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Soon, I’m slamming into her, balls deep, and she’s moaning, trying to get some purchase, trying to move, but I’m not letting her.
“More, you fucker, harder. Oh. Yes!”
I hammer into her, gripping both hips and slamming into her body. The sight of my cock pushing into her ass is almost too much, but we’re both grunting and moaning and her words and commands start to unravel until I’m taking her ass so fucking hard it’s like I’m nailing her cunt.
She comes deep with a howl, her body rippling over me. I can feel her orgasm from so many places in her, all around me, and I can’t help it. I let go and come, too, my cock jerking and spurting cum deep into her. I slam into her one last time and hold it there. Buried deep inside her.
Then I kiss her back, make my way up to her neck where I bite her nape like an animal laying claim. Dominating.
And she whimpers. Moans. Whispers, “Yes…”
I kiss her there.
Slowly, though, I ease out of her, and take in my handiwork.
She’s a glorious mess, dripping cum from her ass, from her cunt. Her ass is open, slowly closing back up, and I think I’m in love with this fucking image.
Then, I look down at myself. One leg’s out of my trousers and underwear, the other wearing them like a ball and fucking chain. And my cock’s still half hard, wet from her.
I just go and get the Yamazaki and remove the top. “If anything’s deserving of this expensive drop, it’s this moment.”
She’s still lying there, hands on either side of her head. And I take a swallow, then I offer her the bottle.
“Do you know how many of those there are in the world?”
“I’m aware,” I say, holding it out. “I own a few of them. And as I said, worth it.”
“Should I be flattered?” She sits up, then takes the bottle and sips, handing it back.
I take another swallow as she stands. “I would be.”
“Hendrick, I…”
“Do not,” I say, coming up to her and kissing her, sucking her lip into my mouth before biting down hard, “tell me you’re sorry or some other empty word of platitude.”
“Okay.”
“What did he send you here for?”
“I told you. I was looking for the bathroom. And I found one.” She points in the right direction. “I’m not working for anyone. I met him, didn’t like him. And I don’t like you, much, either.”
“You like fucking me.”
“There’s that.”
I want to ask if she likes fucking him, but I’m not asking that. I’m not going there. I pause. “So an infamous thief wanders into my party, into my office, to use the bathroom?”
“Maybe I wanted to steal the Picasso.”
She saw that? Most people don’t even know what the small little painting in the reading room is. Of course, she saw it.
“You don’t have the Picasso, Magdalena.”
“Got anything else worth stealing?”
I just smile at her. “What do you think?”
We just stare at each other, and…fuck. I take another sip and set the bottle down.
