Free What Happens On Venus . . .: New Adult Group Male POV Romance by Sharon Love Page B

I’d been looking for, Leo caught my Venus in a trap.
    “Don’t I know you?” he asked.
    I whipped around, but it was too late, he had his hand resting on her lower back. “You work as a waitress at the bar.”
    Heather was silent, she raised her eyebrows to Leo, then turned to me and nodded.
    Taking her cue, I pulled her to my side. “Leo, this is Venus. My nemesis and she’s here with me.” I was ecstatic when Heather played along.
    “We’re more like batman and cat woman. I love him, but I’m compelled to fight him.” She snuggled into my shoulder, then raked her claws down my chest.
    “Oh.” Leo tapped his hands slowly together three times. It was a half clap. “Well done. You certainly came through.” He took Heather’s hand and kissed it. “Hope to run into you later. Maybe upstairs.”
    She retracted her hand and tucked it behind her back. “Maybe. If Jimmy wants to go.”
    When Leo cleared out, I confessed the whole thing to Heather. About how she was supposed to be bait to get me up to the party room, but I hadn’t asked her about it because I was having too much fun with her. “I respect you. I don’t know what they’re doing up there.”
    “Could be fun. We could get to know each other more intimately.” She stretched up to my ear. Heather was easily four inches shorter than I was. “I like to have fun.”
    Her breath was hot on my neck and her lips nibbling on my ear sent a shiver up my spine. I bit my lip, holding back my next thought, but when she stuck her tongue in my ear, I caved. “Let’s go check it out.”
    “Goody.” She turned my head and planted her lips on mine. They weren’t there long enough for a tongue exchange, but still it was an amazing kiss.

    The elevator ride took too long and I began to sweat in the cramped space. I took off my heavy jacket and fanned my face. “Is it hot in here?”
    “Are you nervous? Or scared of me?”
    “That’s not it.” It probably was it. But I didn’t have time to explain. We’d arrived at our floor and the doors opened. “You’re not obligated to do anything,” I said with my hand on the door handle of the hotel room.
    “But I can do whatever I want. And I want you to be the big shot.” She rapped on the door. “You do have a big shot, right?”
    I was still processing her remark when Dallas opened the door. He handed us two cups of space punch. “To the happy couple.” He toasted in the air. “Look who showed.”
    In the room three other guys, including Leo sat on the bed. All eyes turned from the television screen to the female stepping into their lair. They all looked pretty guilty, four men gearing up to jack off in one room. The tide had turned now. Where were their dates? Had they all struck out or did they even try to bring women with them?
    “Is that the real Natalie Portman?” Heather asked, tilting her head toward the fanfic porn playing on the screen.
    “We could turn it off,” Dallas said, his hand on the remote.
    Leo knocked it from his hand. “It’s a stunt double. Think you can do better,” Leo dared Heather.
    “Hmmm.” She didn’t miss a beat and challenged him back. She stood between the bed and the television, propped her hands on her hips, spread her legs, and bent over, exposing the guys to a string of a thong. “Doesn’t look too hard,” she said, righting herself up.
    “Fuuuuccccckkkk,” Mitchell, groaned.
    “You’d need a partner,” I offered, downing the punch we’d been given at the door.
    “Excellent idea.” She pulled me over to her and pressed her hot body against mine. I was already feeling an erection starting. She felt it too and cupped my hard on. “Can you perform?”
    This was escalating fast. If she’d snaked her hand in, I would’ve had to call it a day and cum in my pants. I swallowed hard and directed her back to the screen. “We can’t do that alone. It’s an orgy.”
    She turned to the screen and watched for a few minutes. It was a typical bad porn flick