Sinful Pleasure (The Millionaires Social Club) Read Free

in awe with what she was seeing. "There's so much more going beyond those halls over there." He pointed at the opposite side of the room where Emily could barely make out a dark hallway.  
    "Let's go," he said. He lead her down two steps as he walked ahead of her holding her hand to guide her past a man who was fondling his cock through his pants as he watched the girl on the stage.  
    He must be at least fifty to sixty years old , she thought. He looked up at her as she passed by and gave her a courtesy smile and gentleman's wink. Most women would think he's just a dirty old man old enough to be her father. But Emily didn't think twice about it since she had actually dated a couple of older men and had a great time with them. Even though they never turned into any full blown relationship, she did sleep with one of the guys and was quite surprised how he managed to make her have multiple orgasms. He definitely had a golden tongue and staying hard was not an issue even at his age.
    Luciano led her through the maze of tables and down a dimly lit hall about twenty feet long. Emily stopped and pulled back on Lucian halting him in his tracks. In the center of the room was a rather large black man who sat naked in a throne style chair. His stature was almost god-like and she guessed he must have been about six foot seven and nearing two hundred and fifty pounds solid. His thighs were the size of oak trees and his chest and biceps were a dead giveaway that he spent many hours working out at the gym. Emily's breathing stopped the moment she saw him, not because of his stature and good looks, but because of the massive size of the manhood that stood up between his legs. She had never seen anything near the size of his cock, but could reasonably determine that it was over a foot long. Two gorgeous girls, one white and one black, were splayed out on the floor in front him in a sixty-nine position. Their moans could be heard under the mood music.   Six well-built naked men gathered around the women. Two of the men wore masks which resembled the kind she had seen the time she went to New Orleans during Mardi Gras. She knew it must be some kind of fetish thing and dismissed it as such.  
    She stood for a moment watching the girls when she heard Lucian say, "Ahhh, Arias. How goes it, my brother?" Emily's focused jumped from the two sexy girls to the family body standing next to Lucian.  
    "You remember my brother, Arias, don't you?" asked Lucian.
    "Oh yes. Of course. The kitchen at Mister Barker's house," she said as she reached out to meet the hand of Arias. Arias stood before her in nothing but a small towel which was draped around his waist. His chest was chiseled and shaved clean, and his abdomen was finely sculpted showing a tapered "V" from the side of his hips pointing down to his groin area. It was the sexiest thing to Emily, seeing that special "V" pattern. It was her own little happy trail she would think about in her own little fantasies. His shoulders were capped with well-defined sculpts of muscle. She hadn't even seen Lucian naked, but could only imagine it would be like seeing a mirror image of the adonis who was standing almost naked before her now.  
    "Arias, this beautiful young lady is Emily."
    "Of course, it is," replied Arias as he placed his right hand lightly on Emily's waist. Her face flushed red and a shiver of lightning shot through her the moment he touched her. Emily picked up on his accent. It was much heavier than Lucian's.  
    "I can't believe you two are twins."
    "What? We don't look alike?" said Lucian as he and Arias laughed as if on cue.  
    "No. I mean, it's just ironic how I saw Arias the other night at Brad's house and now I've met you. I mean, it just seems like a small world."
    "Luciano and I were not always so close," said Arias. "You see, he had come to the United States several years ago to start a computer technology company. Meanwhile, I stayed in our native country of Bolivia to be with my