"P-please s-sir...it's not what you're thinking." Finally she mustered up the courage to speak these words. Her voice pleading and eyes desperate to get away from him.
"I don't give a flying fuck! I paid for you and now you're going to do what you'r...
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Carlos wasn't a least bit interested in the so called party as he stood at the bar, drinking his wine in small sips. His eyes looked around observing people. Women trying their best to impress some rich hunks. His face turned sour looking at those ridiculous acts.
"Wanna get laid tonight?" Mathew asked him, earning a bored look from Carlos. Mathew is Carlos's one and only friend and not only that they are also business partners in many deals.
Mathew is also a self-made billionaire just like him. Where Carlos is 30, Mathew is 32. Both graduated from the same university. Carlos don't trust people really easily but when he does, he cares for them.
"No thanks!" Was Carlos's curt reply, earning a chuckle from Mathew. "Oh! Come on, look at all the pretty ladies dying to get your attention." Mathew commented, earning an annoyed look from Carlos. "I like to chase difficult things and you know that." Carlos states.
"You fucking have everything why in the world a girl would behave hard to get, when all of them wants to get with you." Mathew argues feeling annoyed at his friends tactics.
Carlos just shrugged his shoulders. Before, Mathew could argue more. Joshua started his shitty speech. He mentioned something about a performance and then the lights went off.
Soon the heavy lights focused on a fragile frame in the middle. He narrowed his eyes to see better, when the music started. His sharp blue eyes, stared like a hawk as that brunette moved her jewelry clad belly to rhythm like a snake.
He didn't even blink once as he stared at her entranced. She's a fucking beauty, there's no doubt in that, with those heavy bosoms, flat stomach and swell of her ass. He narrowed his eyes when he founds her face to be covered.
As her body moved to the tunes. Within seconds men started approaching her which were moved back by the guards. Men circled around her like bees craving for honey and it somehow angered him, because he was unable to see her performance due to the number of men circling around her.
Just like that her performance ends, lights turned on abruptly, blinding almost everyone. And when he was able to see properly, the girl was gone followed by the yell and protest of men wanting to see more.
Carlos looked down only to curse in annoyance when he finds himself to be extremely turned on. Without a word, he sat on the stool and faced the bar, drinking the whole wine in one go.
From his peripheral vision he saw a group of men standing around a woman who looked like a man, basically a transgender. He knew exactly she's the one who brought that girl.
The amount of men standing were clear indication, that the girl will be banged for a whole night by these horny bastards. But he will not deny the fact, that he himself wanted to be buried deep inside her. But then again, he doesn't like sluts! He rarely fuck any.
