Jenny’s at a loss for words.
In my periphery, I notice Fefe lifts her boobs in her tiny red dress.
“Hello, Nico,” Fefe chirps.
I amble over to Fefe and her friends. She runs her hand down my navy suit jacket.
“You look sexy in a suit.” She inches closer. “I’d rather see you out of it and my lips wrapped around your cock.”
I raise a brow. “Is that so?”
She cranes her neck and her big blue eyes sparkle with desire. “Yes.”
My fingers curl around her wrist. “Let’s go.”
I can feel Jenny’s disappointing eyes on me as I lead Fefe out of the room. A devilish smirk hit my lips.
Fefe slips her arm through mine as we head for the stairs. Shenese leans against the wall with her friends, Kera noticeably absent. We know exactly where she is.
Just before Fefe and I begin ascending the wide, shining white staircase, Shenese shakes her head. At the top, my gaze scans the numbered rooms housing my escorts—men and women alike.
We walk into the master suite. I close the door behind us.
“Are you having a good time?” I ask.
“Yeah.” She bounces on the bed and dumps a small vial out of her tiny purse onto the nightstand. She wastes no time snorting a line of coke.
Fefe holds out a rolled-up hundred-dollar bill. “Want to do a line?”
“No,” I walk deeper into the room, sipping from the crystal glass filled with whiskey. I lean against the wall.
“If you want to get high, do that shit with your friends.”
She pops open a compact mirror and dusts the cocaine remnants from her nose. “I’ll be right there.”
“Sir, she’s here,” Nolan says through the earpiece.
“Good to know,” I mutter.
Fefe wiggles out of the tiny red dress. It pools around her red stilettos. She’s wearing a pair of black thongs and no bra. My eyes move over her fake tits and her bony frame. Toying with her blonde strands, she kicks the dress aside and saunters closer. “Mr. Football captain, I’m going to give you the best blow job.”
Doubt that.
Fefe drops to her knees before me and unzips my slacks. Her eyes widen at the imprint of my hard cock in my boxers.
Her tongue slides across her lips. “I need to see it.”
She attempts to reach into my boxers. I swat her hand away. Reaching into my boxers, I free my cock. Fefe gasps, falling back.
“Can’t handle it after all, huh?” I ask.
“It’s just so big. I can’t wait to tell my friends I got to suck Nico’s dick.”
Her lips form an O as she inches closer.
The door clicks closed.
“I heard about your little party.” Her silky voice drips with sarcasm.
