Ben: The Janus Stories II

By Jessica Clairmont

Ben doesn't like to mix business with pleasure, but after an amazing night with Tricia, he can't put her out of his mind. When she tells him a wild story of treachery, his curiosity sends him on a path leading right back to the strange woman. It takes a little more than a pretty smile and a wild story to convince him, though. Tricia decides to prove who she really is the only way she knows how.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Quixerotic
• Release date: May 13, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463034484

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Ben: The Janus Stories II

Jessica Clairmont

Copyright 2020 by Quixerotic Publishing

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Ben

The Janus Stories II

by Jessica Clairmont

Ben stopped listening after hearing her offer to sit on his face. Even with the nonsense she’d sent him chasing, the one thing constantly occupying his mind all day was the first thing he’d felt that morning, the gentle squeeze of her ass in his palm. Men are stupid, sometimes. The things we’d do for one good fuck.

Ben felt good. Real good. He’d not woken up without a stiff back or an aching head in ten years. Never struck him as fair, exactly. He was only thirty-six. Had his old man started crawling out of bed feeling miserable at such a young age? Did everyone? C’mon, Ben, at least enjoy feeling good for a minute before all the shit hits the fan. You took some black market spunk juicer last night because you had one drink more than you should and a pretty girl batted her eyes at you. You’ll get fired if anyone finds out. She probably robbed you while you slept it off and stuck you with the bill for the room.

He shifted in the bed and realized the woman was still in it with him. Tricia, she’d called herself. She looked a little different in the morning light. Skin like a glossy licorice jelly bean. Ben feigned pulling the sheets up on himself to get a look under the covers. Both of them lacked a stitch of clothing, but it gave him a good look at the ass he remembered from their first roll in the hay. Plump and perfectly round, begging to be touched. He snaked one arm under her pillow and let the other drift down her side, until his palm took a full grip on her right cheek. She smiled in her sleep and scooched her ass back against his crotch. Ben winced.

Before he passed out, she’d spent