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Naked Ambition

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by Ashley Ladd


  Her feet ached from the high heels and it was only 11 p.m. She longed to change into comfortable shoes but they weren’t “sexy” enough, so she was stuck.

  One drink order blurred into the next. The job felt nothing like it had at first. Then, it had been exciting knowing men came here just to ogle her. It had turned her on to know they wanted to fuck her even though she had no intention of letting them. Unless, of course, Mr. Right had shown up and had his wicked way with her here in front of everybody.

  It had long been a fantasy of hers that Mr. Right would fuck her here in front of everybody while the other men drooled. When she was bored to tears, when she thought she couldn’t take this job one more day, she pictured herself being fucked until she screamed in ecstasy. She was sure that look on her face had contributed to many of her obscenely big tips.

  She was afraid if she resurrected that fantasy now, that Cliff would be the male star. Her fantasy man’s face had always been in shadow. The only thing she’d been sure of was how he made her feel. Which was the way Cliff had made her feel the other night.

  Then she spied Cliff across the room, in the corner, watching her. It was dim and smoky so she wondered if her imagination conjured him. Did she want him to be here? One part of her did. Another didn’t.

  She turned away and made herself focus on her work. If it was her imagination, she had to nip it in the bud. If Cliff were there, he needed to know she wouldn’t crumble or rush into his arms and plead forgiveness. He was the one being unreasonable. He couldn’t wait a couple more years until she was on track?

  But her resolve waned and she sneaked a peek to where he’d been standing. When she didn’t see him, she sighed in relief. She wasn’t up to sparring tonight.

  The next night, she swore she saw him again but on the other side of the room. She blinked to clear her vision and he was still there.

  “Take my tables for a few,” she murmured to another waitress. Without waiting for a reply, she made a beeline for the man.

  When she reached him, she stopped in front of him and planted her hands on her hips. “Why are you here?”

  Cliff swirled his drink in his glass and looked into it as if it would tell him the future. Then he took a long drink. Finally, he looked up and met her gaze. “My case brings me here. I told you this place isn’t safe. You should get out while you can.”

  “So you’re protecting me? Watching over me?” She wasn’t sure if she liked that or not.

  “I’m a public servant. I watch over everybody.”

  “Isn’t it rather late to be working?”

  “You’re working.”

  Her head began to ache and her feet could cry all on their own, they were so sore. She was keenly aware of her near nakedness. She could still taste his kisses, could still feel his caresses and her traitorous pussy quivered and longed for his cock.

  “I see there’s a Valentine’s Day party here tomorrow night. Sounds like fun.”

  She looked down her nose at the paper hearts littering the walls behind him. She had to quash the urge to stick out her tongue at the cupids playing merrily in their midst, looking as if they were aiming their arrows at them.

  She moved to the side so she’d be out of their sight and pretended not to notice when Cliff looked at her oddly. She wanted to rip those damned cupids to shreds. They kept reminding her of the day Cliff had walked out on her when she wouldn’t marry him right away.

  “Oh yeah. Loads of fun.” Sarcasm dripped from her lips. “It’s my favourite day of the year.”

  “It could be,” Cliff drawled and grabbed her hand. He pulled her onto his lap and nuzzled her ear. His chest burned into her breasts, which peaked without her permission.

  Shocked, she stared at him. Then when she regained her senses, she batted away his arms and stood. She jumped up so fast that she stumbled and swayed before catching herself. “Stop that!”

  “Why?” He darted a look at her breasts and then at her. “You obviously like it as much as I do. You can’t deny the proof.”

  She glanced down at her traitorous breasts and silently swore, “It’s cold in here. Don’t flatter yourself.”

  “It wasn’t cold the other night. In fact, it was downright hot.”

  Before she could come up with a reply, he went off on another tangent. “My grandfather isn’t really sick. The old codger is playing us.” Laughter danced in Cliff’s eyes.

  She did a double take. “What do you mean?”

  “I had a long talk with his doctors. He’s so healthy he’s going to live to be two hundred. All that talk about wanting to see me married and see his grandchildren before he dies was just a scam.”

  She arched her brow. “So he doesn’t want you to get married or have kids?”

  Cliff screwed up his lips and snorted. “Well, yeah, he does. But he’s not going to miss meeting his grandchildren if he has to wait a couple of years.”

  Something in Cliff’s voice sent sparks through her. Did he mean he was willing to wait for her? Then a horrible thought struck her and her breath stuck in her throat. “You only wanted to marry me and have kids to make your granddad happy?”

  He stood and pulled her into his arms. “I want to marry you and have kids with you to make me happy. I love you. If I was only rushing to made granddad happy I would have married someone else already. But no one else makes me happy. Only you.”

  Before she could fully grasp what he was doing, he got down on bended knee before her, pulled a velvet box out of his pocket and looked at his watch.

  “Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five…”

  Her gaze was glued to the box and she couldn’t rip it away. “What are you doing?”

  He looked at his watch again before replying. Then he gazed up at her with so much love and affection that she lost her breath. “Waiting to Valentine’s Day to propose. I was counting down to midnight. Will you marry me? Make me the happiest man in the world?”

  She longed to say yes for good this time, but he had only danced around what she needed to hear. “Depends.”

  He frowned and poised the ring at her fingertip, an antique gold, with a rose setting and a diamond in the middle. “On what?”

  “That you accept me, all of me. I have to finish what I’ve started and become a doctor. Will you wait two or three years for us to have children?”

  “I’ll do whatever it takes. I won’t be happy without you.”

  She caught a cupid’s mischievous glance and knew he’d shot her with his arrow when she wasn’t looking. He and his partners in crime were all over the joint.

  She also realised they were the centre of attention, that no one was looking at the real floor show.

  “Put the poor guy out of his misery and marry him. Say yes,” a grizzly bear of a man prodded from the next table. The fellow gave them a toothless grin and clapped.

  Cliff sucked in his breath. Hope flared in his eyes. His nostrils flared. “I’ll make you the happiest woman in the world. This was my grandmother’s ring. You’re the only woman who will ever deserve it. Please wear it.”

  It was a beautiful piece of jewellery but paled in comparison to the gorgeous man holding it. “If I say yes, will you help me fulfil my fantasy?”

  “Your fantasy?”

  “I think you’ll enjoy it as much as me. That is unless you’re the shy, inhibited type.”

  “I think I like this already. Count me in.”

  She straightened her finger. Her fantasy teased her and her pussy quivered. “I can’t wait to marry you. I also can’t wait to make love to you again.”

  He slipped the ring on her finger and it was a perfect fit as if it was made for her.

  “I had it sized to fit you.”

  She held it up to the light and admired it. “I love it.”

  He stood and pulled her into his arms. “Let’s blow this joint. That is if you want to.”

  She licked her lips slowly and sensually. “If you mean, ‘do I want to tell Frankie where to shove his lousy job
,’ yes. But first…”

  He nuzzled her ear and blazed a trail of hot kisses down her neck.

  Her heart swelled and she quivered in his arms. “Just keep going the way you’re going,” she drawled huskily. “Fuck me here, in front of everybody.”

  Cliff froze. After a few moments he asked, “Here? In this room, right now, with everybody watching?”

  Wicked delight filled her and she nodded. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”

  Cliff growled, “You’ve done it before? With someone else?”

  Laughter tinkled off her lips. “Not me. I meant some of the other waitresses. You’re my fantasy man. You’re the only one I’d do this with.”

  She put her finger to his lips and said in a sultry voice, “Wait here. I’ll be right back.” She found her friend and fellow waitress Lucy and whispered, “Do you have an extra condom or two?”

  Lucy winked and palmed two to her. “Have fun, sugar.”

  “I’m sure I will.” Ali sashayed back to her man, holding his gaze. She thrust out her breasts and when his pants tented she felt all-powerful and giddy.

  When she reached him, he knelt before her again and peeled off her panties. He buried his face in her pussy and kissed it. He licked her clit and swept his tongue back and forth along her pussy lips.

  She wound her fingers in his hair and pushed his face deeper into her pussy. She watched everybody else ogling them with lust and desire in their eyes. Several men had their pants around their ankles and pumped their cocks.

  Then Cliff lifted her and set her on the table.

  She spread her legs wide and pulled him close. Then she unzipped his pants and pushed them down.

  His cock was long and heavy and she playfully tugged it, pulling him to her. Then she ripped the foil packet with her teeth and rolled the rubbery sheath over his cock. “What are you waiting for? Fuck me. We’ll never forget this as long as we live.”

  “What makes you think I’ll ever forget any of our time together? I cherish every moment.”

  She leant against him and put her lips to his. “You’re the sweetest man in the world. I was such an idiot.”

  “No. You’re meant to be a doctor as I’m meant to be a policeman. It’s who we are.”

  When he drove his cock into her and she moaned, the men at the next table cheered. “Give it to her good, buddy! Fuck her ‘til she screams for mercy.”

  Against her lips, Cliff murmured, “I didn’t know I was in love with such an exhibitionist.”

  She smiled against his lips, “This is a fantasy. From now on we’ll do this in private.”

  “Anything you want. If you decide you want to live out another fantasy, just say the word.”

  She could hardly speak, she was breathing so heavily. She clung to him as he plunged into her.

  She swivelled her hips and ground herself against him. The fire in her erupted and she screamed in ecstasy.

  He drove into her one final time and then held her to him. He dipped his head and kissed the tip of her breast. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.”

  She cradled his head against her heart. Then she winked at the nearest cherub on the wall and smiled. Suddenly the cupid didn’t look so stupid after all. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

  About the Author

  Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.

  She often incorporates a wicked sense of humour and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.

  Email: Chinara@aol.com

  Ashley Ladd loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com

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