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CRISTIANO
Megan presses her dainty hands against the granite wall of the shower.
As she arches her back, allowing the water to run down her smooth skin, I slam my dick into her tight little pussy. Then I pound into her like this is the first time we’re fucking.
Even after the guys and I exhausted her, she’s still taking what I give her.
We’ve been together for hours. The guys left just before midnight and it’s now three in the morning.
I can’t remember the last time I stayed at the club all night. I’d planned to have one session of fun and then head home, but when Megan arrived, my mind changed swiftly.
Tonight was amazing. Megan was fucking amazing. I know Knox and Levi felt it too. Now I have her all to myself and I don’t want the sun to come up. I don’t want to step away from this fantasy and go back to the shit I’m dealing with when it comes to my grandfather.
If not for the incredibly late meeting the guys had with one of our VIP clients, I know they would have wanted to stay the night too to indulge in the beauty.
They’ll be happy when I tell them I’ll be booking her for three weeks. Even if the gesture is more for me than for them. They both like her, so they’ll see her as a treat.
I figured she’ll be able to provide some much-needed therapy after I hit them with the news of my grandfather’s marriage demands.
I plan to tell them later when we meet. I’m not looking forward to it.
Pushing the thought out of my mind, I focus on the beautiful woman in my arms. As I hammer into her luscious body, I allow myself to get lost in her and I can tell she does the same with me.
I know when a woman is fucking me because she wants something like money, power, or just being seen with me. None of that is here.
Megan is actually giving herself to me, and the only thing I can see her taking from me is the same thing I’m taking from her—the distraction.
Her need for it is, however, unlike mine because I can sense she’s in trouble.
Many of the girls who work here are, and the club is like a fucking conduit to sign your soul away. It’s where you come when you have no option but to sell your body.
Within moments of meeting Megan, I knew she needed serious money. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have accepted my offer to be shared by a dangerous group of men like us.
Distracting myself with her has worked, but it’s doing other things to me too I didn’t ask for. Like wanting to know more about her. And caring. I saw the way she looked when I made the offer. She almost cried.
The gratitude in her eyes made me want to cross the line and pry deeper into why she’s here.
She climaxes, throwing her head back and arching against me. The walls of her pussy wrap around my dick like a vice and as my balls draw up, I come too.
The goddess milks me clean, sending thrills racing over my body.
Fuck… this has to be the last time.
I need to stop and remember what this is and what it’s not. Every time I try to though, she touches me, and like some siren, she lulls me back into her.
When her knees buckle, I slip an arm around her waist to steady her.
She’s reached her limit. Maybe she reached it hours ago and me being the selfish bastard kept her going.
As I pull her to me and she smiles over her shoulder, I notice how exhausted she looks. But beneath her exhaustion is more desire.
“You’re fucking perfect.” I speak into her hair, inhaling the scent of strawberries and honey. I don’t know how often I’ve told her how perfect she is tonight, but each time she’s blushed as if it’s the first she’s hearing it.
“Thank you. You are too.”
“Thanks, baby.” I’m not perfect. Nothing is further from the truth, but I’ll take the compliment because it’s from her. “You need to sleep now.”
“I’m fine. I’m not tired.” Her voice sounds weary. A complete contrast to what she’s telling me.
