Thirsty 2 by Mike Sanders, Nuance Art Read Free Book Online Page B

room. His eyes scanned her thick body like a bar code. The thickly built redbone standing before him had a body most women would kill for. Round, full titties that stood straight up with chocolate-colored nipples the size of thumbnails. An ass that was killing the hottest video vixen complemented her tiny waist.
    As Always swayed and gyrated to the beat blaring from the speakers in the main club area, Red slouched down in the comfortable leather sofa enjoying every minute of the private show. His eyes were tight from the Purp he and Chris had blown just before entering the club. Although he was damn near faded, Red was still on point. Being a true-to-heart stickup kid kept him on his toes because he couldn’t afford to allow himself to slip.
    Always gyrated between Red’s legs and stared into his hazel eyes, which were bloodshot red from the weed. “Damn, you got some sexy ass eyes” she cooed into his ear as she felt him palm her naked ass.
    “Yeah, just like Medusa, bitches get lost in ‘em. So be warned.” Red retorted as he smacked her smooth buttocks, making them quiver. Always closed her eyes sensuously, seductively biting her bottom lip, letting Red know that she was definitely into getting spanked. “Why you call yourself Always ?” Red inquired while she continued to slow wind between his legs, her small hands resting on his knees.
    The girl bent down and gently bit his earlobe before stating in a suggestive tone, “’Cause I’m always ready. I’m always willing. And—I’m always WET!” With that said, she turned around, bent over in Red’s face and spread her bulbous ass cheeks to show him that she wasn’t just talking.
    Red straightened up and leaned in for a closer look. He saw the wetness glistening between her clean-shaven lips. Witnessing this, he bent the club rules and reached out to trace the crease of her soaked, puffy lips with his forefinger. He then rubbed his forefinger and thumb together, playing with the slick substance. “Daaaamn!” he muttered to himself.
    Always turned back to face him and noticed he was still playing with her juices on his fingers. She took his hand and raised it to her lips and began sucking and licking his fingers. Her tongue ring played over his digits, making his dick tap his zipper, trying to escape the confines of his jeans. The stripper could feel the bulge getting larger by the second. So at this point she figured she had him right where she wanted him. She figured Red was rolling in dough because of the glistening jewels around his neck and because of the Hummer he was known to drive. She had seen Red many times in the club spending money as if it grew from the earth, and tonight he had spent a nice sum on her alone. Always figured any nigga who could order bottle after expensive bottle of Rosé like it was mere tap water had to be ballin’. Therefore, this night she decided to try to reel him in. She tried her hand. “Don’t you want some company tonight?” she asked in her sexiest voice, still kissing his fingertips and gazing into those hazel eyes.
    Red stared at Always for a minute, noticing the smoldering lust in her eyes. It was a look he had seen countless times before. The lust he saw was not for his dick, it was for his dollars. That look was thirst ! Red was no square and he definitely wasn’t a virgin to tricking, but he was also far from being a fool. He saw through Always’ game as if it were glass. “Yeah, I want some company, ma,” he stated, watching her eyes light up as if she had just won the lottery. “But not tonight, baby girl.” Red then saw her expression change from that of elation to that of disappointment within a fraction of a second. He smiled to himself for toying with her, and then said, “Some other time, shorty. I promise.” In addition, he intended to keep that promise. He grabbed her hand, placed it on his still throbbing dick, and allowed her to massage it, giving her a feel of what he was working with.