𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝚴𝐈𝚴𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | 18+

3.

R O C H E L L E

Every damn thing in this god forsaken palace screamed luxury. 

Elegance.

Bustling prosperity.

From the sparkling chandelier that hung above me, the manner in which the light and dark tones of the room blended together to create a beautiful modern canvas, and the precision in the meticulous set up of just this room itself, I knew that I was stepping into the work of a very wealthy man.

After checking out at the front desk, I stepped into the elevator, my eyes widening when I spot the mini bar that was staged in there.

A fucking bar in an elevator? Like who even has that in their hotel?

Of course, I wasn't going to complain, but wow. 

Even as I was pouring two shots worth of Tito's into a glass and swirling it with some fresh cranberry juice, I still couldn't process it.

I downed the drink quickly when I came close to floor number twenty eight, which is where I was going to be residing for a little while. 

The potent liquid set my throat on fire, trailing down a satisfying gust of heat into the lower depth of my stomach. Instantly, a little bit of the weight I have been carrying this entire day has melted from my shoulders. 

And I needed this. I needed to get fucked up and forget about my troubles.

Even if it was temporary.

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After rummaging through all of my drawers and organizing every single bit of my clothing that I was able to pack back in New York, I decided to shower and reapply my ruby red lipstick that was starting to fade out from the start of the day.

I pucker my plump lips together, and I glance at my fair complexion in the mirror in front of me.

For a split second, my eyes hooked on the faint scar that ran through my right eye, but I refused to linger on it for long. I became more focused on how my body looked, attempting to block out the dark memory from my mind.

I had slipped on a coal tainted crotchless teddy, which articulated my body exactly the way that I wanted it to. Sharp triangle cups covered my light pink nipples and straps hugged every single curve that I possessed all the way down to my ass cheeks, leaving my pussy exposed to the light breeze in the room.

There was no doubt that I wanted to get railed tonight.

I wanted to get fucked ruthlessly, the way that I deserved to be. 

Maybe I would be able to finish too, if the man knew what he was doing.

After deeming myself sexy enough, I covered my sensual garment with a tight, silky black dress. The fabric barely reached mid-thigh and if I bent over, it would give anyone easy access to both of my orifices. Which could certainly be a good or bad thing.

But I enjoyed taking risks.

Not even a five year relationship could tame the sensual beast that lingers at the bottom of my ribcage, extending all the way down to my core. 

I cup my 34D sized breasts, pushing them up a little more for extra exposure.

 I have the whole package for tonight.

A full set of breasts, a defined ass, and a raging libido that could kill by lethal injection.

After drawing in a deep breath and releasing with a small exhale, I grab my handbag and start my trek to the bar next door.