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“And what if that day doesn’t come?” I asked, the question becoming serious. “The day when I agree to a date?”
“Then hey, at least I’ll be less of a tool. Kind of a win-win.”
My last inch of willpower slipped away, and I rewarded him with a grin.
“Okay, Tate. Prove me wrong. Be the sort of guy I’d go out with.”
“It’d be my pleasure,” he replied.
He slipped me a small peck on the cheek, and then released me from his grip.
“See you around, Kiki.”
With that, Tate began to whistle a tune and strolled away from me into the maze of his casino.
CHAPTER 14
Tate
HOLY shit.
My encounter with Kiki had left me sweating. I’d never met a girl who could play such hard ball with me, and I was finding that I liked it. I thought her feistiness would start to wear — there certainly were easier catches in the sea, and I could speed dial any one of them and have them at Dazzlers in moments — but it was only becoming more intriguing. Kiki had morals, a dictum by which she lived her life. She was… different.
And beautiful. Don’t forget beautiful.
Speaking of which — I had a burgeoning erection that was threatening to turn my pants into camping grounds. I needed to take care of my arousal and fast, before some wandering tourist tweeted a picture of my unfortunate situation.
I cast about for some kind of private hidey-hole. There were plenty of secret spots in Dazzlers, but they weren’t private, per se. They were more like gathering locations for other wealthy, flamboyant people. No, I needed alone time, and a public bathroom wouldn’t do.
The answer came upon me all at once, and I grinned. It was perfect.
I cut through the crowds who reeked of cologne and, beneath that, raw body odor and made my way to the side of the lobby, past a few bars and baubles.
In short time, I was at the “lower office” section of Dazzlers, where we housed a few essential staff members. Staff members like, for instance, Jack.
This wasn’t going to be my finest hour as a boss, it’s true. But in my defense, he was a dirtbag. Would anyone disagree? He ran the casino like his personal stardom. Hell, he’d been about to fire Kiki over her smart mouth. Surely a little revenge wouldn’t be amiss…
“Jack?” I said, opening the door to his office.
Sure enough, he was seated at his plain Ikea desk. The whole room had about as much personality as he did, which is to say, none. Everything was corporate and in varying shades of gray. There were no pictures, no books, nothing. He was a blank canvas of a person.
Jack sat up stick-straight. “Can I help you with something, sir? It’s a surprise — I mean, a pleasure — to see you here, sir.”
“Get out,” I ordered him. “I need your office for five minutes.”
His eyes bulged. You could see him actively try to contain his questions, to do what he always did — that is, blindly follow orders. After a split second, he nodded an uncertain assent.
“Okay… I suppose it must be important.”
My hand covered my bulging crotch. “It is.”
Jack scooted back from his chair, shot me a greasy smile and then slithered past me and out the door.
“Text me when you’re done!” he said before moving into the hallway.
Perfect. Sometimes, it’s nice to have a bunch of patsies at your beck and call.
I slammed the door shut and turned the metal lock. I could wait no longer.
In seconds flat, I’d tugged down my pants and my underwear, whipping out my hard cock. It was throbbing with thoughts of Kiki — her knowing green eyes, those arched brows, and her voluptuous tits. For someone so small, she packed quite a punch with those curves.
Taking a deep breath, I began to pleasure myself, stroking my hand up and down the length of my dick, the enjoyment made all the finer knowing I was utilizing my employee’s office as a personal masturbation den.
“Oh, Kiki,” I groaned, tilting my head back against the wall and thrusting my hips out, picturing what it would be like to ravage her core, penetrating her ever deeper until we reached one glorious communion.
I tilted my head down and spat on my member, lubing it up so that I could tug even faster. Even after only a few seconds of attention to my needy dick, I knew I was near orgasm. Kiki had done a damn number on me.
I stumbled to Jack’s desk, flopping back in the chair without ceasing my strokes. My back arched as the pace of my motions increased. Oh God, I was so fucking close, I just needed a few more mental images to push me over the edge.
Kiki. I thought of her, legs spread wide on the desk before me, playing with her clit and daring me to not to come.
