Chapter 8

• Sugar felt herself getting aroused just by the way the man looked at her. Even though she wasn't undressed yet, his gaze seemed to pierce into the very depths of her being. And whether she admitted it or not, she liked it.
• How had this happened? Never in her life had she felt this way about a client. She was never attracted to them. But this man—there was something different about the way he looked at her.
• The slow music filled the dimly lit room. The man, seated on a plush couch, was stroking his hard shaft, and to Sugar’s eyes, it was massive—hard, huge, and long. Her body swayed in rhythm with his movements, his hand moving up and down his length.