Model, millionaire, Karlie Cora had done everything she needed to do in order to get in the position she wanted to be in, one of the top models in the world. But she walks into the wrong alleyway and now, the most powerful Mafia man is protecting he...
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Today is Karlie's last walk.
I thought she'd be crying or at least upset but she's nearly bouncing off the walls. I mean, she jumped me this morning and only took a ten minute break after I fucked her senseless.
Now, we're on the jet, heading to New York for a few meetings and then the show. I'm going to miss seeing Karlie in those sexy little clothes.
"You wanna help me be a member to the mile high club?" Karlie whispers in my ear. My eyes widen before looking at her.
Logan and Kane are in the plane as well because Karlie can't go anywhere without 'her baby and bestie' but she tried to get the plane to leave without Kane, very unsuccessful.
I think about her request. She's been horny all day, something about his delicious I look but I'm dressed the same as everyday.
I shrug before pulling her over my shoulder and taking her to the room in the back. Karlie squeals before Logan laughs loudly.
I shut the door before throwing her onto the bed with another loud squeal escaping her lips.
"What's up with you today?" I ask, gripping her chin.
"You look extremely delicious, now get naked!" She growls excitedly as her body wiggles from the excitement.
I chuckle before pulling her by her ankles to the edge of the bed. She's wearing this short black dress with an easy access to her thong.
I push her dress up to her waist as I get on my knees in front of her before placing a kiss on her covered pussy. Blood rushing to my dick from the view.
"I like this dress, baby. But it'll do better on the floor." I mumble lowly, watching as she pulls the dress over her head and tossing it somewhere.
"Jaxon, please." She whimpers, wiggling her hips in my face before I push them down and hold them.
"No, you don't get to whine. Good girls don't whine and act like brats. They wait." I tell her sternly.
She huffs but stops moving.
I pull my hands away from her hips and rub her slit on top of her thong. I want to see that wet patch turn her light grey thong into a dark grey.
She breathes heavily even though I'm barely touching her. She's always so wet, so ready for me.
"Jaxon..."
"What it is, baby? You want my touch? You want me stop?" I tease, continuing to rub her through her underwear.
"No, please don't stop." She whimpers.
"Then be a good girl and stay patient."
A small smile crosses my face as the wet patch appears, I slap it lightly as her body jerks. Such a beautiful sight.
