The Biggest Licker - Page 144

“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time, Arsen,” she coos. “I knew you were coming tonight. You’ve been here every night. But ever since you had Sophie and Heather, you haven’t taken any other girl. I think I know why.”

Maybe this is going to be my lucky night. Does Yasmine know?

That explains it! She didn’t want to fuck me, but that’s what she had to make it look like to the other girls.

Jesus, I’ll never figure women out, you know?

“You’re done with those girls, aren’t you, baby?” Yasmine asks. I don’t know why, but I nod.

“You need someone who’s finally caught your eye, don’t you?” she asks. Fuck, she’s on the money.

“You need someone who will treat you just right,” Yasmine says.

She couldn’t be more clued in if she tried.

“You know where I can find her?” I ask and Yasmine smiles. Her hand comes to rest on my crotch.

Wait a fucking second!

“What do you mean, babe?” Yasmine asks, a glint in her eyes. But I’m too caught up and I don’t pay attention.

“I think she was what? 5’ 7”. Blonde hair. Body like a goddess. Last time I saw her was ten days ago, the night I had Sophie and Heather up here,” I tell Yasmine.

Stifling a look of disappointment, Yasmine backs off.

“That’s where I saw her for the first time, and then I actually shared a cab with her, but I didn’t get a chance to talk to her much,” I say.

Yeah, I’m a fucking asshole because Yasmine looks completely fucking disappointed. I guess she really did want to fuck me tonight, huh?

But you kno

w what? I’m going to be the first one to admit that in reality I am a fucking asshole. I got nothing to fucking hide. So there. I’ll be completely honest about it with you as to who I am.

I mean, I’m sorry if it hurts your feelings, but would you rather I lie?

“You’re talking about Ashley,” Yasmine says quietly.

So this Stripper Goddess has a name! Finally.

“Is she working tonight?” I ask her.

“She doesn’t work here anymore,” Yasmine says and I think I see a glint of pleasure at the total look of devastation that wracks my face. "Her stage name is Misty, but her real name is Ashley Lane. Don't tell anyone that I told you."

Just my fucking luck. The one woman I obsess about ends up being the one who doesn’t work here anymore.

But Yasmine has a heart of gold, because her next words are, “She started working at Simulated Pleasures last week.”

Fucking bingo!

Good thing I didn’t sell that place yet.

First thing tomorrow, I’m stopping by there and finding out how to get ahold of this girl.

I rush over and kiss Yasmine on the lips.

Hell, I break it off before she wants more. I know what I do to women. And I don’t want to go down that road now with anyone but Stripper Goddess. Wait. I mean Ashley.

“Thank you so fucking much, Yasmine,” I say and she just looks at me in a daze as I rush down the stairs.

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