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She laughs, pushing me away. “Is that so?”
She hops to her feet and makes her way toward my room, ass bouncing as she walks. I’m staring like a hungry animal.
“That’s right,” I say, following her inside.
Digging inside my closet, she grabs an old t-shirt of mine, throwing it on.
“Fine,” she says. “I’ll stay and make myself at home.”
She jumps onto my bed and reaches for me to come toward her. I walk and drop onto my mattress, lowering between her legs. She straddles my neck and runs her finger across my collarbone.
Life is good. Life is very good.
For now.
Madison
We don’t catch a wink of sleep.
We just stay up talking, fucking, and drinking. Life with Rocco is something else. It’s like a dream. Only problem is I’ll have to wake up sooner or later.
I don’t want to know what that entails.
“What do you want from this life?” I ask.
He inhales and chuckles. “Are you seriously asking me that?”
“Come on. I want to know you. You own basically everything, right? You have all the money you can dream of. What else could you want? I want to know,” she says.
“Is that what you care about? Money?” he asks. “Is that why you’re with me?”
He looks almost offended. I’m forced to do damage control.
“No, not at all,” I tell him. “Money means nothing. It can’t buy you happiness.”
“You’re right about that,” he says. “I don’t have someone like you.”
I feel a little embarrassed. “Don’t be facetious,” I say.
“From the outside, it looks like I have everything in the world. You’re partly right, too. I have a lot more than I thought I could ever have. My wealth keeps growing, but I have no one to share it with. All of these experiences I have, like, when I travel to Europe… I’m always alone. That’s the one thing I wish I could change,” he says.
“So you’re lonely,” I say.
“Not lonely,” he corrects me. “Alone. No purpose. No family. What am I supposed to accomplish at my age?”
I feel oddly connected to him, lying with him like this. My hands grip his muscles as we both stare at his vaulted ceilings.
Here I am, thinking he’s just some sex-crazed billionaire, but then he comes around and says something real like that.
Who is this man? What is he doing building hotels for a living? He used to be a criminal…
When the light creeps in through his windows, I tell him I should go. It’s not that I have anything to do, really. My life is relatively easy, especially since I’ve been ousted from my father’s company. I can’t say I’m happy about that, but it does make it so my days are relatively relaxed.
“Come on.” He squeezes my ass. “Don’t leave. Where could you possibly go at a time like this?”
“Home.” I smile, rolling my panties over my ass.
“No, don’t do that.” He eyes my underwear. “You’re killing me, woman.”
