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Hot Alpha Male falls for a jilted event planner. She wants nothing to do with his womanizing ways but her body says differently. Krew Russo has never wanted a woman more than Oakland. The woman has him all...
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KREW
After I leave Oakland's I decide a run is what I need to let go of the frustration and sexual tension building up inside me. That woman has me wanting to drop to my knees and please her in any way she wants and it doesn't make sense how she can unravel me with just one glance. Women want me and getting them into my bed has never been a challenge, but Oakland Jenkins seems to be resistant to my charm.
I'm not lying about fighting for what I want and right now it's her. I know she's into me, I can see it when her breath hitches when I touch her, the way her heart beat faster when she thought I was about to kiss her. I also notice how she clenches her thighs. I would bet my fortune that I could slide my hand down those pants and find her sopping wet and ready for me to take her to a whole new level of ecstasy. It's been a while since she's had a decent orgasm that wasn't by her own doing. I know these things because I know women, contrary to belief and I confirmed that by giving her orgasm so earth-shattering she blacked out. If my finger caused that then I could only imagine what my dick could do.
I still smell her and the temptation to fuck her is deep-seated in my bones. I desire to leave my mark on her so every time another man tries to stake his claim he'll know she is mine. Her every breath, every cry from either pain or pleasure will be mine. I want to know her thoughts, to give in to her every desire. Fuck, I would burn the world down, spend my billions and tear anyone apart to keep this woman happy. I yearn to hear her scream my name as I bury myself deep inside her, to feel her withering underneath me with those long slender legs wrapped tightly around my waist. I ache for her and I've never ached for a woman. What the hell is wrong with me?
Is she right though? Do I only feel this way because she's not one of the typical women I usually go for. One who jumps into my bed when I lay on my charm or they find out I'm a billionaire? No, it can't be that. Oakland is the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on, which says a lot because I've dated gorgeous models. Yet, she is beautiful on the inside as well, whereas most of the models I've been with had the looks but they were ugly inside. Some were cruel and thoughtless others were only with me for my money and name.
Mia Ling was my first and longest relationship, she's was stunning with mocha skin and raven hair, her eyes were the deepest chocolate and oh the things she could do with her body and her mouth. I was hooked the moment I first laid eyes on her, my dick had the same idea. I met her at a Victoria Secret fashion show Kayson dragged me to, his girlfriend at the time was also a model. She had the body and was good in bed from what Kayson said but she didn't have anything else to offer. Anita was a real greedy bitch and only wanted his image since she was new to the modeling world and didn't have a huge name for herself yet. I was thrilled when Kayson took his balls back and kicked the greedy diva to the curb.
