The CEO's favorite Is A College Stripper (BWWM)

NIKO CORP, GREECE-(11:30 PM)Kal's Office—KAL’s POVI thirstily kiss her while my hands begin to travel over her wet body. My left hand starts to squeeze and massage her right breast, and my right hand holds firmly on her butt.Damn! Her body is one of a kind–perfectly shaped to fit mine as we entwine in each other's arms. Her breast fits in my palm, and her butt is a damn piece of heaven. Her mouth is such an excellent place for my tongue to explore.I hear her moan as she cups the back of my head and pulls some strands of my hair. The woman is squirming, and her body is starting to caress mine, sending me thrills. The more intense she moves, the more she pushes me to explore the mystery inside her mouth further.My hand on her buttocks kneads the flesh like freshly baked bread.Harder! Rougher! Tougher.I want to enter inside her. I know this is a farce to get some truth out of her mouth, but I'm enjoying this.Allegra moans again while my hands squeeze her bosom. My other hand is

Chapter 3: Taleela’s SecretsTHE NEXT DAY...Taleela’s POVI roll in my bed as the ray of sunlight penetrates through the window and pours its glory on my face. I turn and flutter my eyes open, squinting them so I can adapt to the sunlight."Another day," I mutter and step down from my bed to take a shower.I look around the room, and yeah, someone is missing. Where is Susan? Where did she take off to? I hope she hasn't left without me again. Urgh!I'm so going to deal with that lady. I remove my pajamas and tie a white towel around my chest. I step into the bathroom, brush my teeth, and have a warm bath. After that, I step out and start getting dressed. Today is going to be another hell of a day for me. After dressing up, I stare at my reflection in the mirror and sigh."Jemmah, you're a strong woman. You never give up no matter what comes your way. You've accepted life as it is, and you're going to shine. Go out there and make everyone know that you are somebody." I'm big on positi

CHAPTER 5 Taleela's POV: Tonight, the club is bustling with customers as usual. The counter front is lined with customers requesting drinks. In the middle of the large room are tables set with chrome inbuilt poles, and a few other strippers are dancing. Susan and I are standing in the gallery and looking down at the strippers. Susan, brushing back her hair, turns to look at me with her porcelain blue eyes. "Are you sure he's going to come tonight?" I look at her and chuckle. "I have no idea. Besides, it's totally none of my business." Susan pouts and stretches to look below us. I am very sure that she is searching for the prince charming she stripped and danced for last night. Throughout today, his name hadn't left her lip. "I hope he comes." Just a few seconds after Susan speaks, I spot two men walking alongside each other. They're dressed corporately in dark suits and white shirts with straight black ties around their neck. The strobe light dancing around the clu

Taleela's POV: I feel accomplished. Seeing him looking helplessly dazed gives me a satisfaction I can not explain. I revel in the way he watches me move my body. Have you ever overdone things just because someone who catches your fancy is around and watching? Yes, that's how I am acting right now. I wouldn't strip this way for a regular. Note that he doesn't catch my fancy. He's attractive, I must admit, but he's not my type. And he's a regular, too. I just enjoy tormenting him. The music gets to the interlude, and immediately, I drop to the floor, stretching out like a python. I am straight, as straight as the pole I dance on, and slowly, I begin to lift my head, starting from my hair. Both of my hands travel up the bare skin of my midriff till I can not feel my back against the cold floor again. I sit on my behind and split expertly, aware that he is drawing in deep breaths and wondering where he met me from. When I stand to my feet, I shimmy towards wher

CHAPTER 9Taleela's POV; When I get home, it's almost three o'clock in the morning. The streets are empty except for the lights pouring out of the street lights down on the tarred roads. Our street is safe and passable anytime, so I am not scared as I walk down the avenue toward our apartment building. A cat scurries under a car, and I smile, knowing how much I would want a cat right now if not for Susan's allergy to furry objects. And as for Susan, she's probably with her newfound interest because she's not going to return home tonight. I wish her luck, though. I pray that Achilles doesn't break her heart as other dudes do. Then, I remembered a day last year. We were about to write our final exams for the sophomore. Susan was in love with her new explorer boyfriend she met at the club one night. He was everything she needed and wanted in an ideal guy. Handsome, tall, dark-skinned, charismatic, naughty, a friendly and good guy in one combo, sweet and romantic, m