Simon Dexter Nude Novels & Stories

“Really? You want our first time to be in the public restroom, really? You are such a naughty girl. You just can’t wait to have me huh?” he teased me, annoying me further. I hissed at his cockiness, and I was going to attempt kneeing him in the balls from my position on the floor. But as I raised my leg to do so, the door to the bathroom was pushed open, and Simon stood by the door, his eyes widened in shock as he starred at Felix and me on the floor with my legs raised in a compromising situation.

"Could it be who I think it is?" - Simon's gaze was fixed on the stripper before him, her curves moving seductively as she clung to the pole. His eyes were intense as he watched her bite her lip and then roll her tongue over it. He'd have her mouth around his cõck tonight. That ass would be red from his spanks by the end of it. "If you want her, just take her instead of ignoring what I just said," Dimitri said beside him, swirling her drink. "It's fun to imagine what you're going to do with them while they dance before you have them," Simon replied, not taking his gaze off the stripper.

The burn on my thigh flared so violently I almost gagged, but I locked my knees and stood. “Gamma-Luna, stop!” I limped across the room, each step sending fresh fire up my leg. The closet door was half open. I slammed the door wide with my palm. Simon stood there in nothing but black boxer briefs, one leg halfway into jeans. He looked up, startled, then grinned like a pup who’d been caught stealing meat. “Well, well. Changed your mind about that ‘no nakedness’ rule, wife?” I didn’t smile. “You knew.”