His lips break into a smile so blinding, I swear it’s enough to knock me up.
Chapter 40
My need for you
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 nod a few times. “What are you hiding under that sexy outfit?”
She pulls away from me and does a little shoulder shimmy, pulls off her top, drops it on the console table, and slides one hand under her bra.
What is she doing?
She flashes me a transparent patch I don’t recognize. “Wardrobe tape to hide my nipples.” She slides her hand under the other cup. “No way am I walking around in a see-through bra and a silk top.”
My cock twitches at the sight of her pretty nipples scratching against the barely-there fabric of her pale-blue bra.
“So far, does the lingerie pass the test?”
“I can’t give you a definite mark until I see the panties.”
“Fair enough.” She undoes the sash at her waist and removes the skirt.
