Page 21 of I Am Sin

“Then let’s start with getting you undressed.” Lady one climbs on top of me, pulls me into a sitting position, and then she slides my black T-shirt over my head.

She drops her jaw. “God, you’re sexy. Nipple rings.”

Lady two flicks them, licking her lips. “Fuck, yes, they’re sexy. Do they hurt?”

I shake my head.

“Good.” She leans down and slides her lips over one of them.

My nipples are more sensitive than the average man’s, and boy, does that get me going.

“What a great tattoo.” Lady one traces her fingers over the dragon that covers a large portion of my chest.

I only have one other tattoo—on the back of my thigh, where I can’t see it.

I have my reasons for having the tattoo, and also for not wanting to see it.

“Let’s get those fucking pants off you,” Lady two says. She unties my black boots and slides them off my feet along with my socks.

Lady one works on my belt and zipper and then my black jeans. “God, you’re fucking sexy,” she says.

“So are you.”

Once my jeans are off and my cock is free, they both widen their eyes at my girth. Yeah, I’m not just long. I’m thick. I’ve had women run away screaming.

But not these two. They want to fuck a rock star.

I’m far from a rock star. I’m Emerald Phoenix’s sloppy seconds, but who the fuck cares? I’m going to get laid by two hotties, and boy, am I ready.

ChapterNine

Diana

I return, and Dragon’s door is shut.

I knock. “Dragon?”

He opens the door. He’s changed clothes, and he’s wearing jeans and a black-and-white striped button-down.

He looks…

Damned good.

“Got your keys.” I pull them out of my pocket. “You get two in case you lose one. They’ll get you into the building, into the penthouse, and into the fitness room.”

“Thanks.” He takes them, pulls a wallet out of his pocket, and shoves them inside.

I widen my eyes at the “thanks.” Is it the first one I’ve actually gotten?

I still feel like I’m on thin ice after the awkward conversation about the lock on my door, so I’ll take it. I give him a weak smile and turn away when the low rumble of his voice sends another chill up my spine.

I grab my phone. “We should exchange cell phone numbers too, since we’ll be living together and all.”

He grabs his phone. “Sure. Good idea.”

We quickly exchange information, and he shoves his phone back into his pocket.

“So…I was thinking…” he begins.