Lady Viper

She has a way of looking at a man. That look only an innocent can manage. Only she’s far from innocent. The longing and hunger in her wide, gorgeous dark eyes is stark, there for all to see, except she manages to only show it when no one but her prey will notice. A man has enough time to think about it, realize he’s about to be trapped in a web of lust and need before he succumbs completely to her considerable charms--namely a sweetly beautiful face, firm, high breasts, and the most fantastic bubble butt this side of the Mississippi. From what I can tell, no man has ever left her arms unsatisfied, though she never goes to the same man twice. Some say no one can truly satisfy her. I say she just hasn’t met the right man...or men. Fortunately for all of us, she’s now set her sights on me…and my best friend.

“Hello, Bennett,” Piper said, addressing me as she approached the table. She wore jeans that hugged a perfectly rounded ass and a spaghetti-strap tank that showed her midriff and a little belly ring I wanted to thread my tongue through and see how long it took before I made her squeal. Her hair was long and loose; the tight curls cascading down her back made me want to grab a handful as I mounted her from behind. Directly on the heels of that thought came one that said while she rode the cock of another man…

I was fucked. Literally. Piper wanted something from me. I could see it in her eyes. She had a body made for sin while her face was that of an angelic cherub. Men who didn’t know her were terrified of lusting after her for fear of eternal damnation. It was a weapon the Viper used to her advantage. It was how she got the nickname to begin with. She lured men to her lair with that air of sweet innocence before she struck, leaving them breathless and panting, anticipating more only to toss them aside when she’d had her fill. I’d heard some name her a whore. “Bitch” was thrown in there liberally as well when she turned her nose up at a man she’d been with the previous night. Personally, I saw nothing wrong with it. Men did it all the time. Why not women?

“You’re looking particularly edible tonight, Piper,” I said, flashing her a wicked grin. Justin nearly choked as he mumbled something before trying to leave. No way that was happening yet. I snagged his arm before he could scurry off.

Even though her skin was a beautiful shade of coffee and cream, she still managed the most becomingly innocent blush. The girl was good, that was for sure. “You’re not looking bad yourself.” She glanced at Justin who, in all his blond, fair-skinned glory was practically glowing bright red. “Hi, Justin.”

“P-Piper,” he stammered.

She looked at the half-finished meals on the table before asking, “Were you finished or would you mind if I joined you?”

“I-I was j-just headed out,” Justin managed. It was all I could do not to snort.

“Have a seat,” I said, tugging Justin back to his. “We were nearly finished, but I’ll be happy to buy you a drink.”

She grinned brightly, her whole face seeming to light up the room. I could see why men fell for her. A woman with a killer body, an insatiable sex drive, and the sweetest smile in the world… Who wouldn’t want that?

“I’d love one,” she said as I flagged down the waitress.

“Whatever the lady wants,” I said, flashing her another grin.

“Just ice water with lemon,” she said sweetly.

Again, the image of her body naked and beaded with sweat flashed through my mind. This had to happen. It would happen if I had anything to say about it. She wasn’t drinking alcohol so she was definitely looking for something. I’d watched her habits enough to know she never drank when she was looking to hook up.

“What’s on your mind?”