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But when I decided I was launching a fitness empire…well, I would have been an idiot not to reconnect with him. What makes a gym look tougher than being partially owned by a former mafia hit-man and ex-con?
Power Plus got Chase back on his feet after prison, and now it’s made us billionaires. The Protein Plus line is just going to propel us even higher—and with Kara at our side, who knows what else we can do?
Sky’s the fucking limit—which is saying something, since we’re already miles over the Pacific as we speak.
“Can I get you boys anything?” the flight attendant asks, poking her head into the suite for what must be the fifteenth fucking time in the last hour.
“What did I tell you last time?” I ask.
“Well, you said no, but—” she licks her lips, staring at me, then at Chase, and then back to me again.
“Nothing’s changed,” I inform her. “We’ll ring you if we need anything—but more likely than not, we won’t.”
If Kara was awake, I’d show this slut of a flight attendant exactly how little we need her nosy ass poking around in our private suite. Let her walk in on Kara’s sexy ass bouncing up and down on my 12-inch dick—we’d see what this bitch thought s
he could fucking do for us then.
I figured my brush-off would have been enough to send the flight attendant packing, truth be told—but nope. She’s still fucking here, sliding her tongue over that gaudy red lipstick she’s got painted all over her lips and trying to think of a reason to linger for a little longer.
“Is that, um...Is that Kara Gilmore? From Miss Sexy USA?”
I nod, and Chase stays fucking still as a statue. He looks bored, honestly, but I also know that he’s making an effort not to move so he doesn’t wake up the angel sleeping on his shoulder right now.
“I recognized her from the pageant,” the flight attendant admits. “I was…um. I was there. When she fell and everything—you were the guys who ran onto the stage and helped her up, right?”
I nod again. I don’t need to enter a fucking dialogue with this bitch—I just need her to say her piece so she can leave us in peace.
“And when she gave that speech…it was you two she was talking about, wasn’t it?”
I nod. Fucking Christ. Leave, bitch. My angel is sleeping—I wouldn’t mind getting a little shut eye with her. It’s fucking dumb, but if Kara isn’t awake, I fancy the idea of meeting her in my dreams.
“Wow,” the flight attendant breathes. “Two guys at once…and you’re the best sex she’s ever had.” She bites her lip, trying to get at something. Two fucking guesses at what. “I wonder what that’s like,” she says softly as her fingertips toy with the buttons of her shirt.
“Not interested,” I inform her.
I see all her dreams and fantasies come crashing down around her. Just like that.
“P-please?” she says, shifting tactics.
She looks fucking desperate now. I almost feel bad for her…but fuck. On Kara, desperation is the sexiest thing in the world. Like she’d do anything to come or to get at our cum.
On this woman, it just looks sad.
“Flattered,” I tell her, trying to let her down gently. “But not interested.”
“I-I’ll do anything,” she whispers, coming closer. “Anything you want. I swear—you can even…” She looks around, like she’s so embarrassed that she wants to make sure that no one else is listening. “You can even put it in my ass, if you want.”
I try and fail to suppress a laugh.
I’ve been in Kara’s sexy ass every day of the fucking week lately. As has Chase.
“I don’t think you understand me,” I say firmly. “This isn’t going to end the way you want it to end.”
“Trot back out that door,” Chase suggests, just as firm. “Don’t come back in here again, and we’ll all just forget that this ever happened. Capice?”
“Oh…god. Wow,” she breathes. “You’re even hotter than I imagined. Look, please. Please fuck me? Pretty…pretty please? I could…I could suck you off. She wouldn’t even know. Our little secret. Just one taste!”
She looks on the verge of fucking tears. Like she’s going to cry like a bitch if she doesn’t get at our cocks right fucking now.
