Lust

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Book: Lust by Noire Read Free Book Online
Authors: Noire
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction, Urban, Romantic Erotica
c’mon!” she prayed as she waited for Greco’s phone to find a signal and connect. She was relieved when she heard the hollow, static-like sound of a phone that was just about to ring.
    But then suddenly, she thought she heard something else too.
    Footsteps. Clumpy, uneven footsteps.
    Coming up the stairs.
    Nooni froze with Greco’s phone pressed to her ear.
    Ringggg
    Ringggg
    “Please, please, please,” she uttered a prayer under her breath. “Hurry up and answer this shit!”
    Ringggg
    Ringggg
    Her heart jumped into her throat as the phone was finally answered on the other end, but it was too late because whoever was coming up the stairs was now right up on the ledge.
    “Hello?” came a voice over the phone line.
    “Who’s up here?” A stern voice rang out at the top of the landing as the awkward footsteps sounded in the darkness.
    Nooni bucked and panicked.
    There was no time to move and no time to lose. Snapping the phone closed, she reached under her skirt and shoved the cold metal between her legs and straight past her pussy lips. She pushed hard with one finger and clenched her pelvic muscles deeply, sucking the phone safely into her moist vaginal canal.
    Guilt was all over her face as she looked up and saw Salida stepping onto the landing. The beautiful matriarch of the G-Spot tapped the steps with her elegant gold cane, and a cigarette dangled from her lips as she carried a drink in her free hand.
    “What the hell are you doing up here?” Salida demanded. The cigarette bobbed between her clenched lips as she gave Nooni a long, suspicious glare.
    “I…umm…I…”
    Salida grilled her ass from head to toe, like she had an x-ray machine in her eyes and could see up under the young girl’s clothing and detect the metal cell phone that was roughing up her pussy.
    “N-n-nothing,” Nooni said, thinking fast and swallowing hard. “I-I-I was feeling kinda sick so I came up here looking for you.”
    “Is that right?” Salida asked. The cruelty in her voice disappeared and she came off real sweet and motherly. “Well, get yourself up off that floor, honey,” she said frowning as Nooni climbed to her feet. “Ladies never put their asses on the ground. And they sure as hell don’t sit with their legs cocked wide open like that.”
    Salida walked past her with barely a limp as she twisted the knob, and then she held the cut room door open as she stood on her tiptoes to reach the dangling light string.
    “There,” she said as she clicked it on and the room was washed in bright, fluorescent light. She turned around as Nooni stepped inside behind her, and then once again she grilled the girl long and hard.
    “You do look sick,” Salida said gently. She passed Nooni her cocktail glass. “Here. Drink a little bit of this Cristal while I get you some special shit that I mixed up myself.”
    Doing as she was told, Nooni followed Salida to the small office in the back and obediently sipped the alcoholic beverage, which she recognized as expensive champagne.
    Her heart started beating real fast when she realized that Salida was unlocking her desk drawer, and she swooned when the older woman pulled out a vial filled with crystal rocks and shook some into her hand. The letters on the side of the vial read STRAWBERRY SNAKE, and Nooni’s palms got sweaty and her mouth dried up with anxious anticipation.
    She waited while Salida reached for a pipe and put all the rocks on the screen. A cigarette lighter appeared in Salida’s hand, and then suddenly the rocks were hot and swirling.
    Nooni sucked that glass dick like it had sweet cum in the bottom of it. She inhaled every bit of whirling smoke, and then sucked up all the acrid residue that followed too.
    “Here’s your dessert,” Salida teased as she handed Nooni two pills to pop.
    Tossing her head back, Nooni dry-throated the drugs and then picked up Salida’s glass and swallowed down the bubbly until every drop was gone.
    “Good girl!” Salida praised

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