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A den of shadows and bass that rattled bones. Women draped themselves in glitter and nothing elsestrippers sliding down poles with skill designed to make men grovel and to make them spend fortunes on a touch they would never truly own. He clapped me on the back laughing like we were boys in a game shouting over the music. “Kael, tonight is not for deals and tonight is for sin! Come let me show you the only thing worth more than money.” I let him lead me deeper where the air was thick with sweat, alcohol and lust. Naked flesh moved around me like a tide women crawling onto laps and mouths pressing against throats and lips.

Then out of nowhere my phone started vibrating, indicating that I had received a text. You aren't up to anything suicidal? Now are you? - B Who is- OK how did he get my number. So stalker how did you get my number? - C Stalker? Me? Nope sweetheart I'm too hot to be a stalker, more like handsome prince charming. -B Have you even seen the mirror? U r more of a goose than a prince. -C Liar liar Pants on fire -B What are u 5? -C Nope. I'm 10 on the scale of hotness -B

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She puts her hand in her skirt, and my eyes widen the same moment my heart stops. She sees the expression on my face and begins laughing as she pulls out a phone from between her legs. "Relax. I'm not a lesbian. "She jokes, and I exhale in relief before joining her in laughter. Once our laughter has settled, she begins to play music from the phone, and I watch her dance to Maradona by Niniola. She makes a few mistakes, but after correcting them, the dance turns out to be a beautiful routine. "How was it? "She questions and I smile as I applaud her.

She falls back. She's on her back on the floor, her thong askew, showing me that fire crotch. Her hair a mess. My cum is running out of her nose and mouth, her eyes are still wild, "Fuck me, Dirty Charlie, that was the best suck-off I ever did. Oh, and no, we're not fuckin'." Kate slips off her thong and gets up, picking up her shorts and slipping them on, "You've got a wonderful cock and I love how much you cum. You're a drug I can't resist but I have to."

she stammered, conscious of her nips jutting out obscenely through her tank top. “Here let me check. You seem flushed,” Rick said as he stepped forward to feel her forehead. Kitty lifted her knees defensively and moved her body sideways at his sudden movement. As she did, an object fell out with a small thud and rolled on the floor. To her horror, the dildo had escaped her thighs and was buzzing noisily on the floor as Rick stared at it in surprise. Kitty’s cheeks turned a deep red and her face dropped to the floor. “You dropped something,” Rick said, bending to the floor at the same time. "That's not mine!" she said a little too defensively.

I ask. "You so want to get laid tonight," she teasing, wiggling her eyebrows at my reflection; the red stilettos and lip stick making a clear statement. I just roll my eyes, giving her a wink. We laugh and walk out towards the kitchen. Dan changed into dark khaki pants that hug the muscles in his thighs, and a white V-neck t-shirt that clings to his torso. He has a black leather jacket slung over his shoulder. I bite my bottom lip, heat rising to my face as his eyes instantly travel down my body, lingering on my bare legs.

Anyways thank god I met Adrian who told me you were here and-" "Relax, baby." I turned to him giving him a deadpanning look and he seemed to realize his choice of endearment, which somehow unknowingly made my heart beat faster. "Ahem, I meant Violà- Vivianna! I can still call you Violà, right?" I nodded. "Thank god! It would be weird calling you something else. And I will fire them. Why are you here?" Classic Val here! Just fire someone I don't like. I will give him a lecture on this tomorrow right now I am late.

he said and stood up. He stood up straight and challenged me, staring at me sharply, "You will never succeed in tricking me. I know you still really want her. Remember Chris, a woman who cheats will always be a bitch who is easily influenced by desire. You should be happy to have a wife like Adelle who is very noble and flawless."

He jerked his chin toward the far corner of the room. I followed his gaze to Daisy who was taking selfies with two friends, dress slit high enough to show her ass. “Isn’t she gorgeous?” Chuck asked, his tone dripping with admiration. If ‘gorgeous’ meant caked-on makeup and legs on display for half the city, then sure. “She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman,” he continued, eyes locked on her. “Pretty. Hot. Fucks better than Mia Khalifa. A great cook too. She’s just… perfect.”