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I return to the rack again and peruse a bit longer before finding the third item.

Stepping into my bathroom with all three outfits, I try each of them on one at a time and admire myself in the mirror. Each time I try them on, I step out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom where the ladies see me and Jeremy has returned.

They clap and ooh, aah, their approval over each one.

The final outfit I strut out with all the boldness and confidence that I can muster. I know that I look good, and I feel it all down to the tips of my freshly painted coral-colored toes.

Their jaws drop, and I smile, wink, and sashay back to the bathroom. Yes, this is the one that I’ll wear to blow Kincaid Maxwell’s mind tonight.

That. Is. Fucking. Sexy!










12 – KINCAID

I’ve played with herlong enough and can’t take the teasing anymore. There’s nothing that has driven my actions up until this point than being inside of Yesenia Carver.

Nigel pulls up to her place an hour after I get the call from Sabrina that they have finished with her.

“I’ll be back in less than five, Nigel,” I say, stepping from the car after he opens the door.

“Yes, sir.”

She was pissed at me earlier today when we spoke. Nia didn’t like that I had taken control and planned her day for her without consulting her. She didn’t like that I’d planned our evening together without first asking her.

Too bad. This is who I am. I can’t, and I won’t change that. Nia will just have to get used to it.

I ring the bell and wait patiently for her to answer, but when she does, Holy Fuck!

Yesenia is wearing a silver silk halter dress. A chain of diamonds is attached to the tie strings and runs from the tops of her breasts along the inner curve and just underneath the curve of her breasts.

The plunging cowl neckline dips down to just above her navel, and she has high splits on both sides of the dress that run up to her fucking waist!

“I’ll be back. Let me grab my purse and keys,” she says sassily as I remain standing in the doorway, speechless like a fucking teenage boy.

When she turns to walk away from me in those black six-inch heels, I see that the dress is backless. Finding my wits, I step inside the apartment and slam the door behind me, locking it.

There’s no way that she’s leaving the house looking like that. The first man to look at her wrong, hell, to look at her at all, might get fucked up tonight.

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