A shiver ran down my spine as she turned it over.The palm reading began. I had expected it to be cheesy, but this was far beyond anything I could have...imagined. Everything she “predicted” was so vague it was impossible not to come true. She said things like: “You will meet someone soon.” No duh, we all meet people each end every day! She also said something about my boss giving me a raise, but I was already too bored to point out I didn’t have a boss.My mind started to drift. The heat of the. " The attendant laid the scroll on a low stand before King Khamul, and backed deferentially away. Not a sound was to be heard in the crowded hall as the King picked up the scroll and carefully read it."Master Trader Nurm and his retinue may approach Our Throne of Judgment." King Khamul's voice was low, but firm and resonant, easily reaching all corners of the hall. Shantar felt awkward and out of place in his rough garb of common brown, but hid his unease the best he could. His awareness of the. I slipped off the bar stool and turned my ass in his direction and tip-toed.“Do you think my shorts are too short?” I asked, bending forward slightly.I looked back to gage his reaction.“No,” he slowly replied. “They look very nice on you.”“My boyfriend says they are provocative,” I said, spinning around and facing him.“No,” he replied, “I wouldn’t call then ‘provocative’.”I slipped back on to the bar stool, spreading my legs as far apart as I could, and slipping my fingers along the inside edge. "Breathe, my pet," he reminds me as he feels my body stiffen under his.The end is so close; I can feel it humming inside me. It takes all my effort to breathe in deeply and breathe out slowly, the tightness in my chest easing slightly, staving off my orgasm for the moment.Almost as soon as it falls though, I sense it rising again, stronger than before.My demon's lips are back against my neck and he grunts as he slows his pace again. This frustrates me. I can feel a monster orgasm approaching.