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She looks down to the ground as she quickly moves inside where it’s safe. I slam the door shut, and take a long, deep breath out.
Stripping nude and turning the water hot, I let the steam rise and fill the bathroom. I step beneath the stream of water and begin to rinse my body. My cock is still hard, begging for release and for her.
I contemplate calling one of the girls to come by and help get this frustration out of my system, but that would be bad form under the same roof as my new wife. I could swing by in the morning for a quick fuck and get this tension out of my system instead. It’s what I pay them for, to be ready whenever I call.
I learnt a long time ago that most women who say they’re only up for a bit of fun, always expect more, and I quit wanting to feel like an asshole every time I didn’t look back. I don’t feel bad though, they’re always given fair warning. Marriage was never in my future so relationships were off limits. High-class escorts love the thrill and the money that my company brings and are always very willing participants and come with assurances of not being trapped in an unwanted pregnancy.
And I certainly doubt my wife will be giving me action any time soon. But fuck when that day comes, and it will, I’m going to need the week off work to clear my dirty mind of all the things I want to do to her.
That thought alone has my dick aching. I take it in my hand and begin stroking. I imagine her in my arms, naked and soaking wet. I imagine what she feels like beneath my hands, the slight quiver of her body and her subtle moans as her head falls back. Her nipples are hard and pebbling from the water, I squeeze them and trace them with my fingers. My hand slides down her body, the water makes it easy, and I slide my hand between her legs. I can feel she is wet, and I slide a finger inside her tight pussy, her head falling back as I rub her clit. She’s moaning now and I can tell she’s close. Her inner walls tighten around my fingers as she starts to cum. I speed up my pace, and she is soon grinding herself against my hand. She throws her head back, her hair dripping with water and her eyes glazed over with pleasure.
“Fuck,” I continue to stroke my cock, closing my eyes and picturing her dropping to her knees in front of me.
Her lips wrap around my shaft, her hand on my balls, stroking them in rhythm with me pumping into her mouth. I can feel her throat work around me, as she pulls back and forth, until she gags.
“Fuck, oh fuck,” I groan as my cock erupts, shooting hot jets of cum across the shower tiles.
My body slumps, my hands press up against the wall, letting the hot water run down my back. While the release was much needed, it still hasn’t helped ease the tension that has been building all day. Between the consuming thoughts of her, and the rage I still feel from the meet, I’m still wound up tight.
I kill the shower, drying myself off and dress in black drawstring pyjama pants, and head straight for my office.
Most of my men have gone home for the night but I’ve asked a few to stay back and patrol the property. I have a feeling my sexy new wife won’t be able to resist the urge to run. I work through the night in my office and just as expected, not long after 3am, I see her small frame creeping through the foyer across from my office door.
She’s silent, like a ghost, dressed in my white shirt and nothing else. I finish the last mouthful of the Macallan I’ve been nursing, waiting for this exact moment. I even left the front door unlocked for her, all part of my plan. I stand from my chair, puffing my chest as I breathe in deeply. It’s time to take her to my bed.
7
Lilly
Busted.
As soon as I opened the door, the big guy with tatts who was leaning against a large white pillar, turns around to face me
“Don’t you ever sleep?” I snap irritated.
I thought I was a night owl, but this guy might have me beat. He’s been by Ren’s side since the first time I opened my eyes at the hotel room, and all throughout today’s nightmare. Surely, he needed to recharge at some point. I, however, have spent the better part of the last two days unconscious, so at least I have an excuse for being up at three in the morning. That and the fact that for the first time in eighteen months, Sergei knows exactly where I am. That thought alone has my anxiety skyrocketing and me itching to plan my escape.
A smile breaks out across his face, but he doesn’t answer, only nods, and not to me. His eyes glance over my head, and I turn to see Ren, rocking a pair of black drawstring pyjama pants, hung low on his hips. My body takes over, as I let my eyes roam over his bare, muscled chest, down to his well-defined six pack and further down to the very distracting V-line that points all the way down to his...
“Are you lost sweetheart?” Ren breaks through my lustful trance and I quickly look up to see an infuriating smirk on his unfairly gorgeous face.
His eyes sweep down my body and freeze when they land on my chest. They grow dark and hungry, his smile replaced by a look that sends my heart racing.
I sneak a peek down and see the problem: My nipples are rock hard, and his shirt that I am wearing is doing nothing to conceal them. I curse my traitorous body for the millionth time since our unfortunate meeting as I cross my arms over my chest. Which only serves to make my breasts more prominent now.
God damn it.,
I try not to think about the fact that after my shower, I refused to put on two-day-old underwear and am currently going commando. Straightening my shoulders, I return his heated gaze with narrowed eyes shooting daggers in his direction.
He obviously thinks he caught me trying to do a runner but considering my current attire I obviously wasn’t planning to make my escape. I was just simply trying to get the lay of the land, and check which doors were locked, so when the opportunity did present itself, I’d be ready.
“No, I’m not lost.” I glance back to the big man who is now watching the show with an amused expression as he sucks back on his cancer stick. “I just knew he would be out here and wanted to see if I could bum a smoke.” I turn back to Ren, proud of my quick thinking.
He tilts his chin for me to go ahead, effectively calling my bluff.
Great. I hate those stupid things. I tried it once and nearly coughed up a lung. But a girls got to do what a girls got to do.
I spin around and smile sweetly at Mr. Tattoo. “Hey.”
