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Molly
I haven't been with a man in over five years.
Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking. You're wondering if I have a couple dozen cats or if I have to sweep the cobwebs out before getting a Brazilian.
But, ladies, I wanna let you in on a little secret...
There is money to be made in what us working girls at White Light Sirens like to call 'non-penetrative fantasies'.
That's right. You want me—Molly Wilder—to parade around the room dressed like a giant teddy bear while you touch yourself? Sure. You want me to paint your naked body, turning you into an impressionist's wet dream? I'm on it.
But if you even think about sliding between my legs, I'll rip our contract to shreds and kick you out the door so fast your manhood won't have time to soften.
Barrett
Molly makes a snap judgment about me the second I walk through her studio door, but I'm used to it. Women take one look at this body, this face, and immediately label me. I can see the flashing sign above their heads every time. "Danger! Danger!" If they only knew...
Molly thinks I'm a client—just another John—and that's fine. I'm content to play her game because when I break her rules, when I expose her secrets and have her on her knees, vulnerable and afraid, then she'll understand.
But until then, I have a job to do, and my first order of business is to make Molly realize I'm a man worth breaking for.
Whether she knows it or not, her dry spell is about to come to an end.
Make it rain, Miss Wilder.
Make it rain.
*All Vixen Bluff novels can be read as standalones and are recommended for readers 18+ due to strong language and adult content.
I haven't been with a man in over five years.
Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking. You're wondering if I have a couple dozen cats or if I have to sweep the cobwebs out before getting a Brazilian.
But, ladies, I wanna let you in on a little secret...
There is money to be made in what us working girls at White Light Sirens like to call 'non-penetrative fantasies'.
That's right. You want me—Molly Wilder—to parade around the room dressed like a giant teddy bear while you touch yourself? Sure. You want me to paint your naked body, turning you into an impressionist's wet dream? I'm on it.
But if you even think about sliding between my legs, I'll rip our contract to shreds and kick you out the door so fast your manhood won't have time to soften.
Barrett
Molly makes a snap judgment about me the second I walk through her studio door, but I'm used to it. Women take one look at this body, this face, and immediately label me. I can see the flashing sign above their heads every time. "Danger! Danger!" If they only knew...
Molly thinks I'm a client—just another John—and that's fine. I'm content to play her game because when I break her rules, when I expose her secrets and have her on her knees, vulnerable and afraid, then she'll understand.
But until then, I have a job to do, and my first order of business is to make Molly realize I'm a man worth breaking for.
Whether she knows it or not, her dry spell is about to come to an end.
Make it rain, Miss Wilder.
Make it rain.
*All Vixen Bluff novels can be read as standalones and are recommended for readers 18+ due to strong language and adult content.
