Kalani had always thought that she was saucy and she could do absolutely anything and get away with it. She went with this mentality to a business appointment with one of the most influential English bachelors of all times. It was safe to say that K...
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I had never felt the way I was feeling towards anyone ,never. I had the reputation of a ruthless billionaire that would go to any length to deal with someone that got in my way and I mean just anyone.
Whoever knew me would know that I wasn't a man of too many words but a man of action. I wasn't someone that had any feelings for anybody, the only things in life that I gave a damn about were my company, my family and friends--maybe only Andre.
But there was this one person that I couldn't take my mind off for some time. It had been over a month since I saw her, but the memories of our night had been engraved in my brain. I wasn't a guy who really cared about women's feelings, I had multiple flings here and there but it was nothing compared to her--every fucking thing about her was making me go bonkers .
I wanted her since the first appointment but I had been damn too proud to admit it, even when she came to England two months ago, I could have still fucked her. I thought a one-night-stand was going to put an end to whatever fucking desire it was but that was a big lie on my own side. I found myself wanting more of that body.
It was funny how a New York girl was driving me crazy, Kalani fucking Monroe was driving me insane. I couldn't stop thinking about the intricate sexy tattoo designs on her body--my cock immediately twitched from thinking about it. Her round hips and nice ass, merely seeing her tits alone would be the death of me. I honestly didn't know what that blonde was doing to me.
After my usual flings with women, I would pay them off and send them away before the day even broke, but in Kalani's case it was different. She had left before I could even return and I wasn't going to lie that it didn't hurt me--it was like she had some kind of effect on me.
I sent her a couple of gifts for Thanksgiving, it was so stupid of me but I couldn't help it. I didn't know how this whole 'relationship' thing worked. It wasn't like I was looking for that but she had been on my mind for damn too long.
My body jerked involuntarily, only for me to stare at my sweatshorts and see the huge bulge--merely thinking about her was making my cock fucking come alive.
I couldn't help it,I lowered my hands to the elastic band of my shorts, lightly rubbing on my tip--no amount of that was going to wipe her off my memory but fuck it, I was horny.
"Fuck. " I groaned, holding tightly unto my shaft and applying pressure whilst stroking.
I grabbed my balls with my other hand, squeezing them lightly. I'd been trying so hard not to moan .My eyes were shut tightly, imagining it was her mouth sucking me off.
My tip was already wet with pre-cum as I awaited my release.
"Holy fuck. " I groaned loudly, looking at the mess my orgasm had caused.
There was highly no doubt that I was going to be needing a hoe to satisfy my dick that night
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