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"I'll have a whiskey on the rocks. The best stuff."
The bartender instantly recognizes me.
"At once, Mr. Armstrong.”
The drink is quickly made and placed in front of me. I drain the glass in one long gulp.
“Another.”
The bartender nods.
“Are you sure you want to do this here?” Max appears at my side.
“Don’t worry, I’m not that stupid. I’ll go to my office after this drink.”
Max nods.
“Actually, I’ll go to my suite instead. Bring me a girl. I want to fuck. Being stuck with Shelby for as long as I have, I need to get rid of some of the tension.” My dick hardens in my pants at the thought of getting laid.
“I really don’t think that’s a good idea either.” Max’s brows furrow together.
“I don’t pay you to think for me,” I snap. “I pay you to look after me and get me what I want. Now go.”
Max gives me a shake of his head and walks away. I don’t need anyone telling me what to do today. I’m so on edge I’m pretty much ready to explode.
I motion for the bartender to get me another drink, and when it arrives, I get to my feet and make my way through the hotel to where I have private rooms.
They are hidden away from the rest of the hotel guests and include my own gym and swimming pool as well as six luxury bedrooms, alongside a massive kitchen and lounge area. They are decorated the same as the rest of the hotel—modern, light, and airy, with colorful glass accents.
Once inside my rooms, I take my suit jacket off and throw it casually over the back of the sofa. Normally I would make sure it was folded neatly, but I’m too stressed. Picking up the glass of whiskey again, I finish it in one gulp. I crack my neck, trying to relieve the tension, before I make my way back to the sofa and collapse on it.
“Damn, I really need a lay.” Rubbing my hands up and down my face, I groan loudly.
“Hopefully I can help you with that.” The soft feminine voice comes from behind me. Turning my head, I see Max has done exactly as I requested and brought me one of my favorite girls, Elodie.
With a flick of my finger, I motion for her to join me on the sofa. She’s wearing a tight-fitting dress that leaves little to the imagination. Her tits are pert, and the erect nipples are showing through the silk fabric of her top. She slides up until she’s kneeling next to me and wraps an arm seductively around my neck.
“What can I do for you?” She licks her lips, and my cock stands to full attention.
“Everything, but first, suck me off, then I might last a little longer when we fuck. It’s been a long week.”
Shifting my hips, I lie back on the couch to allow Elodie to remove my hard cock from my pants. She strokes around the tip of it, and it feels so good.
“I don’t like it when you're this stressed.” She runs a ruby tipped finger along my brow. “It gives you lines on your face, and that worries me. You’re so handsome. It’s horrible to know someone is stressing you out.”
“And that’s why you’re here, to take that stress away.” I place my hand at the back of Elodie’s head and push her down so she can wrap her plump lips around my dick. “Talk later, suck first.”
I close my eyes and let Elodie work her magic. She licks my length, wraps her dexterous tongue around it, and swallows me whole within her warm and welcoming mouth. It’s just what I need. Especially after watching Max get sucked off earlier. Why can’t Shelby understand that sex is a beautiful thing?
She needs to accept she’ll be on her knees for me for the rest of her life!
The vision of that pops into my head. The terror on her face when I told her the reason she’s mine.
“Oh, fuck!” I exclaim loudly.
I need Shelby to be terrified as I shove my cock in her mouth. I need to hear her little moans when she realizes how big I am. Her gags as she struggles to take me down her throat.
My mind fills with images of her little pink tongue that flicks out every now and then when she’s thinking. I can see it twisting around my cock. It’s too much. Without warning, I come straight into Elodie’s mouth. Reality sets in as to what just happened. I wasn’t thinking about Elodie or getting pleasure from her sucking me off. I was thinking about Shelby the entire time. In my imagination it was Shelby, not Elodie, who was pleasuring me.
