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I feel a tad cool without her on my lap, but then I see her kick off her high heels and step between my legs. I adjust in my seat, hungrily watching her.

She slowly lowers herself down, trailing her fingers down my chest.

My dick is already straining in my pants. She rubs over it and leans forward to kiss me again as she unzips my pants. I feel relief as she tugs my underwear down to let my dick spring free. She looks up at me, and there’s a lust in her eyes I’ve never seen. She slowly lowers her head and kisses the very tip of my dick, which is already dripping with pre-cum.

She licks her lips and twirls her little tongue around the tip of my dick, and I groan, dropping my head back.

“God, that’s so good,” I murmur as she sucks on the head of my dick and then slowly takes in more and more.

She gags slightly when my cock hits the back of her throat, and she slowly pulls back. I rest back and enjoy the feel of her hot mouth enveloping my shaft.

But I don’t want to cum, so as we approach my orgasm, I stop her. “Let’s go somewhere more private.”

She smiles, and I stand, leaving my cock standing at attention. I lead her to my bedroom, and once in, I pull my shirt off and drop it on the floor. “Bend over the bed.”

I can see she’s swaying slightly. I feel like I’m swaying, but all I can think about now is her wet pussy hugging my erection.

She smiles and pulls down her pants and then her panties. She steps out of them and undoes the buttons of her shirt to reveal her large breasts straining in her bra.

I pull her to me. “Bend over now,” I growl the words, my desire for her burning like a fire deep inside me.

She smirks and climbs onto the bed on all fours, her ass in the air. I smirk and run my fingers through her lips, feeling how wet she is for me. I remember this pussy so well. It always tasted good and always pleasured me. I move two fingers in and out of her, stretching her slightly. She rocks back and forth, and my dick strains toward her. I pull my finger out and spit in my hand. Tacky, I know, but it does the job. I lube up my dick before I position it at her entrance. I hold onto her hips, remembering how she liked being dominated, how she liked it rough. I don’t hesitate to thrust into her and immediately start pounding in and out of her.

The cries out of her mouth only make me hotter, keeping a firm hold on her hips as I chase my orgasm. Her right hand slips between her legs, and she yelps out little cries as she rubs her clit while I’m pounding into her.

I can feel my balls tightening in anticipation, and I reach forward, pushing her upper body down. Then I place one hand on the small of her back while the other continues to hold her hips. I slam into her hard and hold myself there while I come deep inside her. I then move again and slam hard after a moment, releasing the rest of my cum.

I feel spaced out, drunk on alcohol and pleasure, as I pull my semi-hard dick out of her and watch my cum slowly drip out.

She’s still fingering her clit, and I see her clench up as she chases her own orgasm.

In a mixture of mess and bodily fluids, we shift around until we both collapse onto the bed. I’m so tired, but I place an arm around her as she rests her head on my chest, and soon I doze off.

Chapter 5 - Shirley

I blink my eyes open and glance at my watch. It’s almost two in the morning, and Evgenii is snoring softly in the bed beside me. I briefly study his face in the light from the moon filtrating the room. He looks good with stubble, and I’m almost tempted to stay. But I can feel a headache coming on, and I still have a lot to do.

I slip into my clothes, knowing I’ll have to return to the bar area to get my shoes. As I sneak back through the house toward the front door, I notice his office door is open. I look around for guards, but none seem to be in the house. I tiptoe into his office and look around.

There’s moonlight streaming in through the open window, lighting up this room as well. I take out my cell phone and turn the flashlight on to investigate his desk.

It’s a mess, as usual, but I ruffle through the papers quietly, trying not to disturb them too much. My effort paid off as I found the first draft proposal for Don Pacheco.

I lay it out and take a photo with my phone before returning it where I think it belongs.

I then creep my way to the front door and let myself out. Guards turn to look at me. One nods and offers me my car keys. “Drive safely, ma’am.”

“Thank you,” I say casually, getting into my car and starting it up. I pull onto the road, plugging Alesssandro’s address into the GPS since I don’t know the way from here.

I pull up to the gate, and once the guard identifies me, I drive through to the garage.

Arianna and Carmine are having drinks while she works on her car. I smile as I get out of the Mini Cooper. “You two are up late.”

“We just got back from a race,” Carmine says, sipping his beer. “You look rough.”

I shake my head. “One drink too many.”

They laugh, and I know they want to tease me, but I hold a hand up. “Mock me all you want tomorrow. I’m exhausted.”

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