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14: MIDNIGHT STROLL
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BASTARD IN A SUIT 15: STRIP CLUB
MAXIMILIAN'S POV "I can't believe I let you talk me into coming here," I lamented while reclining on the spacious red couch in the VIP area of a strip club on the Las Vegas Strip. The petite stripper with the glitter dust all over her body kept squeezing her boobs as she whined on my lap. "Loosen up, buddy, and make the most of this moment. We need to blow off some steam after the evening we just had," Paxton answered as he let the dancer that was riding his lap feed him some tequila straight from the bottle. Dale was busy inside the private room with around three girls doing God knows what while Fenton was getting hypnotized my the dark-skinned beauty that was doing some impressive spins on the pole. "Do they ever think of anything other than pussy?" I asked Paxton. "Dale might, considering he swings both ways," Paxton joked. "Oh right," I laughed, remembering that Dale was bi-sexual. Paxton and I enjoyed some casual conversation while the ladies entertained us with mor
BASTARD IN A SUIT 16: ELEVATOR
MEREDITH'S POVLas Vegas was a beautiful place, full of spark and excitement. Experiencing it alone though, didn't seem right. "I wish Brenda was here," I mumbled. I told myself that I would go down on my knees, kiss her feet, and beg her to forgive me. I realized that I was too hard on her, plus I came off as a judgmental bitch. After I walked for like an hour, I decided to head back the way I came. It was getting late, and I know I had another party to attend tomorrow evening. At least this one was keeping in my hometown. As the wind gained strength, I regretted leaving my jacket back in the suite. As I rushed forward, a gleaming object caught my attention. It was a quarter. I bent down to pick it up and noticed that it wasn't heads, but tails. My mother always said picking up a coin that's showing tails was bad luck. So I flipped the coin over so that it was showing heads. Maybe it would bring luck to the next person who picked it up. Right when I rose, something powerful nearl
BASTARD IN A SUIT 17: I WANT YOU MEREDITH
MAXIMILIAN'S POVTo say she was beautiful was an appalling understatement. I simply could not divert my eyes from her. My interest in her deepened the more time we shared together. Plus, I couldn't help but become jealous of that fucking pink dress she had on. The way it cradled her delicate breasts stirred a primal urge in me to rip it off with my bare hands. I wanted to feel her touch and know what thoughts occupied her mind. I know I sounded crazy. Maybe I was. Before we entered the lift I had no intention of teasing her or touching her, but when I saw how flustered she was because of me, I just couldn't resist the temptation. Her innocent nature captivated me. If only she knew how hard I was for her right at that moment. My cock felt like it would explode if it didn't get some kind of contact out of her. The elevator halted with a ding, then opened its doors to reveal the tenth floor. She shimmered from under my arm and scuttled towards the exit. "This is me." While she was tal
BASTARD IN A SUIT 18: FINGER FU*KING SESSION
MAXIMILIAN'S POV"Oooooh!" It thrilled me to hear how Meredith was moaning, even though I had not touched her private area as yet. “Ahh.” She let out another groan of pleasure, and her moans resonated in my ears like a beautiful melody. I pressed my cock against her butt. "Is this what you want?" I growled. "To feel my stiff cock inside your tight little pussy? Do you feel how fucking hard you make me?" I pressed down harder against her rear. "Hmm —," she exclaimed, her breath quickening and coming out in sharp gasps. Her body was hot to the touch, with a light sheen of sweat blanketing her skin. She trembled in my arms, fighting to get words out of her mouth. "Yes,” she spoke softly. I didn't need to be told twice. My hands slipped away from her hips and moved quickly toward her center, longing to feel the blazing fire I was sure burned between her thighs. I ran my fingers through her slick folds. She was soft and hot and so fucking wet. Her body jolted at my touch and when I use
BASTARD IN A SUIT 19: MY SWEET LITTLE PU$$Y
MEREDITH'S POV"Are you nervous?" Maximilian asked me. His voice resonated from behind me, and his breath on my neck sent a shiver through my body, making the hairs on my neck stand on end. "N-no," I stuttered, lying through my teeth. Of course, I was nervous. He was a man, he proved that in the elevator earlier. Never had I been so turned-on before. It was also surprising that I let a man I'd just met touch me so intimately. But who could blame me? He was hella fine. I think God himself would slap me in the head if I let this opportunity pass me by. What am I saying? I asked myself. I was speaking like a dirty girl, but I didn't care. I wanted to be his dirty girl. If he'd let me, maybe I'd even be his whore if he asked me to. I sensed him closer now and I became flustered due to the heat his body generated. His arms wrapped around my waist from behind, and I instinctively leaned my head back against his chest. He whispered, "If I do this," as he delicately brushed my hair away fr
BASTARD IN A SUIT 20: FU*K ME
MEREDITH'S POVAs I glanced down, I saw Max's head comfortably positioned between my legs, with his eyes intently studying my expressions. He grinned slyly each time he heard me emit a sexy moan or groan. He laughed softly against my skin when he heard me shout curse words like fuck or shit. "Oh, Max! Don't stop!" My fingers slicked through his silky hair while my waist rotated on the counter. He glanced up at me and inhaled sharply. I saw the expression on his face, something in him changed. Maybe it was the way I said his name, but his mouth clamped on tighter to my clitoris, sucking and nibbling on my already sensitive nub. He moaned while his mouth was pleasuring me, and I took another look at his face and noticed his eyes were closed, and I knew he was fantasizing about the other nasty things we would do tonight. He sucked harder and in an instance every nerve in my body was rewired to match his. My chest heaved as I stared into his blue, unfathomable eyes. I couldn't hold it
BASTARD IN A SUIT 21: MORNING ROUND
MAXIMILIAN'S POVA soft breeze stroked my cheeks, coming from the lips of the woman next to me. My strong arms gently tucked themselves under her body after my calloused fingers brushed back the tangled locks strewn across my pillow."Hi beautiful," my gravely voice whispered in her ear. When I placed my warm lips on her neck, shivers of pleasure raced down my spine and running through my scalp. A soft moan escaped her, although she tried to pretend she was still asleep. Her eyes remained closed while I mapped out a course for my lips to travel from her neck down to her thighs, showering gentle kisses all along the way. Her pale skin created a stunning contrast against my creamy complexion as I lay my naked body on hers. She partially opened her eyes to catch my smile while I draped the red silk sheets over us. This was the best way anybody could wake up. My mouth sucked on her sensitive flesh until she was trembling and begging me not to stop. Butterflies erupted in my stomach as I
BASTARD IN A SUIT 22: BREAKFAST IS SERVED
MEREDITH'S POVMy limbs were sore, and my vagina felt as if it weighed ten pounds. It was swollen to the point I thought it would explode. I reached my hands over my head and stretched my tired muscles, releasing an unladylike yawn while I was at it. A shadow appeared before my closed eyes, interrupting the warm, soft red glow of the morning sunlight on my eyelids. I couldn't help but beam as I heard his feet gracefully move over the floor in the direction of the bed. I used my instincts to pinpoint where he was and reached my palms out and grabbed him by the top of his shirt. I wasted no time as I planted a wet kiss on him. His lips were like cement, chapped and unmoving against my mouth. His body was scrawnier than I remember, and his cologne smelt like something he picked up at the dollar store. He was struggling against my hold, almost like he was fighting to pull away from me. His grunts and moans didn’t sound like those of pleasure, it was like he was fighting not to throw up.
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