Chapter 400
Cupid
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Finished
“Boss, when are we leaving?” Desmond leaned close to whisper in my ear, but my eyes were locked on the stripper writhing in front of me, thighs spread wide, trying to force her body to overwrite the one burned-in image of that gorgeous lady I havd held in my heart but It was useless.
Last night I’d tested the new shipment myself, sniffed a line, tasted the purity. Top-grade, already moving on the streets.
Now here I sat in my own club, sky-high, desperate to erase her, and nothing worked. The girl on stage should have had me hard in seconds. Instead I felt nothing.
I only wanted the one who’d walked away from me on that terrace after calling me a gangster, the one who looked like she belonged to a completely different world than the violent chaos I ruled.
Jaw clenched, I stood abruptly and headed for the exit, my men lining the corridor bowing as I passed. Desmond caught up at the car.
“Last stack sold. Cash is in the trunk,” he reported.
I nodded once, slid behind the wheel, lit a cigarette, and pulled out toward the rainforest drop. That’s how it worked. The dirty money in, clean money out, laundered smooth through the Godlike legal empire. Simple.
By the time I reached home I’d smoked the entire pack. I drove into the hidden tunnel, parked in the underground garage, and exhaled wearily. No sleep since last night. I needed some.
I got out, opened the trunk. Neat bricks of cash stared back at me. I hauled the heavy bags into the private elevator that rose straight to my living room, then carried them into the steel- walled vault.
There are cameras everywhere, one secret room stacked with weapons, another with money. The cash room was ice-cold. I added the new bundles to the towering wall of bills, turned, and headed for the bathroom.
I stripped fast, kicking off boots, yanking down trousers and briefs. My cock sprang free, I stepped into the multi-head shower and let scalding water blast me from every side.
I soaped up slowly, but the slick bar sliding in my palm dragged my mind straight back to her. Instantly I hardened, straining.
I looked down at the thick length in my fist and imagined burying it inside her. How loud she
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would cry if I ever got her beneath me.
Finished
Eyes closed, I started stroking, picturing those full breasts, the pale pink nipples I’d only I knew the color of. Then her mouth, how it would stretch around me, how deep I could force myself down her throat.
I was close, so close, cum already beading at the tip, when the TV newscaster’s voice cut through the steam.
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