"Joanna Wylde - Survivals Price" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wylde Joanna)

soon as she learned she could best them, but that was the way of things.

He would bore her in the end, but she would enjoy his company first.

The music ended, and she turned to bow toward the appreciative audience. It took
effort not to sneer at the idiots, desperate men who were easily fooled. Still, she leaned
over to scoop up the showers of credits on the stage around her. The money was nothing
to her, a tenth of what her fee for this job would be, but it would look suspicious if she
didnтАЩt collect it. Flashing a sultry smile, she walked back down the stage toward her
prey, deliberately dropping down off the stage onto a table, then stepping to the floor by
placing her feet between a manтАЩs legs on a chair. His gasp of surprise turned to a sigh of
disappointment as she ignored him in favor of her target. She turned to her prey, kicking
one leg high and swinging it over his head before straddling him on the chair.

Oh, yes. She would play with this one before killing him.

His cock felt like a thick club, poking up at her against his pants with such force that
she knew he had to be in pain. She wiggled her hips, and it rubbed against her soaking
cunt with a friction that almost made her come again. SheтАЩd have to throw her panties
away when the night was over, but she didnтАЩt care. This was delicious.

Closing her eyes, she rubbed against him once more, enjoying the extra friction from
the fabric covering his erection. She could feel the thong going even further up her ass,
slipping up between her labia. She stroked him once more, purring, and then opened
her eyes.

He watched her, his face suffused with blood and his eyes filled with wonder.

тАЬTo what do I owe this honor?тАЭ he asked, his voice unexpectedly smooth. She
cocked her head at him, growing ever more pleased with her new discovery. Despite
how he must be feeling, he controlled himself. It intrigued her. She wanted to make him
lose that control, teach him what it meant to have a woman use him. She would, too,
before she finished.

тАЬI donтАЩt know,тАЭ she said, giving him a winsome smile. тАЬThereтАЩs just something
about you, I guess.тАЭ

She half expected him to burst out laughing, the line was so pathetic. His face grew
thoughtful instead, and then he smiled. How disappointingтАФhe was just as easy to fool
as all men were. How sad. She wiggled against him again, deciding with a cock like that,
he didnтАЩt need a brain. HeтАЩd still be worth taking home for the night.

She leaned forward, allowing her lips to brush his ear.

тАЬMy fee is seven hundred credits for the evening,тАЭ she said softly, then sunk her
teeth into his earlobe. He shuddered, and she ground herself against him again before
pulling her head back to smile at him again. This time she let some of her hunger show
in her face. He swallowed, and nodded quickly.

тАЬLetтАЩs get out of here,тАЭ he said.