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He’s the brains behind the new casino complex, with Margaret’s money behind him. He’s got enough politicians in his pocket to make anything he wants happen.
“Bill Glover?” I ask, nodding to everyone else but letting him know they are all secondary. “Margaret speaks very highly of you. You’re the man to talk to if I want to get things done in this city.” I pause as we finish our handshake, and gesture to Margaret. “She’s quite something, isn’t she?”
That earns me a blushing smile. She’s so fucking easy.
Glover nods on a swallow of his whiskey, and from the slight curve of his lips, he knows I’m blowing blazing Vegas sunshine up Margaret’s ass.
And he approves.
“She certainly is. Margaret says you are the man to meet to put something together that will solve our staffing issues and reduce our human resources obligations by half. Over ten years…that will make us all rich.” He smiles. “Who am I kidding? We’re already rich.Richer. That’s always the goal, isn’t it? Keep the money where it belongs.” He chuckles like only rich old white guys do, like life is just a game and keeping everyone else from playing is the ultimate score.
I nod and launch into inconsequential bullshit. Give, give, give, then ask. Sales 101.
I laugh at every lame joke, ask questions, get them another drink, then another. I ask more questions, reading more into what they don’t say than what they do. Then, I ignore them.
I say nothing.
First one to speak loses.
Lather, rinse, repeat. It’s patience that takes home the trophy.
Within an hour, Bill would eat out of a dog food bowl if I told him to.
I assure him my connections will solve his staffing problems. I have him on the hook, and now, it’s time to leave him hanging without mentioning the specific details of the deal that will save my life.
That’s a calculated risk, and one I have to take. Never act like you need them, that’s the first rule of the con.
The second rule is, never leave when someone is ready to shove money at you. But tonight, those hard and fast rules of the past are watered down whiskey. The top shelf straight shot is waiting for me upstairs.
I’ve laid a foundation and my instincts tell me, walking away now is the move to make. Make them want what you have, then make them think they can’t have it.
Hannah is the deal I need to bring home tonight. I’m obsessed with how she smiled when I relieved myself all over her tits and her nose like I’d just delivered ten dozen roses. Taking her ass like that, out in the open and before I claimed her virginity, might have been harsh, but that little girl makes me lose my mind.
I know her pussy is going to change my life forever. My vision of stretching her rookie baby maker full of my dick on those white sheets can’t wait any longer. I’m addicted and I already know that hot pink playground is going to rule me every fucking day from now until they put me in a box.
I shoot her a quick text as I exit the ballroom.
Me: You being a good girl? I’m on my way to feed you another round of Daddy’s special cream in that special spot that tingles when I give it kisses. It’s cherry popping time, baby.
She doesn’t answer
The last ten steps to the door of our suite feel like an eternity. Turning the knob, I’m greeted with another gift.
And this gift nearly doubles me over.
“Hi.” Her sweet voice wraps around my heart and tugs.
She gives me that girl-next-door smile while standing by the window, wearing the black lace garter belt and lace topped stockings that were part of the wardrobe I sent her. But the cherry on top? She’s got her hair in two high pigtails while she sucks on a round, red lollipop.
“Where’d you get that?” I nod toward the candy on a stick she’s wrapping her tongue around and my cock hardens into the density of petrified oak.
She shrugs. “Maaaaaargaretsaid if we needed anything just to call down on that phone.”
She bobs her head toward the desk, her blonde pigtails bouncing around her face.
“And you asked for a lollipop?” I advance through the room, raking a hand over my face.
“Cherrylollipop.”
