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“Oh, yeah. Look at you, Tara. So fucking hot how you suck my dick in your pretty little mouth.”
He held up her chin in the palm of his calloused hand and demanded eye contact. She moaned around his length as he watched her suck his cock.
“Ah, I’m almost there… Keep suckin’ that cock, Gorgeous. Suck me dry in that pretty mouth of yours… Ah!”
Hot, stringy spurts of cum filled her throat as she swallowed around him. She had to let some of it go since it was too much to swallow it all down.
His thumb swept the spilled cum from the corner of her mouth before it could drizzle down her chin. She swept his sticky cum with her wet tongue from his thumb as he held it out in front of her.
“Hmm. Fuckin’ perfect.”
He suddenly stood from his seat on the steps and hoisted her up by her arms.
“Now it’s your turn,” he said as he lifted her in his arms. He walked them to his bedroom, the pizza long forgotten.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Owen entered the site in the neighboring town Almida where he’d recently build another obnoxious hotel. He didn’t know what drugs that architect had been on, but Owen would much rather have none part of this entire project.
It did pay his bills, though, so he wasn’t complaining much. He checked on the lobby and reception first before he checked the state of the restaurant downstairs. He greeted a few of his workmen and after being satisfied with the briefing from Jim, his foreman, he went upstairs and checked on the sixty rooms.
In comparison to the other hotels in Almida, this boutique hotel was small and quaint. If it weren’t for the hideous flashy windows and the dark green plaster. He chuckled as he closed the door to the gym on the third floor as he thought about this hotel resembling the winter coats he’d bought his girls.
If he weren’t so damn vain, he would get himself one of those ugly ass coats himself. He was still lost in his head as he walked down the stairs, that he almost missed the female voices coming from downstairs.
“I know, right? I heard that she’s living with him in that house he bought from that old woman.”
“No way! And they have a kid together?” another female voice said, sounding a bit disappointed.
The first voice said, “Yeah. But I’ve seen that woman in Jenny’s yesterday. Apparently nobody likes her because she left him without even a goodbye. He didn’t even know she was pregnant.”
Owen didn’t know why his feet couldn’t move, but he kept listening in on these unknown voices gossiping about him and Tara.
“What a bitch!” the second voice said.
“Yeah. And she has those big tits that I’m sure she bought with his money and—”
Apparently his feet started to move since he stood before the two women in a heartbeat.
“Those are all natural,” he said. He eyed their hotel uniforms and when he took a closer look at their faces, he recognized one of them from a hook-up.
“Eh, hi…” the blonde he sort of recognized said.
“Hi. You were saying about my wife’s breasts?”
He wasn’t anywhere near married to Tara, but he liked to get the word around that she was. He hoped it would spare her from any more backlash in the future. Tara had been a target for gossip years ago and at the time Owen hadn’t done enough to stop it.
Sure, he’d been still a teenage boy. But he was a man now and he sure as hell would do anything to make life easier for his Tara.
The blonde almost tripped on the carpet in her five-inch heels. He was sure those hooker heels weren’t part of the uniform and already messed up the carpet but he couldn’t give a shit. He was almost done with this project, anyway.
He was glad he had other projects lined up for the next four years so he wouldn’t need to work with this architect and developer any time soon. These two conniving women were a good fit to this unsightly hotel, though.
“Oh, eh, nothing. Congratulations! On eh, becoming a father,” the brunette he didn’t know said.
“Thanks.”
The blonde shot out her arm when he made a move to walk away. “Wait! Don’t you remember me? I’m Tiffany…”
