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Chanel
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“Let me guess; men have been trying to holla at you all night huh?”
“Hell yeah,” I agreed, making the both of us laugh.
After letting the bartender know he’d have an Old Fashioned and asking that he refresh what I was drinking, which was an Amaretto Sour with Tequila added, Lorenzo said, “I can’t blame them. This is the land of decadence. As many beautiful women as there are around here, you’re definitely looking good enough to be at the top of every man’s desire list.”
With a smile, I swirled my straw around my watered-down drink, keeping his intense gaze.
“Is that the case for you too? Or are you interested in indulging in someone else?”
Lorenzo’s smile was replaced with him licking his lips as he seductively looked my frame over.
“I’ve always been hungry for you.”
I definitely wasn’t expecting that to be his response, so it caught me a little off guard. Clearing my throat, I looked away briefly, pulling my hair behind my ear.
“You don’t strike me as the type to need help securing pussy,” I deflected, my delivery making him chuckle. “I’m surprised to see you at a place like this.”
He shrugged, mumbling a quick thanks to the bartender as he set our drinks in front of us.
The moment his skin colored lips wrapped around his straw, I licked mine. Lorenzo was fine back in the day, but he was grown man handsome today. I loved how thick he’d gotten, and I couldn’t lie, I wouldn’t mind seeing his cinnamon colored skin bare. Or my juices soaking his Garibaldi beard.
“Getting pussy has never been a problem for me; finding a woman who doesn’t want more than my dick is.”
I nodded. “Is that the case? Or do you treat her so well and fuck her so good that she ends up wanting more?”
Our eyes remained locked for a few seconds, and I couldn’t help but get lost in the darkness of his. I didn’t even realize he hadn’t answered me until he said, “Keep talking slick and I’ma let you find out for yourself.”
I scoff before laughing softly and taking a sip of my fresh drink. “I’m not talking slick. Just making conversation.”
“If you say so.” I was glad he didn’t press the issue because I really was just talking shit. “What are you doing here, though? I could say the exact same for you.”
“I’m actually here for work. One of my clients was interested in the hotel and wanted to make sure it was worth her time and money.”
“What do you do?”
“I’m a luxury travel advisor.”
With a soft smile, Lorenzo leaned forward. Taking in more of his clean, crisp scent, I had to squeeze my legs shut and resist the urge to close my eyes. A good smelling man had always been my weakness—and one who looked as good and dressed as well as Lorenzo did was definitely icing on the cake.
“How is that different from a travel agent?”
“Well, I don’t just book their trips. I only recommend places that will give them a four- or five-star experience that I’ve gone to. If I haven’t, they either pay for me to visit or the place gives me comp rooms, food, or services for free so that I can recommend them to my clients.”
“Damn. So basically, you get paid to live a lavish ass life of traveling?”
I giggled as I nodded and leaned forward. “Pretty much. I’ve started to work with stores and brands as well, so it’s definitely an amazing way to make money.”
“Is that something you’ve always wanted to do, or did you just fall into it?”
I felt myself starting to shut down. As toxic as it sounds, his interest was triggering me. There weren’t too many men who ever expressed interest in what I did, and I couldn’t help but question if Lorenzo’s motives were sincere. Even though I knew that was my issue instead of his, I couldn’t stop myself from asking, “Do you really care? Or are you just making conversation? Because if you are…”
“If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t have asked,” he clarified quickly. “I want to know all about you, Chanel.”
This was the first time I’d heard him say my name in years… and he said it like it was his. Like I was his. Like even after all of this time… I belonged to him. As good as it felt to hear it, it must have felt just as good to say it, because Lorenzo licked his lips. I had to nibble on my bottom one to keep from sucking his.
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