CEO's Getaway Love

“Hey!” I shouted and quickly turned around to leave the room. I tried to push it open, but it was locked, or they barricaded the door to keep me in. JB had snatched my gun away from me.I gulped and turned around to look at the woman.“So, you’re the chosen guy?” The woman asked, and her voice made me want to walk closer to her. She offered me a seductive smile, and it felt like I was mesmerised by her beauty. My heart beat rapidly as she moved the silk sheet and revealed her legs.“Hi…” I stated, but my voice came out like more of a squeak. How embarrassing.The woman moved her legs to the edge of the bed ever so gracefully and stood up. Her naked body seemed to glow in the soft light of the main bedroom. My eyes couldn’t help but travel down her body. Her skin was a lovely bronzed white, and her stomach was toned. She had a sexy tattoo of a vine on her hip that made her appear even more attractive.I could see her bikini’s tan lines, which made my dick twitch in response. Settled in

Vixen sat on my lap with her legs on either side of my body. Her pussy pressed against my dick, and she slowly moved her hips to grind against me. Candy Shop by 50 Cent was next on the playlist. Her body moved to the beat as she twerked on my lap.“How does that feel, baby?” Vixen whispered into my ear, which sent chills up my arms.“Anything you do feels so good,” I mumbled and gripped the sides of the chairs to keep my hands from touching her. She was making it extremely difficult.Vixen placed a soft kiss on the side of my mouth and then shoved my face into her boobs. She giggled as I kissed her smooth skin and softly bit onto one of her nipples. I pulled away before a bouncer suspected anything, and Vixen moved her soft lips to my neck. She sucked and nibbled onto my neck as her hips grinded against me simultaneously.She felt so good close to me and moaned into my ear. I could feel myself starting to lose control, and sensations ran up my shaft. I groaned as I cummed in my underw

“I, uh, haven’t figured it out yet.” I honestly replied, which made her laugh. “Fine. Take me to your favourite place in Joburg. I’m willing to get to know you better as well.” Kiara stated and stood up. She picked her purse up from the glass table and redid her scarf around her neck. She looked back at me with a flick of her hair and smiled. “You coming?” “Oh, uh, yeah.” I stuttered and quickly jumped to my feet. Kiara walked off, and I followed behind her. I tried to hide the excitement that she wanted to get to know me better and refrained from happily cheering. A voluminous smile spread onto my face as I quickly looked at Kedwyn as we walked past. He gave me a thumbs up and chuckled to himself. “We’ll take my car,” Kiara remarked as we walked out of the grocery store. She interlocked her fingers in mine and pulled me towards a blue 1967 Camaro SS Convertible. This car was a stunning Chevrolet with a rectangular shaped frame. It only had two doors, so the backseat passengers had

Kiara and I spent the night getting to know each other more by talking. I learnt things such as her favourite colour (which is red) and if she studied at university (the answer was yes). Kiara went to the University of Pretoria, aka Tukkies. She studied business management and told me stories of how she went to tons of parties. Kiara messed around on a pole at a club one night, then decided to join pole dancing classes. After that, she perfected the art and now can move in ways I’ve never seen before. She told me how her Dad always called her his angel, which is why she acts as the perfect daughter for his sake. I asked her if she ever wished her Dad could know the real her, but Kiara said she prefers to keep her life separate. She feels freer that way. I just sat there and listened when Kiara spoke. I could listen to her for days upon end. Her voice was beautiful, and she sounded so happy when she spoke about her Dad. They were really close, and she loved him with all her heart. Kia

I felt this anger build up inside of me. Not at her, but at whoever or whatever made me feel like she can’t be loved. I was also angry at myself for not having more patience. I shouldn’t have kissed her or asked her to dance or slept with her again at the old cabin. I made my way back inside to fetch my suit jacket and tried to wipe off as much water as possible. I still looked wet when I walked back into the grand hall where the luncheon was taking place. Mr Van Kline walked over to me when I grabbed my jacket. “Uh, Jason.” He smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder. “Sorry, Gregory. Kiara said that I should let you know she wasn’t feeling well, so she went home.” I explained to let him know what was happening. “Uh, I see.” He nodded and removed his hand. “My daughter ran away, didn’t she?” He suddenly asked, and I felt my body freeze in place. “I saw the way the two of you look at each other. I once looked at Kiara’s mom the same way. I think Kiara can’t accept that she can be