CHAPTER 7

A small remote on the coffee table in front of the sofa suddenly caught Terrence's eye.He pondered the idea of playing sultry music to complement the woman who was lying lewdly beneath him. A few clicks and the entire penthouse was filled with the soothing sounds of jazz. The woman was beaming from ear to ear as she rose to devise a plan to provide entertainment for Terrence.

Terrence was taken aback and simply followed her gaze as she walked coquettishly towards the metal pole in the middle of the room.

In time with the jazz music, she began swaying her hips as she clung to the metal pole. Her eyes were filled with lust and sexiness as she rubbed her breasts against the pole in a back-and-forth motion. After this, Terrence thought of installing a dancing pole in his room in the mansion. It’s a nice addition to his ‘session room’.

She gradually unzipped her halter top dress, revealing her enviable figure. While swaying her hips, she fumbled her perfectly rounded breasts. His pupils dilated in response to what he now sees. She was enticing him with her gaze. He smacks his lips as if he'd like to eat her whole. His throat suddenly feels dry as the woman runs her fingers all over her body. Every inch of her body gives him a different sense of heat, coming between his thighs that are on the verge of revolting.

She seemed to get what I was feeling as she made her way to where the bottle of wine was and  grabbed it. She walked up to Terrence, wine glass in hand, and poured some for him.

Flirtatiously she asked, "Are you thirsty, babe?". She sat next to him with her legs crossed. She's wearing nothing but a black thong and stilettos.

She sipped the wine slowly. Terrence thought she just wanted something to drink, but she grabbed his chin and passed it to him using her mouth. He was taken aback by her sudden action. When he bit into her cherry-flavored lips, he got a mouthful of wine's sweet tang and cherry flavor. A naughty thought crossed his mind as he savored her luscious mouth. His right hand landed on her soft, luscious breast as their tongues fought each other. Terrence began rolling his fingers on teats.She let out an audible whimper. To his delight, he is perked up by her moans as well as some jazz music playing softly in the background.

Oh, yes! More!” She uttered the words between sighs. As Terrence rubbed his fingers along her thigh, she was overcome with desire. He made her open her legs wider so he could see her lady garden.  "She blushed when he quickly undressed, revealing his perfectly sculpted torso.

"What a slut!"  You’re all soaked down here!" In the midst of saying those words, he began rubbing his fingers over her genitals without taking off her underwear, prompting her to scream with delight.

"You like this bitch, huh?!" He asked ardently as he pushed his fingers deeper and harder into her core. Her nails were digging into his flesh as she grabbed her shoulders. She feels like her insides were on fire.

Her legs became stiff after a few thrusts.She grabbed Terrence's hair tightly and let out a loud moan as she climaxed.

He realized that time was running out, so she carried her still-quivering body and made her step up the pole, bending her body and widening her legs as she climbed. In this position, he can clearly see her womanhood and her perfectly shaped buttocks. They can't wait to get their hands on her lady hole.

He grabbed the gold-packet of protection on his back-pocket and used his teeth to tear it. The woman heard the sound of it and moaned in anticipation. Terrence removed his remaining piece of clothing and held his already-aching manmeat and pointed it at her wet entrance. His seven-inch rod is too big for her. She screamed in pain as he pounded her insides.

"Y-you’re too big! I might rip up!” When she screamed, it only fueled his desire to do even more heinous things to her. He inserted his thumb into her second hole with a wiggle of his thumb. He simultaneously pushed her other hole and pounded her.

As she’s almost at her peak, the woman screamed his name in delight at the sensation it brought.

"Terrence! H-Harder please! " She begged. Her knees began to wobble. He held her hips and pressed his sword deeply and faster until they both finished at the same time. They were both panting and sweating as we fell to the floor because of exhaustion but Terrence’s shaft is still hard.

"Wow, that was so good!" she exclaimed. " You've got the looks, the stuff, and the moves, all in one "she said, her hands on her thighs, rubbing them together. While she was getting dressed, Terrence grabbed his phone from the side of the bed and realized they were three minutes early. “Hey, don’t forget about the contract. Take all your stuff and leave." Terrence has returned to his usual icy demeanor.

"Why can’t we do it again?" she curiously asked. “I know you loved how I made you happy tonight.

"No, hun, I don't eat food that I've already spit on. You can now leave because your job is finished "He responded in a firm manner, which caused her to snicker.

"Fierce, I see. That's great! "she chimed in. Slowly, she walked towards him, batting her eyes and smacking her lips. It’s as if Terrence is in the presence of a different woman all of a sudden. She slithered over him like a snake with her hands placed over his shoulders. He felt a sharp pain in his neck as she clung to him in an unrelenting manner. As his vision began to form kaleidoscopic images, his head began to feel heavy.

"What’s wrong, baby? Are you feeling sick?” Before his entire vision went black, he overheard her say something in an irritating laugh.