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If even for the night, she was always going to be mine…
Two weeks ago
I stare at the beautiful woman across the bar.
I see attractive women every day. They’re everywhere, especially when you’re Khristian Petrov, CEO of one of the biggest jewelry store chains in the world.
Women come and go like ships in the night. Every one of them wanted to get their claws stuck into me. But after my last failed relationship and my past history with women, I’m not a man who’s going to be tied down again.
I enjoy women. I treat them well, but it’s just sex. It means very little.
This woman, however, there’s something about her. Slightly innocent and sweet looking.
Her pale skin, black hair and those blue eyes… she has no idea how striking she is. I can tell by the way her eyes dip to the floor every time her eyes meet one of her many admirers. Make no mistake. Every man in the bar is checking her out.
She’s been here a few times with her friends, and I wonder if she knows what that roped off area is for on the other side of the bar.
I smirk at the idea of taking her in there.
Of what she’d think.
My dick stirs in response.
Still. I watch her. Wondering who she is and why her friends crowd around her protectively.
They’re good friends. She’s precious. They should protect her.
The men in this club are here for one thing and one thing only.
I’m here because I own the place.
I’m based in New York but I’m here in Seattle to open my new store. Things haven’t been going so great these past few weeks and I’m pissed I had to fly in and fix the mess I pay others to manage.
Right now, though? I’m glad I did.
Tonight looks like it may perk up.
Normally, I’d approach her and ask if she’d have a drink with me. Dinner, if I like her enough to feed her.
Inevitably she would. An hour later, we’d be fucking.
My lips twitch when I think about if my Krasavitsa would refuse me.
She seems a little… shy. It’s in the way she holds herself, constantly looking down, wringing her hands every now and then. Not my usual type. I like confident women, but I also like a woman who doesn’t know how beautiful she is. Like her.
That makes my cock grow even harder.
Many women think I like the aggressive type. Women who give it as good as they get, but my preferences are singular.
I like to please.
Being a pleasure Dom isn’t something I advertise, but it isn’t like I need to. Women enjoy it.
And needless to say, I get off on their pleasure.
Many women are surprised to find I enjoy giving pleasure, sometimes more than receiving it.
When I think about my Krasavitsa underneath me, I can barely contain my excitement at the idea of having her in my bed.
