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That’s right, after the first time I was taken … I only wanted to feel his massive cock in me again.
And my man read the disappointment in my eyes. As cream trailed down my thighs, my pussy sore and achy, he growled with a knowing gleam in his eyes.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’ll be getting more of that real soon, I promise.”
So I nodded, heart in my throat. What the hell was wrong with me? No girl should lose her virginity like this. There should be roses and candlelight, plus a big king-size bed and champagne on the side table.
Instead, I got a spotlight and a wrestling match. Plus, a big dong to break my hymen on … and I’ve never enjoyed myself more. Because after the match, Shaft took care of me. Instead of dropping me off at my house the way he usually does, this time he whisked me to his penthouse apartment.
As we stepped into the magnificent space, I turned towards him, breath trembling.
“I have to ask,” were my slow words.
“Ask away,” he rumbled, pouring me a tumbler of something sweet and heady. “I’ve got all the answers. And sweetheart, you deserve to hear them too.”
So that’s how I learned about the Billionaires Club. Evidently, they’re a group of uber-wealthy men who have an illicit underground association. There are a lot of events, including virgin auctions and nude swim lessons. Battle Bang just happens to be one of their most recent offerings. It’s co-ed wrestling, ending with the biggest finish of all.
And I was one of the girls selected for Battle Bang. I don’t know if that’s good or bad, but all I wanted was more.
But Shaft was curiously possessive.
“You want what?” he asked disbelievingly, one dark eyebrow lifting.
I nodded silently, biting my lip.
“It felt good, and it was more fun that I thought,” came my low murmur. “So why not go in for seconds?”
He frowned, that hard jaw tightening.
“Because you belong to me,” he said roughly. “Once is enough.”
I had to giggle at his possessiveness.
“Oh Michael,” I said lightly. “Once isn’t enough. I want more of that. In fact, if you want more right now, I’m happy to oblige,” was my whispered invitation as I smiled at him coyly on the couch.
But Shaft wouldn’t budge.
“No,” he said with conviction. “You belong to me and once is enough. Those assholes aren’t seeing more of your curves than absolutely necessary. They got their fill and that’s that.”
So I haven’t been back to Battle Bang since, although I hear the matches are still happening every month or so. It’s incredible, if you think about it. Petey’s Place was just a front for something dirty and filthy going on below the surface. The decrepit gym hid something mysterious and elusive underneath – the Billionaire’s Club with all its seductive attractions.
But maybe Shaft’s right, and Battle Bang isn’t for me anymore. Because our relationship has deepened in this past month, to the point where it’s something true and everlasting, and he wants me to move in with him now. With a sigh of contentment, I agreed, but my parents still haven’t heard the news. We were here to tell them now.
“You ready?” the big man growled, squeezing my hand as he knocked on the door.
I took a deep breath, eyes locking with his.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” came my small voice. “But remember, Carla and William are manipulative, not to mention crazy. So prepare yourself.”
Shaft grinned.
“Sweetheart, I didn’t get to be CEO without dealing with a couple nutjobs along the way. So don’t worry, I can handle it.”
I smiled, already a little more relaxed. Because that’s another thing I’ve discovered about my lover. He isn’t some unemployed loser who goes to the gym all the time because he’s got nowhere else to be. Instead, Shaft’s the head of a multinational corporation with offices in seventy countries. He’s only at the gym because he’s the master of his kingdom, and able to control how he spends his time. So if my man wants to hit the weights twice a day at noon and seven p.m., there’s no one who’s going to tell him no.
Finally, the door opened to reveal my stepmom, her blue eyes appraising as they swept over Shaft.
“Hello, hello,” she purred. “Come in, Michael. We’ve heard so much about you.”
As she turned away, I saw that Carla was wearing a clingy dress that emphasized her rump, which seemed to wiggle and sway more than usual. Holy shit. Was my stepmom coming onto my lover? How messed up was that?
But sure enough, my instincts were right. Even with my dad in the room, Carla was trying to make her move.
“So Michael,” she purred. “Tell us about yourself. You have a company with offices in other countries, right? I’ve always loved to travel, and if you have a private jet, maybe we could go together,” she hinted, fluttering her eyelashes.
