FLAMESEVERY time I landed my ass in this summit there was always the rare occasion, that one I would have to listen in on bullshit conversations about leadership or two, pretend the suit I wore to this function wasn’t choking the life out of me.And the suit was really fucking tighter than the last one I had worn last month.Seated next to the CEO of Alpha security didn’t help my cause either.Elliot Guzman listened to every goddamn word the host spoke, pausing for a second to jot down what he found important and what he needed to change in his firm.The dude was so uptight, I had hated Alpha security the minute I met its leader. And there was that rivalry between us that we both failed to acknowledge.While Guzman scribbled shit in his dandy notebook, my hands itched on my screen.The fuckers I had told to keep an eye on Mia had been MIA. AND WHEN THEY DID TEXT me right this second, they sent a picture of them enjoying pizza with…was that?The fucking guy from Mia’s apartment? The f

MIAI LAUGHED.Andro twirled me around bringing me back to his arms as we danced the morning away.The song we were dancing to was something between the lines of ‘baby mama’ and ‘I’ve been pregnant FOR way too long’.“You did not tell me you could dance like that, mister”, I poked my FINGER on his bare chest and what I felt was a brick of hardened muscles.“I’m a man full of surprises”, He said cockily, hands on my waist, eyes so glued to mine I felt like a mushy mud puddle.“Do the guys know you dance?” I teased, he hit me back with a hard,“No”“It’s not a bad thing if a man dances, that doesn’t mean you are weak”“It doesn’t but the last thing I want is for my men to think I’m weak. Believe it or not, they look up to me and I’m the glue that holds them together. If they know I dance or I have a weak spot for anything, they’ll relax and that’s the last thing they should be doing”“I’m I your weak spot?”I was.I knew I was.He had assured me of that in the last few days I had almost

A FEW YEARS LATER“YEAH, yeah…fuck”I moaned loving the feel of him moving in and out of me while he enjoyed the show like he always had.He let me take over at times and this was one of those times where I sat in his arms, his hands on my back as I bounced my titties off his dick.The bad thing about it is that it didn’t feel half as satisfying like when he had control over everything and he knew that.“Had enough?” he asked, I slapped his cheek.“Fine you win you can take over”He chuckled,“I thought you would never ask”Holding me in place, my head towering his and our eyes locked on each other, he slipped his dick in me again taking control over everything.Then just as fast and rough as he always was, he thrust once in me and I could feel him all the way in my womb, all the way in to my hilt hitting that spot that only he could reach.“That felt good, didn’t it?”“Don’t gloat, just make love to me like how I like it”His thrusts increased, stretching my insides, forcing my walls