ESCORT TRICKS: FOUR BOOK BUNDLE by Blake Jordan

would not have made me exactly feel flattered around the office” she whispered, and then he had both of her raised hands trapped in his large left hand. His right hand rubbed the side of her face, before it slid down between her breasts and rubbed her narrow waist, before he was lightly tracing the side of her hip. “This is workplace sexual harassment” she said as she closed her pretty blue eyes and felt what he was causing her to feel. He told her that this was the perfect time for the two of them to do what they had been thinking about without ever saying it, and she said that it damn sure did not feel like the perfect time to her. His hand was lightly tracing over her soft coned breasts one after the other and brushing over her nipples, and she took a deep long breath and held it in as long as she could. “You’re so vain. I bet you think this song is about you, don’t you, don’t you” he said lyrically, quoting the famous Carly Simon song from decades ago that was still part of the culture. He had taken to calling her Carly Simon a long time ago, and she was so young that she had to research the artist just to know who she was, and what her famous song was. “Keep your hands just where they are above high above you. Reach for the sky, as they say in the business” he told her. When he released her hands and she kept them high in the air she knew that it was just another surrender of hers. He was kissing the side of her neck and then her throat, and he told her that she smelled