Free Fire and Desire (BWWM Romance) by Rebecca K. Watts Page A

Certain men like privacy, and that’s where my back rooms come in. It’s just like my website, one on one.” She laughed. “In reality, there is sharing on the website, but the men are still in the privacy of their own homes or wherever.” She clicked the mouse, selecting Asia’s picture as one of her favorites. Antonio shook his head in agreement. Asia looked stunning in her red teddy, lying on a white rug in front of a fire place.
    “I’ve been to plenty of gentlemen’s clubs and have seen some amazing women. They still don’t do it for me.” His hazel eyes were on her for a moment before he turned back to the monitors. “Take, for example, all the beautiful women you have on your website. Not once have I felt the urge to…um…do what the men do.”
    “Masturbate?” She held back her smile at Antonio’s uneasiness.
    “Yes, that.”
    “You’re not getting the privacy or the connection. You’re watching twenty to thirty-five girls at once. I bet if you clicked on the view for just one, it would be different.” Emily got up and walked over to him. Her arm brushed his, causing her to shudder as she reached for the touch screen. “How about Brittany?” She selected the blonde.
    “Is that who you think my type is?”
    “I was just selecting someone in a private show. You pick. Vixen, Cherokee, Dawn, and MsX2u are available.”
    The look he gave made her feel as if he were looking into the window of her soul. “I don’t care who it is or how private it is. They don’t interest me.”
    “Not even if it were a private dance?” She looked at him and frowned.
    “Every man isn’t led by his other head. Other things can motivate us.” He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.
    “You want to bet?” She smirked. Her eyebrow rose.
    “Oh, I know where you’re going. You just have to be right. I’ll take on whomever you send my way.” He paused. “When it’s done, you will see. I miei occhi sono per voi.”
    “You plan on translating?”
    “I’ll tell you later. Go ahead, and get your main girls,” he challenged.
    “I won’t need them.” She smiled.
    Grabbing Antonio by the hand, she led him down the hall to an empty room and unlocked it. She ushered him to the ottoman and left him sitting in silence.
    Emily rushed back to her bedroom and selected one of her outfits. Instead of using the door from the hallway, she entered through the bathroom entrance and snuck back in the room behind the sheer curtain. Taking a deep breath, she turned into her alter ego, Mercedes.
    “You ready for me, baby?” Mercedes said in a low seductive tone.
    “Show me what you got.” He looked at the camera. “I hope you’re watching this, Emily.”
    Pushing play on her iPod tower, Mercedes let the music get her in the mood. She was ready to blow Antonio’s mind. She emerged from behind the curtain in a Leopard dress with a V neckline down to her navel. The material barely covered her breasts. Slits on both sides came all the way up to her waist, showing her magnificently toned legs and side string of her black thong.
    Antonio’s eyes widened. He sat up upright with his mouth wide open. Composing himself, he shrugged and sat back on the ottoman.
    Doing the classic stripper walk to the beat of Ciara’s Promise, she walked with one leg in front of the other, her back arched, making her ass stick out farther than normal as she worked her way to the pole.
    “The name is Mercedes,” she purred, making eye contact with him. She stood in front of the pole with her legs spread apart. With a lick of her lips, she placed one hand on the pole and took three large steps around it. She walked around the pole slowly, then faster, building up momentum. Mercedes swung around, letting her body flow freely with her head hanging back. As she came to a stop, she placed her other hand on the pole. With the grace of a gymnast, she wrapped her legs around the pole and let go of her hands. Now upside down, she rolled her