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Adrian asked in a voice laced with desire. "Yes... fuck me hard, baby," Heather pleaded in a sultry voice. That was all the permission Adrian needed. He pulled out of Heather's core before slamming into her again. Holding her hips, he began to pound in and out of her love cave at an impossibly fast speed. Soon, the top of the staircase was filled with lewd screams that would leave oblivious people blushing.

She wanted to go over the edge at the window. "Ok." He pulled away from Chloe and swatted Heather's ass which was still up in the air as she remained where he'd left her quietly watching and playing with herself. "Show her." Heather got up and ran across the room throwing her shoulder into the glass. "It's shatterproof glass. Top of the line guaranteed never to shatter."

The same 'first-night' agitation she suffered with all her projects until she knew she had got it right. There was no need to let imagination run away with her, useful though that particular attribute was in her line of work. She drew herself up to her full five feet one and smiled at her assistant, who was a good six inches taller than herself. “We need to mingle, Shelly, admire a few pretty feathers, and give the old sweet talk. I'll see you by the main door when the champagne and strawberries are served at seven, alright? We'll have done our duty by then.”

I snickered, curling a lock of her blonde hair around my index finger, "but you look hot!" "What are you wearing?" She quizzed, looking at me through the mirror, "You should look just as hot. Maybe even tempt Alpha Quade just a little." The smile on my face instantly fell with those words, "I don't think that's such a good idea." "Oh, come on," Heather huffed, stomping her red All star glad foot on the ground, "you owe me for this," she waved her hand around herself dramatically, "what's the worst that could happen."

Heather smirk while she can't believe that the man she's with right now is a pervert. Heather slowly look at the man with her glaring eyes. She saw how fear cross in the eyes of the perverted man. "You wanna know a secret?" Heather ask before pushing some button on the elevator. She sigh and look back at the pervert man. "I promised my Best friend that I will not make trouble while I'm here in the Philippines..." Heather roll her long sleeve and look dangerous at the man. 'You'll be my first blood'. Heather smile before kicking the man in his balls. "Ughhhh!" A loud grunt echos inside the elevator as Heather started hitting the man.

“May I?” She nodded, feeling a gush of molten heat soak her panties in anticipation of what he was about to do. He pulled the flimsy top off her head, his hungry eyes gazing at the treasures he had unearthed. Hayley blushed crimson under his unwavering gaze. Feeling exposed, she tried to cover her breasts, but he caught her hands and pinned them above her head.

Then she looked at Kael. Kael was looking at her. For the first time all night, his expression wasn't bored or mocking. It was predatory. He raised his glass slightly in a mock toast, his eyes narrowing. The game has begun, his look said. Two hours later, the gala had turned into a frenzy of speculation. Riley had escaped to the rooftop garden, desperate for fresh air. The cool night wind bit at her skin, but it was better than the suffocating atmosphere inside. "Heir," a voice came from behind her. "Who would have thought the old man had it in him?"

When she was satisfied, she let out a huff and swinged her hair to the side with a shake of her head. "Come on, we got some packing to do." She said and skipped to the room. Quinnel blinked once, then twice before he moved his hand to his head. His head was still in contact so how come he was feeling light headed? He shook his head shaking away the feeling before he stood up slowly from the staircase. Then he felt it. "Heaven, you broke my neck!", He yelled and Navaeh rolled her eyes before replying Ashley. "Heaven!" "Stop yelling! Don't wake the twins up. Come here."

He cries out in encouragement, before lying back on the bed to relax. He looks hungry and watches me like a hawk. No doubt he probably wants to jump me right now, but as I hear a new song start, I remember a part of a movie I had watched. Walking out in my high heel, candy red stilettos, I stop and lower my head. My hair falls around my shoulders, until I whip it around and bring his attention to my eyes for a moment.