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“Yeah.”
I chuckled at her shy response.
“You’ve never done that before?” I inquired.
“No, not ever.” She seemed amazed at what had taken place between us and at her body’s natural reaction to high stimulation.
“I’m glad I was your first. Be ready for more of that,” I said with a wink. She smiled up at me as my hard dick pressed against her center. “Taste it,” I said before leaning down and kissing her deeply. I allowed her very flavor to enter her mouth. She moaned as I placed my dick directly at her entrance. I broke away and reached into my nightstand drawer, pulling out a condom. I sat up and placed it on quickly before I was over her again, my lips back on hers. My cock pulsated in need for her before I drove in. She screamed into my mouth.
Over and over, I drove my dick into her with all my strength. Layla’s eyes stared deeply into mine as I fucked her hard. So far, she’d handled everything so well. I couldn’t wait to do more to her. With her. Those thoughts alone were enough to make me find myself near the edge.
“Oh fuck!” Layla screamed as her pussy gripped my cock and I fell apart with her, a grunt leaving me as I shot my seed into the condom.
“Fuck yeah,” I grunted before I pulled myself out of her, I turned over and pulled off the condom, disposing it in the wastebasket near the bed.
I quickly reached behind her and untied the scarf, my fingers rubbing her wrists to keep circulation flowing.
“Good girl,” I whispered as I pulled her close.
I awoke to my cell phone. Layla was still fast asleep, and I worked quickly to not disturb her. I walked into the other room and took the call. It was hotel security, there was a disturbance at one of my nightclubs in the hotel, apparently it was my brother.
Reluctantly, I dressed in a relaxed t-shirt and jeans before leaving Layla alone in my bed.
I rode my elevator down to the floor where the club was. In the office next to the club was where my brother had been placed with the manger and security. I sighed as my drunk ass brother laughed at my presence.
“Your boss is here,” he announced to the staff with a drunken laugh.
I shook my head as I took him by the shirt and pulled him up. Theo was a hot fucking mess and becoming a liability, but I had a responsibility to him. He’d done so much for me in the past, I couldn’t let him spiral out of control. I had to clean up his messes.
“Thank you all. Please send me an incident report in the morning. Come on, Theo.” I took my brother by the collar and yanked him along with me.
As we reached my elevator, I dialed up my personal security guard on my phone. He answered groggily.
“Hi Jason, sorry to wake you. I need you at my suite in ten minutes,” I instructed.
“Yes, sir,” Jason responded before I ended the call.
I yanked Theo into the elevator with me and pressed the button to take us to my penthouse suite. We didn’t speak and when we arrived at my suite, I laid into him.
“Why the fuck didn’t you stay in your room for the night?” I asked angrily. My face was hot in pure resentment of the guy I was once very close with.
“I wanted to party,” he answered as if this were some sort of game. He gave a sly grin.
“Everything you do reflects badly on me, even in my own fucking hotel. You need to slow down with the drinking and think about your actions. I’m tired of treating you like some petulant child, Theo,” I growled at him as he plopped casually down on the couch, which pissed me off even more.
“Whatever, golden child,” he mocked.
“You know damn well I’m not perfect. I’ve made mistakes, but I’m living past them.”
“Yeah, because I took the consequences,” Theo reminded me, and I froze. He had to remind me of my shortcomings.
Luckily, the elevator opened and there was Jason, my big buff security guard, who could take down any scum that meant any harm to me.
“Take my brother to his room, get your team to stand routine guard to keep him there until he sobers up,” I instructed Jason who nodded. He grabbed Theo by the collar as I’d done earlier and pushed him toward and into the elevator.
I rubbed my temple once they were out of sight.
“What’s wrong?” a sweet voice asked. I quickly faced the staircase where Layla stood wrapped in my bedsheet, a vision.
