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Chapter 18

Ian

Sweat and cum glisten on her body.

A shiver runs through mine.

She pulls her dress on, and all I can think is how fucking lucky I am. Never before has such a beautiful woman graced my presence, and—better yet—I’ve just spent the afternoon spoiling her and ravaging her.

Today couldn’t be a better day if I had spent it obtaining another billion dollars. Meg is an absolute fucking delight, and I’ve had the most pleasure courting her.

Normally, I’d be done right about now. I’d be bored and looking for my way out.

Not with her. I’m still hungry.

“May I?” I ask, offering to zip her dress once it’s back into proper position on her body.

“Yes, please,” she responds as she spins around, giving me a fucking glorious view of her ass.

I pull the zipper all the way to the top and pull her beautiful hair back, just wanting to put my hands through it. She tilts her head back over her shoulder and gives me a seductive, sultry look.

My own heart skips a beat at her amazing beauty, and I stand close to her and wrap my arm around her waist.

“Come, Meg. Let’s get this all wrapped up for you,” I suggest. “We should be heading back to the manor, yes?”

“Yeah, just one moment,” she responds.

She’s facing herself in the mirror, brushing the dress down to get any wrinkles out and checking herself out one last time.

I don’t know if she’s done it on purpose or by pure mistake, but she still has a rather significant amount of both of our cum drizzling down her legs, running from the tease line of her dress all the way to her ankles.

Either way, it serves as a hell of a decoration for such a ravishing young woman, and I won’t point it out. It’s entirely appropriate. Besides, we’ll be returning home after this, and she’s free to retire to the washroom for a relaxing bath.

I take her hand, and we walk from the dressing room to the checkout counter.

“Did you find everything you were needing?” the cashier asks politely.

“Absolutely. Thank you,” I respond, acknowledging her sincerity.

I like to think that I’m much more polite than most of the more wealthy individuals I’ve encountered in my life, all while still maintaining my own sense of entitlement.

I pull out a gold American Express card and pass it to the cashier, not bothering to hear the total. She swipes it, places the receipt in one of the bags, and we take them from the counter and make our way through the outdoor mall to the limo.

It’s a gorgeous day outside, and there are many people flocking outside, enjoying the mall at their leisure. One particularly fun note is that there are many of them turning their heads at us, staring at my gorgeous prize of a woman and noticing her accessory running down from between her legs as we strut to our vehicle.

My chauffeur is waiting at the passenger door of the limo, ready to open the door for us.

“Hello, James. Did you enjoy your break?” I inquire. “Lovely day outside.”

“Yes, sir, as a matter of fact I did. Thank you so much for asking,” James responds.

He’s been a loyal employee of my family for many years. He’s almost like family himself. I care to check in with him.

“Of course, James,” I respond as I help Meg into the limo ahead of me.

Admittedly, while I’m being a gentleman, I have her ahead of me also to check out her spectacular ass.

I climb in behind her, and we sit side by side. The limo door closes, and James comes around to the front. He starts the car, and we depart for our destination.

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