RAMSEY [TDH - V]

Chapter 11

ANDREAS DUNCAN

"God..." Vlada groaned in pleasure. "Please cum inside me, Andreas... Ahhh. Fuck! You're so good."

Her moans weren't making me horny, but her pussy was. It was wet enough that I could let my cock slide back and forth on her.

I thrusted even harder, deeper, and her body was aching in it. I held her tits as I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of her pussy.

"Give it to me, Andreas..." she pleaded and touched my abdomen. "Shit, you're making me crazy..." she yelled and arched her body as she came.

I didn't stop when she came, it made me even more eager to cum and thrust rougher. Vlada was delirious at the sight of me going wild as fuck.

When I felt myself almost cumming, I pulled myself out of her and made Vlada swallow my cum. She smiled which watching me release.

Vlada went back to bed and laid there. I went to the side table to get my cigar and puffed it, I decided to breathe some fresh air in the balcony and looked at the city view while I was naked.

"My love," I heard Vlada talk from a distance.

I puffed my cigarette instead of responding to her. Having a conversation after a good fuck with some sexy chic isn't my thing.

"I'm leaving Froilan for you." she uttered trying to keep her pretentious sexy voice.

I blew the smoke and wiped my sweat using my hand.

"Aren't you gonna say anything?" she persisted.

"I don't care about anything you do, Vlada." I responded.

"I'm leaving him so you could have me all by yourself. Don't you think it's a good idea, Andreas?"

"The only good idea here is I pleasure myself using your body. Anything beside that are all nonsense." I retorted rudely but she seem having fun listening to my insults.

"I know. I'm just telling you because I'm certain that you'll never get over with me. You're mine and I'm yours now, Andreas!" she professed.

I sarcastically laughed and puffed my cigarette one more time before throwing it off the balcony. I walked inside the room again and leaned on the wall quite near her.

"What did you say?" I grinned and crossed both of my arms.

"You're mine and I'm yours. Isn't it right?" she repeated herself and looked flummoxed.

"You see," I started. "You, women, are very delusional. I fucked your brains out, and you think I'm yours to own."

"What are you talking about?"

"Remember this," I said. "I'm keeping you because of your body, but you still mean fucking nothing to me." I wore my boxers and pants again before picking up my untidy polo in the cold floor.

"I get it," she tried to smile it off. "You're always like that to everyone, but you'll come back to me, alright? You will fuck me again because you want me, Andreas..."

"Really?" I buttoned my polo and gazed at her. "You'll never see me again, Vlada. Consider that good fuck earlier your last of me."

"What?" she used the white blanket to cover her naked body and stood up. Before she could even get close, I picked up my car key and took a few steps to the door.

"And oh, you don't have to leave the guy you mentioned," I raised a finger. "Froilan, right? Yeah, you might need him."

She ran to hold my forearm.

"What is this all about, Andreas? You're leaving me?!"

"Sort of," I said. "Yes. Now get your hand off of me, I have other important things to do, woman."

"No! If this is about what I said, then I'm taking it back. I don't own you nor you own me, love. You can fuck me whenever you want, I'm not saying silly things ever again..."

I smirked.

"Get your hand off of me before I get fucking pissed."

I ordered authoritatively. She withdrew her hand and looked at me in fear.

Yeah, that's what you should have.

Fear.

I left her condo and drove back to my hotel. Tonight's my flight back to the Philippines.

I have a business trip here in Russia for three-days and today's my last day. I've already talked to one of my business partners and both of us agreed to expand our company in one of the cities here in Russia.

I dialed Olivia's cell number while I was driving my way back to the hotel.

"Hi, who's this?"

"It's me, Andreas." I answered back.

"Hello there, casanova... What's with the call?"

"I'm thinking if you're free tomorrow?"

"I'm not sure... Why?"

"You know why, Olivia." I hinted and I could hear her heavy breathing on the other line.

"I'm free tomorrow, at your house or on my condo?"

"Your condo, I'll see you tomorrow." I hanged up the phone and smirked.

New pussy to fuck with.

The thing with girls these days is that they're easily attached. I couldn't blame them, if they're given a chance to meet me, they'll always grab it.

Who would want to refuse me? No one.

I'll always have who I want.

Minutes passed and I arrived to the hotel. I took the elevator and headed to my room. I immediately went to the bathroom to have a quick shower and cleanse myself with the filth of Vlada.

The next thing I did was eat my dinner inside my room and barely did nothing right after. I was so bored that I could almost hear the ticking of the clock.

It's past 8 P.M here in Russia and it's deadass cold outside. I've got nothing to do here.

My phone rang and I saw Klaud's name on the screen.

"The plane's ready, Sir. We're waiting for you here at the airport." he said on the other line.

I stood out of my bed and got my suitcase. I drove to the airport in 15 minutes time.

The thing with me is that I like overspeeding my cars. The same thing I do with women.

Klaud got my suitcase when I arrived and I went straight to my private plane.

The plane took off and I slept myself on the entire flight.