Page 26 of The Dance

“Fuck, you feel good,” I panted.

He groaned, picking up his pace. “So do you.”

Moans and pants echoed in the room as he drove into me, bringing me closer and closer to coming again. “I’m going to come again.”

“Do it,” he ordered.

I did, my body pulsing around his cock as he pumped harder until he followed me with a few more strokes and groans. We caught our breath as he slid out and disposed of the used condom. Leaning against the counter, I watched as he discarded his shirt, leaving him buck-naked. My mouth watered as I took in his hard body.

“So, round two?”

He took a sip of his watered-down drink. “Fuck, yeah.”

* * *

There wereno plans to meet up with Blake after I’d left his apartment. Maybe I’d see him again in three months. Maybe sooner. Heck, maybe never again.

Molly’s bedroom door was closed when I got home, and I’d figured she was asleep. I took a shower, slipped into my pajamas, and went to bed. As I plugged in my phone to charge, I saw I had a new meet-up request. I clicked on the profile:

Sugar Daddy: Are you ready to have fun?

Name: Michael

Age: 46

Height: 5’ 10”

Body: Slim

Location: Texas, United States

Budget: Open – Amount Negotiable

Seeking: Sugar Baby (F)

Michael’s profile indicated he’d been a sugar daddy for a long time, so I figured he wasn’t a scammer. When I first started out, Molly told me what to watch out for, and I felt good about Michael, so I replied to his message to meet for coffee. I told him I required two hundred for the first date and five hundred for each additional.

When I woke the next morning, he’d agreed to meet me. I got ready, and when I made it to the coffee shop, he looked nothing like his photo. He was older—much older. And if I had to guess, he wasn’t forty-six as he’d said he was. More like sixty-four.

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Blake

One MonthLater

Me: So I have a wedding to go to in a month. Wanna be my date?

I jumped in the shower,needing to get ready for work. When I got out, I had a reply to my text.

Sexy Dancer: I thought you don’t date?

I grinned and texted back:

I don’t but I have a plus one and thought of you.

It took Stacey a few minutes to respond, so I continued to get ready to head to the bar.

Sexy Dancer: Are your parents going to be there and you need to keep up the dating ruse?