he finally grunted loudly as he came.
When he was done, I was afraid I might be dispensed with since Dante had gotten what he wanted, but he kissed his way down my body until he was between my legs, then spent a while there working me into a frenzy. I tried to hold off as long as I could to stall for time, but eventually he pushed me over the edge. My resisting only succeeded in making my orgasm that much stronger, and I screamed loudly enough to wake his neighbors.
As I regained my composure, Dante smiled and went to the kitchen to get us a couple of beers. I quickly slipped my phone out of my purse and checked the RouterSniff app. It needed another fifty to sixty minutes to complete its task. When Dante returned, I ignored the beer and instead let my eyes roam down his naked body, saying, “Think you can get that hard for me again, baby? I’m not done with you yet.”
A few minutes later I climbed on top of Dante and eventually came a second time. I kept him in bed talking for another half hour to make sure I’d given the RouterSniff ample time to do its thing, then used my hand to leisurely coax him to another climax. After that, I told Dante I really needed to get going. He seemed equally ready for me to leave, so we didn’t prolong my departure.
I got dressed and he escorted me to his front door, where he thanked me for “a real good time.” I took one final look at his naked body before I kissed Dante goodbye, then turned to go. We didn’t trade numbers or last names and neither of us mentioned ever getting together again.
On the snowy drive back home to Reston, my sense of physical satisfaction gave way to my urge to find out what was on Dante’s computer — and thereby learn what his deal was. I still smelled like sex as I pushed the pedal harder, wanting to get home as quickly as possible.
Not even bothering to shower first, I dropped my coat and ran to my computer to log into my secure CIA account, then began to sift through Dante’s information, starting with his emails. It took me only a few minutes to get a feel for exactly what I was looking at.
Holy shit! I had uncovered a goldmine.
Most one-night stands are sadly forgettable. Not that one with Dante, though. That chance meeting in a bar and the two hours of sex that followed would eventually lead me into a world of adventure and intrigue and sex and power and money.
Meeting Dante in a biker bar turned out to be the springboard that propelled me into an entirely new life.
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About the Author
Living in the Pacific Northwest, Alexis Adaire spends too much time indoors, cuddling under blankets with her husband and muse, emerging from the bedroom periodically to refill her coffee mug and jot down ideas. Does Alexis draw upon personal experience for her short story ideas? She will never tell.
Alexis keeps her twisted identity separate from her everyday life; no one knows what debauchery lies behind her violet eyes. Although, she admits this double-life she leads — mild-mannered office worker by day and erotica novelist by night — keeps a glow to her cheeks and a sly smile to her lips!
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Hollywood Bad Boys Club
Book 2: Mason
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