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I’m going to record it so I can replay it and watch that ass stretch out for me while he writhes and whimpers underneath me.
“Hello?” the man says, but William just ignores him. He’s quietly quitting. He’s done.
I’ve convinced him that I’m the priority.
Motherfucking me.
His lips part and he’s panting and whimpering as I swallow him down my throat.
Blessedly, the call clicks off, and William groans loudly as he unloads into my mouth.
I drink down every last drop before licking him clean.
“Lexington,” he mutters, and my god, my name on his lips sounds like a dirty plea.
I swipe at my mouth with the back of my hand and then slowly stand up on shaking legs.
My hand wraps around his tie and I tug him toward me, pressing my lips to his. My tongue slips into his mouth and I let him taste himself on me.
When I finally pull away, I’m breathing heavily, and William’s dick is half-hard against his thigh.
“Are you almost done for the day?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Finish up and then let’s grab something to eat. We can go to my place after, and you can eat me for dessert.” I eye him and then tug on his tie again, just for fun. Who would have thought I’d like a man in a suit this much?
I want to tear off that tie and wrap it around his wrists, around his throat, around his dick.
I started this little sexual exploration with William as a means to exploit him, but now I just want to enjoy him.
“Plan on staying over. I want to do things to you in the middle of the night. Filthy things.”
Never have I ever let anyone but Emery sleep in my bed. But since I’m all of William’s firsts, it’s only fair that I give him some of mine.
Not that he needs to know this.
“I shouldn’t,” he protests.
I lean into him, and his chest expands.
“Oh, you should. And youwill. Now finish up so we can go. I’m hungry. And I’m a cranky bitch when I don’t eat.”
I take a step back and then lower myself into a chair on the other side of the desk. I throw my legs over the arm and pull out my phone.
I might as well look up this stalker while I’m just lounging here. I need to plan out exactly what I’m going to do with her when I find her. Diablo has already sent me some very gruesome and explicit ways to dispose of her.
I’d prefer not to use lye, Diablo. Thank you very much.
Federal prison would not be a good look on me. Orange is not my color.
But death certificates? Now, those I can do.
Oh, yes, this bitch is going to be very, very dead…on paper.
I can feel William’s eyes on me, so I flick mine up to meet his.
“Yes?”
