Living in Sin (The Escort Series)
Copyright © 2013 Isabel Lucero
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I walk into the dimly lit restaurant and take a seat at the end of the bar, looking around the room to see if anybody catches my eye. Before I can look around the whole place I see the bartender heading my way.
“Hey, man. What can I get for ya?” he asks.
“I’ll take a Vodka and Tonic.”
“Comin’ right up,” he says while reaching for the alcohol. “You’re awfully dressed up. Got a hot date?”
I know I stand out in here because everybody else is dressed very casually, and I have a black three-piece suit on, but that’s alright.
“I will soon enough,” I respond, and he smiles, shaking his head. I’m sure he thinks I’m being a cocky bastard, but it’s the truth.
He puts my drink in front of me and I slide a twenty towards him, telling him to keep the change. He nods and walks away.
I continue to let my eyes wander around the room when I see a lady sitting several seats down from me. She’s a pretty, light skinned black woman. She has curly hair that falls a little past her shoulders and she’s wearing a tight blue dress.
When I get up from where I’m sitting and take my drink to a bar stool that’s two spaces from hers, she never takes her eyes off of me. I angle my body towards her, and notice she’s smiling at me with the straw from her drink in her mouth, giving me an obvious inspection. I raise an eyebrow at her and give her a small smile. She seems to be embarrassed, because she ducks her head, turns in her seat, and reaches for her phone.
While she’s texting, I keep taking small glances at her, and I can see her eyes move in my direction without her moving her head. She’s trying to play hard to get, but I’m better at that game than she is.
The bartender walks over to us, but before he can say anything, I speak up.
“Another Vodka Tonic please,” I say, and then look at the woman sitting to my right. She looks up at me briefly, anticipating that I’ll buy her a drink, I’m sure. “Will you also send a couple of drinks to the two women sitting back there, please?” I say with a gesture towards the ladies sitting at a corner table. I spotted them almost as soon as I walked in. One is a blonde with her boobs pushed up and almost out of her red V-neck shirt; the other is a brunette who is wearing a white, lacey dress.
The bartender gives me a funny look, and the lady at the bar looks back at the two women I was talking about. I smirk and down the rest of the drink that’s in front of me. I decide not to look in her direction again for a while.
After a few minutes, I hear her order a couple of shots from the bartender. Something called a lemon drop, I think. When the bartender places them in front of her she takes them both and walks over to me. I don’t bother to turn in her direction, but when she puts one of the shots directly in front of me, I can’t help but take a glance. It’s then that I notice she has on some sky high heels that make her legs look amazing. With her standing up, I can see every curve of her body.
“Will you take a shot with me?” she asks.
I stand up, taking the shot glass into my hand. We’re only inches apart and even though she has those high ass heels on, I still tower over her. I guess that’s gonna happen when you’re 6’4.
“Are we toasting to anything?” I ask.
She bites her lip and looks down briefly. When she looks back up at me she has a killer smile plastered on her face.
“How about to nights we’ll never forget?” she says.
I smile at her and nod. “Okay then.”
We take the shot and then put the glasses back onto the bar. I wait to see if she’s going to say anything else, but she doesn’t. I tilt my head, and then glance at the two women I sent drinks to. They’re both staring at me and giggling. I look back at the lady in the blue dress in front of me, and notice she’s looking at the two women as well. When she looks back at me, she still doesn’t say anything.
“Well, time to get my night started, I guess,” I say.
I step around her; looking at the two women in the back, and with a jerk of my head, let them know to come with me. They hurry out of the booth and head in my direction, giggling the whole way. When they reach me, I turn back towards the lady in the blue dress. “You comin’?”
I wait a few seconds before walking away, and don’t bother to turn around. I make my way out of the small restaurant that’s on the first floor of a hotel, and towards the elevators that will take me to a room upstairs that’s already been reserved for tonight.
The elevator dings and the doors open. I walk in and it’s then that I turn around for the first time since leaving the restaurant. I see three beautiful women. Leaning forward, I hit the button for the thirteenth floor while looking at all of them. I lean back against the wall in the elevator, putting my hands in my pockets, and crossing one foot over the other. I study all of them while they stare back at me. The blonde whispers something to the other two, and they all nod and smile.
“Ladies, I don’t think it’s nice to whisper about me. I may have to punish you for that.”
The blonde lets out a small moan and shifts her body, Blue Dress bites down on her lip, and the brunette’s face turns red.
The elevator reaches the thirteenth floor, and I allow the ladies to get out first. They stand in the middle of the hall, waiting for me to lead them to the room. Luckily, it’s not too far from the elevator. I slide the key into the slot, push the door open, and gesture for the women to go in. I’m sure to check out each of their bodies as they pass. I sure did get lucky tonight.
Once we’re all inside, the girls all sit on the bed, and I make my way to the small bar in the room.
“Would you ladies care for a drink?” I ask.
“No thank you, we’ve had enough,” the blonde says while playing with her hair.
I pour myself a shot and throw it back real quick. I excuse myself to the bathroom just to give them time to talk, because I’m sure they’re going to want to discuss a few things. While I’m in the bathroom I hear them whispering and laughing. I give them another minute before I head back into the room.
As soon as I get near the bed, the blonde stands up and saunters towards me. She unbuttons the one button on my jacket, and the top three buttons of my white shirt that’s underneath. She notices the tattoo that’s on my chest and starts tracing it with her fingers. When she’s done doing that she finishes unbuttoning my shirt before sliding both the jacket and shirt off, and lets them drop to the floor.
With my shirt off I’m sure I look strikingly different than the man in a suit. I have a tattoo that stretches across my chest and down part of my left arm. I also have one down my ribs, and if she were to turn me around, she’d see black wings that spread across my shoulder blades.
After the three women stare at me for a minute, the blond puts her fingers in the waistband of my pants, and pulls me towards the bed with a devilish smile on her face. The other two seem a little shyer than their friend, so I figure I’ll need to make them feel comfortable.
I give the blonde a small kiss on the side of her mouth before turning my attention to the other two. As I get closer to them, they scoot further back onto the bed which works perfect for me. I climb onto the bed and give the brunette my attention first. I crawl slowly over to her, never letting my eyes leave hers. She’s looking at me like she’s afraid I’m about to pounce and have her for dinner, and she’d be right. Once I’m close enough, I place my right hand on her leg and run it up the outside of her thigh and under her dress until I reach her hip. I pull her down a little bit, which causes her to fall flat on her back. She’s got her legs slightly spread apart, and her black high heels planted on the mattress. I make my way through her legs until my face is above her own. My hand moves the hair that covers the side of her neck, and I bury my face there and inhale her sweet scent. While I’m there, I slowly let my tongue graze her soft skin. She takes a deep breath and angles her neck to give me better access. I run my tongue up her neck until I reach her ear, and then give her a little nibble on her earlobe. It’s then that she lets out a moan.