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WHATTHE ACTUAL FUCK?!

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WHAT
THE
ACTUAL
FUCK?!

I hit the floor that was thankfully not of a great height.

I get up, making my back ache.

"Oh my god!! Babe! What happened? Are you okay?" Hazel barged in the balcony and spammed me with questions.

This

little

bitch.

My bodyguards arrived with their guns in their hand.

"Men" I nod my head for them to leave.

"Mr Carrington, are you okay?" Mr Rafael came in and asked me.

"Yea, I am fine." I reply trying to keep my cool.

"What happened? How'd you fall off the balcony?" Hazel asked me smirking.

"Oh, actually I dropped something and I tried to catch it but I fell down." I make up a story while glaring at Hazel and they all fall for it.

"You should be more careful babe! You could've gotten hurt!" Hazel pretended to care.

She's a pretty good actor.

Raymond and Hayley, in the back snicker.

Soon the gala was over and Hazel and I were in the limo.

"You shouldn't have done that." I glare at Hazel who was sitting in front of me blowing at her nails.

That bitch

Ugh can't wait for those hands to wrap around my d-

"Take a picture, it lasts longer babe." She says smirking.

"Please, I have seen hotter girls than you." I say while rolling my eyes.

"Oh please, then there must be a reason, why you can't keep your eyes off from me?" She asks me and I am speechless.

Oh fuck

"I was just thinking of how to kill you after what you did to me tonight." I say while leaning on my elbows on my knee.

"You can't even kill me in your dreams babe." She says while crossing her legs making her thigh high slit spread and show her milky, gorgeous leg.

Those wrapped around my waist-

"Do you even know who you're talking to?" I ask her, pushing my back to the leather seats.

"The notorious American mafia leader, Xander Carrington. Please your god damn threats won't work on me or scare me." She mentions making my eyes wide.

So she knows.

I smirk and get up from my seat. I bend to her level.

Her legs are right in front of my face.

Why god? Why? Why the fuck are you torturing me.

"Any problem?" She asks me smirking.

"Not at all" I reply but my body says otherwise.

She rolls are eyes and pushes me to my seat. I am taken by surprise.

She comes and straddles me.

If it even is possible, my dick got harder. And she could feel it.

I slammed my hips up hard making her gasp. I could feel her wetness through her panties.

I don't know why's she resisting but girls that are hard to get are hotter.

She slowly grinds into me making us both moan.

I think I came in my pants.

"Fuck" she says under her breath and increases her speed. I grip her throat and start to suck on her neck making her moan.

She suddenly stops and travels her hand down my chest. She felt my abs through my shirt and I knew it from her face that it was beyond what she expected.

Then she does something that widened my eyes.

A huge turn on.

She grabbed my dick.

Just the feeling of her palm over my dick makes me lose my mind.

She palmed my dick even harder.

"Oh fuck" I mutter under my breath.

She starts to stroke my dick through my pants "Jesus." I groan.

"Nah babe, it's just me." She whispers in my ear biting it.

Mother fucker.

I was close to my climax when she suddenly removed her hand and sat back on her seat.

"What the fuck?!" I almost scream.

"Hm?" She asks me frowning like nothing happened.

"I was close dammit!" I scream making her smirk.

"I know. Now you know the leaving to be left hot and bothered." She smirks making me throw daggers at her.

I grab her neck tightly making her moan.

"Darling, you better not do this shit again, because who ever stops me from releasing gets punished. My dick deep inside their mouth, touching their back of the throat while tears falling from their eyes. Next time you try to pull a stunt like this, think before your act cause this was just a warning, next time I won't control myself." With that said, I leave her throat and sit back on my seat.

I see her squirming on her seat.

She's wet.

Soon we reached the house.

We enter it and Hazel just runs off to her room.

She slams the door shut and I just smirk.

I know hazels wants to have sex with me but she won't give in and I don't know why?

How long will you resist Hazel?

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