Fucking crickets. Red lights are flashing. Time to exit stage left. But they circle around me, inspecting me for any flaws. And I know they won’t find any.
And they don’t.
I’m Will fucking Ambrose.
“You’ll do. I’m sure the client will be satisfied.”
“Well, I’m a satisfaction-guaranteed kind of guy.”
None of them show any signs of amusement nor even a hint of a smile.
I’m starting to think that maybe they’re robots, not women.
“I’m sure you are, Mr. Ambrose.”
The small one reaches into her pockets. I’m tempted to tell her no flash photography. But it isn’t a camera she pulls out.
It’s a giant fucking neon pink ribbon. And when I say neon pink, I mean that it could be used as billboard in Vegas and still look fucking ostentatious.
“Is that what you’re going to use to blindfold me with so that I still won’t know where we’re going and who my patron is?”
“No, Mr. Ambrose. This is for you to wear. And only this.” The small one points to my cock.
The three of them finally smile.
Now I feel like I’ve sold my soul to the devil. Or, at the very least, his three Amazonian robot wives.
But I’m Will Ambrose. I can play it fucking cool.
“Gladly.”
I take the ribbon from the woman with the most arrogant smile I can muster.
Now if only I knew how to tie a proper fucking bow.
So here I am; in Downtown Chicago of all fucking places. Stark fucking naked save for the pink bow tied firmly around my massive cock.
I look like I belong on some Vegas stage rather than the streets of an upscale Chicago neighborhood.
If I get jumped, tell my sister it’s her fucking fault.
I ring the doorbell to the penthouse that the website people dropped me off at.
And, man, am I not prepared for her.
The woman’s gorgeous, with dark hair and eyes that look like fucking sunsets. And she has a killer body that I want to fuck, lick, and suck till sunrise.
Fucking.
Gorgeous.
“Hey,” I say to her, tilting my head and licking my lips like the cocky asshole I am. “Special delivery?”
My cock twitches just looking at her, which is fucking perfect—because that way, I know exactly where her eyes are going.
I’m going to make this woman mine.
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