His lips break into a smile so blinding, I swear it’s enough to knock me up.
Chapter 41
You have a mouth on you, little girl
Kazimir
Igive Harley a head start.
I need to calm the beast raging inside me.
My cock is so fucking hard, I’d have to adjust myself to make it across the lounge. I didn’t expect I’d get into role playing this much and I sure as hell didn’t expect to be this turned on.
Harley swings her tempting hips left to right as she sashays out of the lounge.
She stops and peeks over her shoulder.
Oh yeah, my eyes are glued to that fine ass.
She flashes me a smile and resumes her mission.
I turn around, pull out my Black American Express card, and flag the waitress.
The few minutes it takes me to settle the bill is enough to slow my erratic heartbeat and give my dick a chance to behave.
Considering I haven’t had sex in months, I should pace myself.
I stand, adjust my suit, and make my way to our suite.
I slide my keycard into the door and open it.
Harley is standing there, looking every bit the goddess she is, truly dazzling in this shade of blue.
It’s taken me a year to turn an obsession that was a fantasy into reality.
“Good thing you accepted my invitation,” I say, “I was this close from throwing you on top of that bar, ripping your panties to shreds, and giving you what we both know you need, with an audience to witness the debauchery.”
She tilts her head to the side. “Who says I’m wearing panties?”
She got me there. “Are you telling me you’ve been commando this whole time?”
“I love lingerie way too much to go commando. I always wear underwear… unless a man with a big dick is giving me a good pounding. In an instance like that, I’d forgo panties in a heartbeat.”
I approach her. “Seems like I showed up just in time.”
“Most men have a distorted view of their cock. They think it’s much bigger than it is. Funny how an nine-inch cock is really only five or six inches.”
I slide a hand around her waist, and pull her towards me.
She sucks in a breath.
I grab her hand and bring it to the bulge between my legs. “You tell me if I have a distorted view of how big my dick is.”
She closes her small hand around my cock, and I groan.
“You weren’t lying when you said you’re packing.”
“Why would I waste your time or mine?”
