Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
I stare at him.
“You mean, overnight? Two weeks straight?”
He nods, blue eyes glinting.
“Yes, exactly.”
Immediately, my mind goes to the pretty floral bedroom with the huge en suite attached to it. Can I handle it? Staying here for two weeks 24/7 while the men take me every which way? It sounds insane, not to mention nasty and dirty, but also wonderfully satisfying, and I nod, barely able to catch my breath.
“I’d be happy to,” I say. “Actually, I’m a teacher and we’re off for summer break, so the timing works out perfectly. When did you want to start?”
Joe’s dark brows quirk with amusement.
“Tomorrow, if you’re ready. Or even tonight, if you want to go home and grab some stuff before heading back. But you won’t need much, sweetheart, because we’ll provide everything, so don’t stress about clothes, toiletries, or anything like that.”
I nod, biting my lip as my heart beats hard in my chest. Oooh, this is going to be so filthy and yet I can’t wait. It seems that the culmination of my dreams is finally coming, and that I’ll be penetrated by five cocks simultaneously, perhaps within a few hours. Yummy.
“I’ll go home and put together an overnight bag now,” I say while squeezing my thighs together with anticipation. “Just give me an hour or two.”
Ricky throws his dark head back with laughter, revealing even white teeth.
“That’s what we like to hear,” he rasps, his gaze running appreciatively over my lush form as I stand, my breasts quivering with anticipation. “You’re a slutty little whore, aren’t you?”
I should be offended by his words, but instead I’m not, merely pulling my skirt straight before grabbing my bag and slinging it over one shoulder.
“I am a slutty whore,” I murmur in a low voice. “And I’m a slutty little whore that belongs to you,” I direct to the men of the club. Then, I’m out the door within seconds and back into the chill breeze of the evening. Goodness, is this really happening? Yet it is, and I shiver with anticipation because I’m getting ready to be taken by five huge, handsome bikers … and I can’t wait.
CHAPTER 5
Xenia
I’m throwing things into a duffel bag right and left when suddenly, my phone rings. Snatching it up, I answer while waving into the screen.
“Hey girl,” I say to a friend of mine named Marilyn. “I can’t talk too much because I’m packing.”
My buddy’s pretty face scrunches. Marilyn’s a trainee at Apple Tots, and actually, she’s my intern so I’m her “manager” in a sense. Regardless, we’re both women who like to have fun, and Marilyn knows all about my exploits even if it wasn’t very professional of me to confide in her. I trust Marilyn though. She’s a naughty, sassy woman who’s definitely had her own sexcapades in the past, even if at the moment, she’s in a steady relationship.
“Where are you going?” the young woman asks. “You didn’t say anything about a trip.”
I let out a giggle then.
“Let’s just say I’ve moved onto the next phase of initiation, and the Cannon Club has invited me to stay at their lodge for two weeks.”
Marilyn immediately knows what’s in store.
“Oh my god, girlfriend, tell me you’re ready. I mean, they’ll be plowing your holes non-stop 24/7. Do you have enough lube? Lingerie? Hell, you’ll probably need to take Epsom baths every night to soak your private parts, not to mention the number of condoms that will be needed. Tell me you have enough, Xen,” she says with a straight face. “You can’t be too careful these days.”
I giggle and wave a hand at her.
“Well, I’m letting the men handle the lube and condoms, although yes, I have my own emergency stash,” I say, waving a clear baggie in the air. “But seriously, with five men, I’m going to need a Costco-sized supply because I have a feeling the fucking is going to be non-stop. And that’s how I want it,” I say with a wink.
“You dirty whore!” Marilyn shrieks with laughter while raising a hand in the air for a high-five. “I love it!”
I high-five her back through the screen and we both dissolve into giggles because this is so ridiculous. Technology makes us do stupid things sometimes, but I love it anyways.
“So are you ready?” Marilyn asks with a devious smile. “To be fucked to Heaven and then back, I mean.”
“Girlfriend,” I say while carefully folding a piece of barely-there lingerie. “I’m planning on being fucked to Hell, not Heaven. I mean, they call it subspace for a reason, and not superspace. I plan on being deep in the bowels of pleasure getting my pussy and ass used until I can’t walk. I fully expect to lose my vision in the process. You’ll have to get me a white cane with a red tip when I get back.”