1. Man-Eater: Chapter Four


    Date: 2/15/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: krystalg 

    ... conclusion.

Otherwise, the woman confronting the sexy vixen was pretty, sexy, and enticing. Her small, pert breasts were covered by a red, satin halter top, the outlines of her tits and areolas puffing through the silky material. She wore a pixie skirt, all hanging tendrils of gossamer cloth, over opaque thigh-high stockings with the tops exposed. Her short, blue and blond hair was styled wildly, and her light brown eyes would have been beautiful, had they not been staring daggers into Eve.

“I’m so sorry,” Eve explained, taking the path of least resistance. “I thought he was alone and was just teaching him some dance moves. Honestly, I didn’t see you.” She paused and smiled, giving the woman her “I want to lick your pussy until you scream,” facial expression. “If I had seen you, I would have gone after you, instead. Let me buy you a make-up drink.”

“As if you can get served around here!” The blond turned to the man. “Is this true, Jeff? You weren’t hitting on this girl?”

“Seriously,” the poor dancer began, “Marsha, she wasn’t hitting on me or anything. We were just dancing, I swear.” His voice was whiny, pleading.

Although only a couple of seconds passed, the blond turned toward Eve, eyeing her up and down. Then, her expression softened, going from crossed to amused. “Fine. If you can get a drink in this place, then your apology is accepted.”

“Sure thing, Marsha. Follow me.” Eve grabbed the woman by the hand and pulled her toward the bar. “I really had no ...
    ... idea that he was with somebody,” she added.

“Do you make a habit of picking up men in here?” Marsha asked, her voice indignant.

“When I’m in the mood, sure. A hard man, a soft woman, maybe the both of them, together. It depends on my mood.”

The trip to the bar only took a minute or so. As soon as Eve sidled up against the steel structure, her hard nipples highlighted in the club’s chaotic lighting, the bartender dropped everything and jogged over to her.

“Miss Hallow, so good to have you back. More dirty orgasms?”

“Yes. You know how much I love multiple orgasms, and, if it isn’t dirty, you’re not doing it right. Also, give me two long-necked beers, four mixed drinks, and a side of shots.”

“That’ll cost you.”

Eve smiled, her azure eyes sparkling with naughtiness, and grabbed the bartender’s hand. While the others looked on, aghast, she pulled his palm up under her crop top and pressed his fingertips against her taut nipples.

“I mean, the drinks are still on the house, Hallow.”

The other thirsty patrons seemed on the verge of rioting, but Eve just smiled at them condescendingly and accepted the proffered tray, jam-packed with alcohol.

“You’re named Hallow?” the pert, petite blond queried as they left the bar.

“Actually, my real name is Eve.”

“Hallow’s Eve! I get it. Sexy.”

“Let’s find a place to sit and make up for me pouncing on your boyfriend.”

As dominant as she typically was, Eve was pleasantly shocked when Marsha put her arm around ...
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