Rescued by the Beast
he uttered as he complied.
You wouldn't think this guy was getting married by the primal hunger behind those ice-blue eyes. A look that suggested he wanted to fuck me raw. His cock strained beneath his suit pants, and his breathing hitched. I could tell from the prominent outline that he was well-endowed. The heated scent of cologne, sweat, and arousal fueled my confidence. He watched as I danced, our bodies grazing dangerously close but never touching. There was power in seduction, and I learned to use it to my advantage. Whoever he was, whether he was some high baller the boss knew, a gangster, or a rich CEO, I could spot the weakness in his eyes. Like any red-blooded male, it flung the ga
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