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Rolling her onto her back, her legs immediately parted, allowing him to settle into the valley of her thighs.
She gasped as the blunt tip of his cock nudged her entrance before he surged forward, sinking fully into her.
“London,” she moaned. He trailed passionate kisses along her jawline and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck.
He withdrew slightly before thrusting harder.
“I was thinking…” He paused, shifting up onto his knees. Pressing his hands on the back of her thighs, he opened her wider. She dug her nails into the bedding, feeling more exposed and at his mercy. His hips rocked, sending him deeper inside. “We should stay here all weekend. Just the two of us.”
Alana’s eyes fluttered closed as she basked in the sensation of him fucking her. His movements grew bolder, harder, faster.
London was commanding her body, and she was willingly giving herself to him.
He wanted to lock them away in a million-dollar mansion for the weekend? So be it.
“Mr. Keith, there’s a Mr. Berry Jenkins on line one for you,” his secretary announced. London looked at his desk phone, his heart leaping in his chest.
“Give me a second. I’ll get it,” London replied to Carol.
Berry Jenkins was Khalil’s business manager.
It was Monday morning, and he was back in the office. As much as he loved working and making money, he had not been ready to come back to reality. The weekend at his suburban home had been magical. Alana was as in love with the home as he was.
They had spent the entire weekend blessing every room. He should’ve been tired from his sex filled days with Alana, but he wasn’t.
Hell, he was growing stiff just thinking about her. He’d lost count of how many times they had made love.
Inviting her to his home had meant a lot to him. That was a place he’d never taken a woman to, but he hadn’t shared that with her. It was a sensitive subject between them.
He’d had food delivered to them, and had refused to allow either of them to dress. That had made things very interesting.
Breathing deep, he picked up the phone. “This is London Keith.”
“Mr. Keith, it’s Berry Jenkins. How are you?”
“I’m doing well. I’m hoping you’re calling with good news,” London coaxed, cutting to the chase. He needed to know.
Was he going to be representing Khalil or not?
London had a good feeling that Khalil was won over by Alana alone. She had captivated the basketball star, giving him much to think about.
“You’re straight forward, and that’s something Khalil and I like about you.”
“What’s the point of beating around the bush? I’m always going to be honest with you.”
“You can stop trying to sell us,” Berry chuckled. London’s breath caught in his throat. “You’ve sold us. Khalil with be signing with you.”
London pumped his fist in the air. This was just what he needed.
“I’m so glad to hear that, Berry. Just know that I’ll be working very hard for Khalil and the family.”
Working with the athletes involved working with their families. London knew these contracts and endorsements were not only for the stars, but their families as well, and everyone they supported.
“I’m sure you are. We’ve heard a lot of good things about your company, and we’re sure this will be a good fit.”
“I’m sure of it. I’ll have my secretary set up a meeting for the contract signing.”
“You do that. Thursday is a good day for us.”
