Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269

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I had just promised to catchra woman named Scarlett, to deal with the man who had sent her. And I had just invented a fiancée to satisfy my grandmother. My night was shaping up to be one long, exhausting performance.

I drove back to my place and got dressed. Dominic’s style. We had almost the same build, but we did not look alike, not even close. Anyone with eyes could tell us apart. The girl would have to be a fool to mistake me for him.

Still, I would play it by ear. Whatever happened, I would handle it.

I had already looked into Scarlett once, but I decided to dig deeper this time. I wanted to know everything about her before she walked into that booth. I could not deny that she was beautiful. Very beautiful. And busty in a way that was a genuine turn on. But I saw beautiful women every day. It was not a big deal. I just needed to get this over with

While I waited in the booth, I booked the top floor penthouse suite of the hotel. My plan was simple. After I dealt with the Scarlett and Julian issue, I would pick up an attractive girl from the club and have her warm my bed for the night.

I checked the time, then checked it again. Impatient. I wanted this to be over.

Then she walked into the booth.

And she knocked the breath out of my lungs.

Her pictures hadn’t done her justice. She was, without question, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. And I had seen plenty. I had had plenty in my bed. I got bored with women easily, discarding them after a single night before moving on to the next. This woman in front of me would be no exception.

But I could not deny that she attracted and aroused me in a way no woman ever had before.

Her smell was intoxicating. Just the sight of her breasts was enough to make me hard. And her lips. God. Her lips were so sexy. I imagined them wrapped around my cock, and I almost went crazy with excitement. But then I imagined something else, something strange to me. I imagined kissing her lips so passionately that I ran out of breath.

The last time I had kissed a woman was probably in my teens. I loved rough sex. I loved using women like tools for my pleasure. But for the first time in years, I felt different.

I wanted to savor her. I wanted to not just fuck her silly, but to make love to her.

It was ridiculous, having these feelings for a whore I had just met. No matter. I would enjoy her tonight, because I knew that afterward, I would get bored and use her to teach Julian a lesson.

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