My cock’s on the verge of exploding. There’s no use in holding back now. I wrap my arms around her tiny frame and squeeze her tight as I fuck her, hard and deep. Our bodies clap together with each thrust, and I feel my balls slap against her puckered asshole, still wet with my spit.
Her pussy somehow gets even tighter on my cock. I grunt as my orgasm hits me and unload my seed inside her. The first shot is strong and powerful, and Desiree moans into my ear as her climax takes hold of her. Her perfect body shakes beneath me. I feel her plump, young tits against my chest as my cock fountains cum into her wet hole. It’s so good I almost black out.
We writhe together in ecstasy, and as I start to come back down, I bury my cock as deep as it will go and lock my lips to
hers. We stay there for a long time until I finally let my lips slide from hers.
“You’re mine now,” I whisper.
“Wow…” is all she can say. She’s staring at the ceiling like she can’t believe what happened, and honestly, neither can I. I just had the best sex of my life and claimed the woman of my dreams.
“You know, I—” Desiree starts to say something but stops when there’s a loud bang from upstairs. In an instant, I’m on my feet with my body between her and the door. There shouldn’t be anybody besides us in the house right now. If it was Tammy with something important, she would have rung the buzzer to get my attention.
“What is it?” Desiree asks. I shake my head. Tammy should be the only one able to get into the house without me…
Oh no. The realization hits me right in the chest. I fucked up. I was so focused on Desiree that I forgot to shut off his key card…
I hear the sound of the door to the upstairs open, followed by footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Hide!” I hiss to Desiree. She looks at me, stunned, and I snap my fingers in her face. “Now! Hide!”
That does it. She quickly rolls off the hood of the Lambo and hides behind the Bentley. I turn back to the stairs in time to see Brian step into the garage, a revolver in his hand.
7
Caleb
A nefarious smile curls on Brian’s lips as he aims the revolver at me. Not just any revolver, my revolver – the one I keep in my upstairs office in case of home invasions. After he left the motel, he must have come back to the house and taken it.
“Heya, boss.” He grins as he advances on me. He looks like he’s been drinking. “How the hell are ya?”
“Put the gun down, Brian,” I reply.
“Or what?” he counters. “Gonna use your telepathic, billionaire, telekinetic whatever powers to snatch it out of my hand?”
He roars like he just cracked the world’s funniest joke and glances around at my car collection.
“You know what it’s like driving these and not owning them? Knowing you’ll never be able to own them?”
“Brian—”
“I hate pricks like you!” he shouts, raising the gun at my head. “Strutting around like you own the fucking world. Having money does not make you a man!”
“But having a gun does?” I counter. My heart rate is elevated, but my body is under control. I’m good under pressure. It’s one of the reasons why I’ve made it to where I am today. I’m not even worried about myself; I’m worried about Desiree.
If anything happens to her…
Brian shrugs and laughs again. “When the system’s rigged against you…”
“I started out with nothing, Brian,” I reply. “And you know that—”
“Shut up with that shit!” he snaps. He cocks the hammer on the revolver and his eyes narrow. “Now we’re going upstairs and you are going to empty your safe and make a crypto-currency to my account—” Brian stops and looks me up and down. “Hey, Caleb. Why the fuck are you naked?”
He’s just noticed? “I can’t walk around naked in my own house?”
I have to make sure he doesn’t notice Desiree, so I start walking toward the stairs. He keeps the gun on me but doesn’t follow.
“No…” Brian replies. “No, you’ve got a girl here!”