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Ian’s Gulfstream G700 had a private room in the rear, complete with a bed. Luke stood, walking to the back, sliding the walnut brown door closed. He switched on a lamp and fell back on the bed, holding the phone in front of his face. How’s it going tonight?
“Just a routine night, as you saw,” I rolled my eyes, smiling, “but I miss you.”
He chuckled. I haven’t even been gone long.
“So?”
I miss you too. His gaze filled with desire. Go to my office.
“Yes, sir.”
Good girl.
Keeping the phone on my face, I hurried to the elevator and up to the executive suites. He removed his shirt, knowing his muscles and tattoos would always be my weakness. Yanking the lobby door open, I took my keys from my bag and dumped them on my desk in passing. He propped his head up on pillows as I unlocked his office, turned the lights on, and closed the door.
Lock it.
I twisted the lock. “Now what?”
Prop the phone on my desk.
“Your shades are open.”
The club’s top floor was the only one with windows, but they were all tinted. The room was also equipped with sleek black shades that could be controlled remotely and lowered as desired.
Put it on my desk, now, and sit in my chair.
4
HOLLYWOOD’S PLAYGROUND
LUKE
She swayed over to my desk and placed the phone on the charging dock before sitting on the edge of my black leather chair. The room was dimly lit, but her presence brought a radiance to the dark walls. She waited for my commands, and I loved seeing her there in that oversized chair.
“You know what I want, baby girl.”
I unbuttoned and unzipped my black jeans, keeping my eyes fixed on her. She took off her glasses and placed them on the desk, pushing her breasts together in front of the camera for me to see. Standing, she moved back and ran her nails up her thighs, lifting her skirt. With her fingers hooking the hem of her red lace thong, she twisted her hips as she slid it off. Watching her put on a show for me was one of my favorite things.
I spit into my hand before reaching into my boxer briefs and gripping my shaft, moving my hand up and down as I watched her sit back in my chair with her legs draped over the arms. Her pussy was now fully exposed to me, and she sucked on a finger before trailing it down to touch herself. A string of saliva stretched between her finger and mound as she pleasured herself for me.
“Is this what you want to see? Me touching myself for you?”
“Yeah, baby.” I fisted my cock harder, running the tip of my thumb over my Prince Albert piercing. “I can hear how wet you are for me.”
“How hard are you?”
Tilting the phone toward my lap, I showed her proof of just how much I wanted to be inside her right now, massaging the entire length of my cock for her. A small moan escaped her lips, and I faced the camera back toward my face.
“So hard,” she whined, biting her bottom lip.
“As you can see, I miss you like crazy.”
She pressed her index and middle fingers to her inner lips, spreading them apart, showing me her glistening slit. “Do you like this view?”
“Mmm, so wet. Rub your clit.”
She obeyed, massaging herself while dipping her other fingers inside. I pumped faster, imagining myself moving in and out of the pussy I’d become addicted to since the first time I entered her. Her warm glow drew me in and the more I watched her soaked fingers plummeting in and out of her, and the sound coming from her hole, I was allowing myself to lose control.
