Beau POV
No sooner does Beau have his date in his room, than his hands go directly to those massive t**s that have been taunting him all night. His date purposefully put them on display to drive him wild, and he’s eager to feel. Yet, she playfully bats his hands away.
“Sit,” she says. She grabs Beau’s desk chair, a simple wooden chair he never uses, and brings it to the middle of the room. “Let me strip for you.”
Beau jumps into the chair. Seeing his voluptuous date unwrap herself like a gift for his eager eyes? Hell yes. He moves so quickly that she giggles. Another victory for him, he lives to please.
“Hold on,” she says and brings out her phone. It takes her a suspiciously short amount of time to turn on a cliché striptease song with a heavy beat. But Beau’s an expert player, he’s n
