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2026-10-02 19:13:55Travis
The clowns were thrown out and the event finally resumed as I took great pleasure showing Isabella off to everyone looking. She felt like an impostor but the whole place paled in comparison to her beauty.
“Is it possible for you to back my company Mr. Travis?” There was actually someone who'd stood in front of me saying something but I heard absolutely nothing.
Isabella had moved away from me some seconds ago and was in the midst of some women and my eyes kept tracking her movement as she moved around the place.
Call me a bad person but I'd rather be in bed with her or lost in her than be here right now but business had called, leaving me with no other option but to show up.
I had married Isabella because I needed access to some locked funds and hidden rules meant to be used against the Baron's who had been planning an hostile take over for decades now.
The highlight of this event was that it featured an auction and the auctioneer just called everyone's attention at once and I walked up to Isabella and brought her back to my side.
You could call me someone obsessed with her at this point and I wouldn't even disagree because I was indeed obsessed with her.
She smiled at me as the auction started. The main highlighted item for sale that day was a necklace and an ankle bracelet.
The bidding started but I was determined to win so with an outrageous amount I was able to get both the necklace and ankle bracelet.
“Why did you buy this again Travis? I've been married to you for just a few days and I already own more jewellery than anyone from my ancestral line but I can only wear one at a time you know Travis?”
“I plan to buy more Isabella. That's how much I will always spoil you sweetheart, get used to it.”
She was about to respond to me but her lips had been distracting me and I just wanted a bit of taste. We were in the open but being the horny bastard that I was, I didn't bother about that as I simply bowed my head and kissed her.
There was absolutely nothing gentle about this kiss and even though I'd heard some people fake cough, I just didn't care as I went tongue deeper in her and my hand went into the slit of her dress as she moaned and I practically dry humped her out in the open without a care in the world.
My hand had just literally moved to her ass when Isabella tapped out and I groaned but stopped as we both were breathing harshly as I stared into her eyes and laughed.
The people around were wise enough to mind their business as the event progressed but I was over it.
I wondered if it would be such a bad idea if I simply walked out of the building with her and drowned myself in her because I was truly paying no attention to anything they were saying anymore.
The master of ceremonies addressed the people and of course I got an award I was absolutely not interested in at the event because one thing you could be sure of was people's ability to kiss your ass once you were at the top of the food chain.
I had seen more than five men stare at Isabella but they had been wise enough to quickly look away before I caught them red handed.
They were all hungry wolves but unfortunately for that she was my prey and I had no intention of sharing her with any of them no matter how many times their sick minds had probably been fantasizing about it.
Isabella excused herself to the ladies while I was addressing the crowd on the podium I was called to and I wanted to climb down immediately and go after her but I managed to handle my speech without making a mess of everything.
Once I was down, I went after her and walked into the ladies room and found her adjusting her dress and posture in front of a mirror but I'd simply turned around and locked the door.
I was a hungry man who had been starved and the last thing I was at that moment was being a reasonable person.
“You're not meant to be here Trav. It's the ladies room.” She said as she looked right into my eyes and smirked. She knew how badly I'd wanted her out there and this was probably her way of teasing me about it but I was too far gone to remotely care.
I walked up to her and kissed her breathless before I spinned her around facing my back and she faced the mirror full on as I looked into her eyes and trailed little kisses on her neck downwards before putting my right hand is the slit of her dress and putting in three fingers in her as she moaned in pleasure and threw her head back as she rested her head on my shoulder while I increased my pace.
I used my left hand to cup her boobs and grunted in pleasure as she rubbed against me and as she was about to get off her high to find a release the first time, we heard the annoying voice of her ex husband Puerto at the door.
“I know you're in there Isabella. Come out, we need to talk now.” He kept banging at the door and I scoffed at his audacity as she had her orgasm.
I had unzipped my pants but she was trying to keep her moans down but there was no way in this world I was having it. Not for this fool anyway so I adjusted her posture making her hold on to the zinc as I slammed into her and this time around, all hell let loose because she couldn't hold on to her voice anymore but I was never going to allow her remain quiet either way as I spanked her ass.
“Whose pussy is this Isabella? Don't I fuck you so good? Take my damn hard dick well, it won't be leaving you anytime soon.”
Her screams continued but I had just gotten started and I was not planning to stop anytime soon. He wanted to be an audience so I was going to give him a show that'd scare him for the rest of his life.
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