Bad Santa (Book 8)

Taha slips behind me just a little, just so that he can look down and appreciate the lack of a panty line across my bare ass.

“Oh fuck… guilty as I feel right now Nikki, that is a good look for you.” He says boldly.

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“Fuck!! Don’t stare at my ass so much, I know my ass crack can be seen as I’m not wearing panties. Right?” I say, looking at him and then yelling to the waiter. “Heeyyy, hold onto our food order, we’ll be back.”

The waiter stares at me blankly, he looks sheepish, but is blushing. I can tell he stole that thong. God knows what he’s planning on doing with it.

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Taha thinks,

“I wasn’t just staring, I was imagining that dress riding up again, you bending over while grinding and dancing, your pussy lips being visible underneath, dripping juices of desire…”

Does Taha lose control and take Nikki? Find out…

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About Notty Nikki

I love to live life to the fullest. Life is way too short to sit and sulk and worry about things that are sad and gloomy. I love to write Erotica, it lets me live in a world of my own. In this world, I can be who I want to be and I can life my own lifestyle. It is a great way to escape the realities of the world we live in. On the flip side, I always stop to look at the pretty blue sky, with its lovely cottony silver clouds floating by. I love watching the night sky, with the millions of stars twinkling on and off. One of the best parts of my daily routine, is watching the sun rise over the hills and set in the sea. This is oh so beautiful! And yes, some of the things I write, I actually do experience in reality. The fun thing is, nobody will ever know the truth of which is real and which is not, in my Erotica.

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