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Chapter 2

Connor Hughes POV

"Get on your knees and use your fucking mouth, bitch! That's what I'm paying you for," I snapped at the bitch I had picked up from the club earlier to satisfy me on the bed.

"You're so huge down there," she licked her lip seductively as she got on her knees and played with my dick, and fuck! It felt so good. Her warm hand wrapped around my slightly erect dick, playing with it while stroking it slowly.

"Yeah... Just like that... Yes, just like that," I groaned as I threw my head back and shut my eyes, taking all the pleasure in. My heart skipped and another tight groan forced its way out of my lips when I felt her lips curve around my shaft, and slowly, she took my length into her mouth until she was almost swallowing everything and it felt like... Fuck it! It felt so good.

"Shit!" I cursed and bit my lip when she started moving up and down it slowly, spitting on it, twirling her tongue around the shaft, and kissing it like her life depended on it. I've been with several women lately, but nobody has been able to make me feel this way.

I grabbed her hair in my hand and fucked her mouth fast and deep, making sure I pushed my whole length into her mouth until she was gagging. Well, I didn't stop even though she was choking because I fucking paid her for this, so what's the use if she can't even satisfy my needs?

"Ugh!" I groaned and tightened my fingers around her hair when I felt my cum building up, going extremely fast this time and she kept gagging.

"Fuck it!" I groaned as I pushed hard into her mouth and emptied my sperm down her throat. I pulled out of her and ran my fingers through my hair.

"What the fuck are you doing, bitch? Get your ass here and do your job," I snarled at her as I watched her seated on the ground trying to catch her breath.

"Fuck! You're so crazy," she stated as she managed to stand up to her feet, but I could tell that even she enjoyed every bit of it.

"Turn around and shoot your ass for me," I said to her as I walked over to my nightstand and pulled out the drawer. I got a pack of condoms from there, tore one out of it, and threw it at her.

"Do your job," I said to her after I threw the rest on the nightstand. I watched as she carefully tore the sachet of the condom, her face brightened with excitement as though she had been waiting for this all her life.

She walked over to me, her boobs which were standing firmly, shook slightly as she walked up to me. She had a beautiful body, but not perfect. I mean, good enough to turn me on, and that's all I want in my woman. I never gave a damn whether my flings have a super hot body or not. I mean, why should I care about that when it's just a one-time thing? Not that I'll be a boyfriend after the sex, anyway. As long as the body is sexy enough to turn me on, then I'm digging the hole.

She wore the condom over my dick, then turned and bent over my king-sized bed while shooting her round ass to me, revealing her shaved pink pussy and I couldn't just wait to bang her.

I smacked her ass and she moaned loudly. I pushed all my length into her all at once, and she yelped in pain. Sorry, but I don't do foreplay with bitches. It's up to them to get wet from sucking me or not. Why should I be all romantic with them? Just fucking why? I've never done that, and I wasn't ever going to do it.

"It hurts," she cried out as I banged her fast from behind, but fuck how she feels about this because the only thing that mattered to me was my pleasure and satisfaction, and as long as I was getting that, why should I care about how she feels about this? I am paying her for it, so it's her job to pleasure me and not the other way around.

"Don't fucking whine to me, bitch," I smacked her ass again and increased my pace, banging her so hard like it was the last thing I would do before I die, and guess what? It felt so fucking good. 

My heart hammered against my chest like it was going to explode, my blood seemed to have all gone down to my dick because it became harder, and my body shook. I knew that I was about to hit orgasm. I banged her so hard ignoring all her whimpers when I finally released my seed inside the condom, I pulled out of her and she fell roughly on the ground, gasping for breath.

I pulled out the drawer of my nightstand and brought out a parcel of money.

"Take this and get out of my room," I threw it at her then stood up and started to walk toward the bathroom.

"Are you going to pay me off just like that?" She asked, and I was forced to stop.

"Besides, it's late and I can't go out at this time," She stated as she stood from the ground and dared to sit on my bed.

"Get your ass off my bed, now!" I snapped at her, and she flinched fearfully.

"You won't want me to repeat myself. Get your ass off my bed," I snarled at her, and she quickly stood up this time.

"Sorry, but this is not a hotel where you can pass the night. I don't want to see you here when I get back," and with that, I pulled the bathroom door open then walked inside and slammed the door behind me.

Standing under the shower, I scoffed as the memories of what happened earlier today flashed through my head. 

"Wow! She must really be smart," I had to admit it because that bitch played a smart one on me. What the fuck came over me that made me gentle with her? It was the first time I was going to be like that toward my flings, and I was regretting it already. I shouldn't have ever done that. 

"Ugh! My favorite watch," I cursed angrily and ran my fingers through my wet hair. 

"Wait till I get my hands on you," I muttered and finally turned off the shower, then grabbed my towel from the rack and tied it around my waist. I walked back into my room and was impressed by the work of my maid. She already changed the bedspread.

Sitting on the bed, I pulled out the drawer of my nightstand, and there was the pack of cigarettes lying there. I grabbed it took out a stick and lit it. I only smoke once in a while especially when I'm disturbed or angry, but right now, I had no idea about what I was feeling. Whether I was angry or disturbed. I really could not tell.

I reached for my phone and dialed my bodyguard's number, Lucas.

"Yes, boss," 

"Come inside," I disconnected the call immediately then tossed the phone on the bed, and resumed smoking.

The doorbell rang minutes later and I ushered whoever was at the door, in. It was Lucas.

"Greetings, boss,"

"Have you been able to find anything about the girl?" I asked him instead, ignoring his greetings because what the fuck was I supposed to do with it?

"Not yet, boss. I couldn't track the number you asked me to track. It seemed like it was disconnected immediately," He explained to me, and I scoffed as I puffed smoke out of my mouth and nose. She is really smart and good at the games she plays. Not that I was expecting less, anyway.

"You can go," I said to him, and he bowed slightly before he left my room, and I sighed. I felt enraged that a girl outsmarted me and made a fool of me. What the heck was I thinking?

"I'm going to get you," I stated because I was very sure of that even though I had no idea when, where, and how I was going to get her, but I was sure I would...