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Laura has to make an adjustment, being a personal mistress to high-powered attorney Tony. When she’s instructed, not asked, to meet him in Vegas, her pride is a little wounded. Still, Tony has kept his part of the bargain, and Laura dutifully shows.MoreLaura has to make an adjustment, being a personal mistress to high-powered attorney Tony. When she’s instructed, not asked, to meet him in Vegas, her pride is a little wounded. Still, Tony has kept his part of the bargain, and Laura dutifully shows. There, in a high class hotel suite, Tony shows her how much of a sex toy she can be.Warning: This ebook contains very explicit representations of sexual activity including oral sex, hotel sex and rough sex. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of such activities between consenting adults.Here is a preview:I reached the room at about four o’clock, took a very long shower and then made myself up as pretty as I could. I knew why Tony wanted me. It was the same reason why almost all men I’ve ever met have wanted me. Raven black hair, bright blue eyes, full pouty lips—all that’s just what’s above the neck. Outside of that, I have a body to die for with full but still perky breasts and an ass that makes other women jealous as hell.Of course, I didn’t want to be a kept woman forever, but that didn’t mean I wanted to stop with Tony. I guess I hoped he would think of me as more than my body, eventually anyway. I figured if I was his personal sex toy, I might as well stay naked, so I walked into the bedroom and headed for the bed. I figured I’d just nap naked and wait for him to show, but I heard the suite door open before I ever got under the covers.I didn’t really know what to expect. I was naked on the bed, just starting to lie down and halfway there on my hands and my knees. That was when the door opened and he stepped into the room. I just stayed there in the position I was in, a little surprised the way I get when I’m interrupted. I had intended to be under the blankets, naked and waiting. He’d thrown that plan all to hell by showing up a few minutes early, and there I was looking like some kind of a porn star whore all ready for action instead of Laura, the woman who hoped he was starting to love her a little.He didn’t say anything. He looked at me for a moment as my eyes opened wide and I stayed right like some kind of a doggy-style whore. Then, wordlessly, he undressed. He shrugged off his jacket and let it drop to the floor. He pulled at his tie and threw it on top of the jacket. I watched him unfasten his cufflinks and set them on the counter at the little entryway sink. Then, his shirt was off, the legal eagle tattoo showing proudly on his chest. He kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants, and I got a good look at his cock, his beautiful big cock, straining against the paisley boxers he wore. I was still a little embarrassed and I was completely still. He didn’t take off his socks. He left them on, but in a second his cock was free and his boxers had joined the jacket, shirt, undershirt, and pants.