I wish like everything that she could go inside with me. This night would be so much easier if she could. Or maybe it wouldn’t. She’d probably force me into something crazy that I’d regret later.
“Thanks, Remi,” I say, while shaking out my nerves. “I’ll call you in a few hours. You make sure you’re listening. Got it.”
“Why don’t you not call me! Have a good time, Rebel!” She rolls down the window to tell me goodbye and I take a moment to feel the night air on my mostly naked skin. It has my whole body tingling with goose bumps.
I wore a sundress over the bathing suit; it just felt better like that, rather than the other option of showing up half-naked in a pair of six inch heels.
It’s already almost dark outside, but it’s obvious where I’m supposed to enter. The strobe lights in front of an otherwise dark mansion should be my first clue.
I walk until an overly excited woman pulls me aside and offers to paint anything I want on my body. I wish I would’ve talked this over with Remi, because right now my mind is blank.
I finally just tell her to paint me how ever she wants to. She seems happy about this, smiling as she asks my profile name, then begins to paint it up the side of my thigh.
She then moves me behind a dark screen and asks me to remove my top and bottoms.
“Why would I have to do that?” I ask, sounding more panicked than I was hoping to let on.
“Because you’re one of Lynx’s invites,” she replies. “I was asked to make sure to paint you nude then add the bathing suit over the top.
I hesitate for a few minutes and wish like hell I hadn’t let Remi talk me into this. How can I let someone paint me naked? And why is he the only one requesting that?
What have I done? I think I’m in way over my head.
THIS PLACE IS PACKED. GLOW in the dark female bodies are everywhere. Most of the guys haven’t made their way out yet, and I’m sitting here in my office in the dark with my clothes on. I purposely made my office overlook the main room just so I could watch on nights like this.
I’m trying to decide if I’ll be joining the party tonight at all. I only ended up sending an invite to three of my clients. My late night messaging was interrupted and I forgot to get back in there to send a few more. Not that it really matters anyway. There’s only one I was determined to get here.
I’m really only down here to see if BadGirl@heart shows up. My mind can’t get over the chance that it might just be Rebel from the club. I guess you could say she’s been fucking with my head for almost a week now, so I guess I hope it is her.
I’m thinking a good actual fuck tonight from one of these girls will pull me out of that funk if she doesn’t actually show up. I just need to decide which one I’ll let in my room.
This house changes dramatically with the feel of females in the air. I can smell their perfume and the air just feels different. Watching a few more of the girls enter, I continue to drink my whiskey before I tip the bottle over the glass and refill it. This little bar is hidden out of view right inside my office and I think it’s the perfect place for me to just sit back and watch.
We’ve lined all of the furniture and doorways in the house with a special glow tape. I know the clean-up for this party will be horrendous, but I plan to hire someone to get it done. As it is I’ve had to hire a crew to come in here daily to make sure it stays decent. I forgot how filthy guys are to live with. Not to mention they all have crazy hours to keep up with, but I can’t complain because that means money in my pocket.
I’m stopped mid thought when I see the words BadGirl@heart glowing down the right thigh of the female coming through the front door.
I study her. The damn darkness is hiding so much of her, but I have to admit that I’m loving the paint on her body. I told the artists to paint my three women in the nude. It’s a special treat for my girls that no others will receive. I guess you could say I was planning to fuck one of them, and I’d like to knock this off my bucket list.
Watching the female body move as it glows in the dark will be a great turn on for me. I’m somewhat of a voyeur and I can’t hide from that. In fact, it’s what my business is focused around.
Her paint is flawless, just like her body. Her paint resembles a long blue evening dress that glows down her entire body. The front of the dress is painted so that it looks like it’s open between her tits and all the way down to her mid stomach, then back open all the way down her right leg.
She turns around to take in the room and I get to see the entire canvas. Her back is painted to look like she’s wearing one of those dresses you have to lace up. I’m wondering how long she was in the paint room, because the detail on this is immaculate. She’s by far the most covered in paint and I make a mental note to give the artist responsible for this one hell of a tip.
Her tits are fucking perfect. The paint outlines her curves and I’m left licking my lips, dying to get close to her. She only has her face painted around her eyes; her lids glow, leaving me to crave a look into her eyes.
She begins to look around the room in a rush, and if I’m not mistaken, she’s about to bolt. I stand and leave my office to walk toward her, dodging a few females on my path. My darkness allows me to approach her without her even knowing that I’m near. I walk around the edge of the room and stand in front of the exit door to watch her.
She slides her hands down her arms, then crosses her arms over her chest. She’s standing there so innocently, causing my dick to twitch. Fuck. I don’t care who this BadGirl@heart is. I will be doing whatever I have to do to get her into my bed tonight.
She starts walking toward me with her head tilted down. I stand solid and allow her to walk straight into my body before I hold my hands out to guide her even closer.
“Where are you going?” I speak in her ear over the music playing throughout the house.
“Oh, I’m so sorry I didn’t see you there. I’m going home.” She’s nervous and afraid to look up at me. It’s one hundred percent Rebel from the club and now I find her to be even more of a challenge to me. I think I’ll keep it a secret that I know it’s her for at least a little while.
“So soon?” I slide my hands up her arms, feeling her soft skin the whole way up. “Such a shame. After I had the artist spend so much time on this gorgeous body.”
Her laughter surprises me. “How many times have you said that tonight?”
“You’re actually the first woman I’ve said a word to,” I admit.
“Oh. Well, sorry. I’m not sure why I even came. I just thought the party sounded unique.”
“Everything I do is unique.” She finally looks up at me, searching in the darkness to see my face, and I can finally see the true art around her eyes. Her lids look like butterfly wings and the paint around them finishes the beauty of the entire image.
“Well, that’s a great quality to have.” She steps back from me just slightly. “Thank you for the invitation. Have a great night.” She walks toward the hall marked restroom while I stand there in complete shock that she just brushed me off.
I’m Lynx fucking Kade. I don’t get brushed off. In fact, I have a waiting list of females who want to have their chance with me. I have to admit, I’m turned on even more now.
I follow her closely and let the energy of her little game fuel me. She opens the bathroom door, before I grab the knob behind her, pulling it closed with both of us inside. Turning the lock, I ensure that we won’t be interrupted by anyone walking in on us.
“Tell me you’re not here to feel what Lynx Kade feels like.” She stands speechless while I run my fingers over both of her hardened nipples. “I know I’m dying to see the full painting on this sexy canvas.” I slide my hand around her neck and pull one of the strings, allowing her bikini top to fall.
We both inhale sharply as it hits the floor after I tug on the second string behind her back. Holy fuck. Her tits are gorgeous and very visible. Her whole body is glowing in this otherwise dark room and my dick is so fucki
ng hard right now.
My fingers itch to touch her nipples again, so I do and she doesn’t pull away from me. I listen to her breathing and know I have her full approval so far. It’s quite a change from the woman that tried to leave the party only a few minutes ago. Something seems to be keeping her in here with me. Perhaps she wants me just as badly as I want her. She may not know that I know who she is, but I know for damn sure that she knows I’m her boss.
“Are you still leaving my party?”
“I really should,” she breathes softly.
“Or you could stay. I’m thinking we could think of something that would entertain you enough to convince you to stay.” I let my fingers slide around the outline of the paint on her body.
“I’m sure you could.”
“Come to my room with me.” She takes a deep breath, no doubt thinking about her choices. I don’t like how long she’s taking, so I lower my lips to hers and try to do a little convincing.
Her lips are soft and her kiss is sensual and slow. I’d give anything to bite her lip right now and not scare the shit out of her, but something tells me it would make her run.
“I really should go.”
Yep, she would run.
“You should at least have a drink with me.” She’s quiet for a few seconds while I watch her tits rise and fall with each breath. “It’s the least you can do if you plan to leave me so early, BadGirl@heart. I sent you a special invitation.” I make it a point to call her by her screenname and not her real name.
This little game she’s playing is hot as fuck.
“I can have one drink with you.”
“Alright, but we have to do it my way.” I hand her back her bikini top and even tie it for her from behind. My eyes never leave the mirror as I catch her glow moving in the dark.
“What did I get myself into?” she says quietly as I open the door before I lead her back to my office.
I can see the guys have made their way to the main floor, so I won’t be missed back here.
“What’s your drink of choice?” I have to ask because I know a bartender will have a preference.
“I’ll let you choose.” I can see the glow in her upper cheeks lift, so I know she’s smiling about this. I wish to fuck I wouldn’t have done this whole dark thing so I could actually see her, but this is sexy and mysterious.
“Drop ‘em.” She stays quiet until I say it again. “Drop ‘em.”
“Drop what?”
“Your bikini top and bottoms.”
“You’re out of your mind.” I lift my shirt to expose the few painted lines that are visible beneath my jeans. Even in the dark, I can tell her eyes have lowered to see where those glow lines lead.
“Alright. I won’t drop mine either then.” I let my shirt fall again.
She places her hand on my wrist and holds it while she battles with her next sentence.
“Tell me exactly what you’re planning to do here, first.”
“Well, I plan to have a tequila shot off of your body. I’m thinking you can hold it between your legs for me then I’ll need a chaser, so I’ll kiss you.” She lets go of my wrist and reaches behind her neck to untie the strings.
“How about just the top. Then I get to do a body shot off of you.”
Fuck yes you do.
“Yes. I can work with that.”
“Well then, I guess I should tell you to drop ‘em too,” she says, sounding a bit more relaxed now.
I toss my shirt on the bar and my jeans at my ankles. My dick is glowing and pretty much standing at full attention. I give her a little visual of how big it is by moving it across the width of my thigh. That’s a true measure of length.
Hardness is proven the second I slam it against my palm, echoing a hammer like sound through the little bar area even with the music playing.
“Holy shit,” she whispers, making my mouth turn up into a smile.
“Who’s first?” I ask. In this situation I can’t lose. I’m either putting my lips on her or she’s putting hers on me.
“Um. I’ll let you show me how it’s done.”
Music to my ears. My only hope is she follows my lead on this.
“Lay back and hold this between your legs.” I lift her so that she’s sitting on the end of the bar and her legs dangle down the side. I set the glow in the dark shot glass in the dark little spot between her legs and fight off the urge to let my fingers explore while I'm down here. She fidgets until it's set in position and I reach for the Patron.
Before I begin to pour, I close the doors to my office and stand back to observe the scene in front of me. The sexy glow from her body is tormenting me and my dick is begging to play.
I pour slowly, purposely spilling it a little over the edge of the rim. She squirms with the spill and I move to slow her nerves about this, by talking to her, allowing my face to be right above hers as I do.
“You are so fucking sexy right now. You come in here looking like pure innocence and all I want to do is pull sin straight from your body.” I lean down to kiss her lips again just to test her acceptance of me. Shit, it's hard to do all this in pitch black darkness.
She kisses me back, slowly at first but then she matches my intensity so I kiss her a little longer than I planned. She's a great kisser. Her tongue has me thinking about what she'd be like with it around my cock.
I'm fucking glad I made sure this paint is safe to consume. I had a feeling a few people might need that as an option.
I let my tongue slide down her body, outlining the painted dress the entire way. Stepping to the end of the bar, I slide her to the edge and lean over her to place my mouth over the glass. I can see her hands gripping the edge of the bar on both sides like she's hanging on for her life. I'm just now noticing the tiny painted lines down each of her fingers.
Without using my hands, I put my mouth over the rim and tip the glass back. I quickly slide her legs further apart and untie the strings at her hips, giving me access to my chaser. Before she has a chance to resist, I place my mouth over her and let my tongue do all the work.
She tries to resist for about a half second before she's opening her legs even wider for me. I kiss her aggressively while I take in every squirm she makes. It's sweet. So fucking sweet, like damn candy.
I want to take her to the edge, but not over because it'll keep her here. This woman has to be in my bed tonight or I'm going to have to go on a fuck spree just to get my cock to settle the hell down.
Sliding her even further past the edge of the bar, I hold her hips in the air and continue to fuck her with my tongue. She tastes so fucking good and if I had to guess, she used some sort of flavored cream before she came here. A smile brushes across my face as I take in her bold confidence in doing that.
I could definitely handle a woman who likes to surprise a little during play time. Her death grip on the edge of the bar draws my attention, so I pull away, leaving her chest moving rapidly up and down with each breath. She doesn't get to finish this soon.
Playing is my specialty.
Setting her back on her feet, I let her taste herself from my lips. She doesn’t shy away from the kiss, but her hands aren’t moving to explore any further.
I pull away from her kiss in hopes of moving this to the next level.
“Your turn”
“Uh, ok.” I see her turn to scan the mostly dark room. I’ve had the bar and the chase lounge outlined as well as the floor around my desk. Other than that, it’s dark in here.
“Can you lay down over there?” I hand her the tequila and start walking to the brand new lounge chair she points to. It would make me happy as fuck if I could break it in with her tonight.
I quickly grab a lime wedge and lay back where she wants me. She follows my lead, setting the glass between my legs and then gets down on her knees between my legs.
I watch her tits and her eye lids glow as she leans down for the glass. Watching the glow move around so quickly is distracting me, but I’m definitely entertaine
d.
She pulls the glass away from her lips and looks a bit hesitant to make her next move. Knowing that she’s going to need a bit of convincing, I squirt a few drops of lime at the base of my dick, not wanting it anywhere near my damn head and grab her hair to guide her up to where I want her.
Her tongue comes out to quickly lick the lime off my dick. Just as she’s about to pull away, I grip her hair harder and growl out, letting her know she’s not done with her chaser.
My glowing cock disappears in her mouth a few times before she adds in tongue movement. I can feel the draw of her tongue up and down it before she takes me deep one last time. The sound of her short little gag goes right through me and I’m fighting like hell not to guide her head even deeper and fuck her mouth.
Holy fuck this is hot.
HOLY HELL . . . I CAN’T BELIEVE I’m actually doing this right now. This is extremely daring on my part and completely and utterly hot.
The way he feels in my mouth, so big and hard, has me so wet and turned on that I’m not so sure I can not have an orgasm in the next five minutes if things continue on this path.
My boss . . . my demanding, sexy and very sinful boss’ most desired feature is in my mouth right now, filling it and causing me to gag around its length like a dirty girl.
Everything about this moment makes me feel dirty, but damn if I don’t like it. It’s been a while since I’ve felt so free and alive with excitement. Adrenaline is coursing through me like never before.
My plan was to make a quick appearance to make Remi happy and keep her off my ass. I was hoping to not be noticed by any of the guys, especially Lynx.
But when I walked through that door and began to look around the vast space, glowing with tons of female bodies, I was ready to bolt right there and then.
The last place I expected to find myself was here in Lynx’s office with my mouth wrapped around him.
But when he touched me, I couldn’t resist.
The adrenaline of his strong touch and him tasting me so magically with his tongue, has me on some kind of high, making it hard to rationalize the fact that he’s my boss and could possibly find out the next time I see him at the club and fire me.
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