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I thought he’d look at me like I was a freak, or be disappointed—like I was broken or a defective model of woman. Instead, he smiled, like I’d just told him the greatest thing in the world. He leaned down and pressed his body against mine, making sure his hard cock rubbed against my now dripping pussy.

I was definitely going to leave a wet spot on him.

“But I had you right there, didn’t I?” he asked. I nodded vigorously. “You were about to—for the first time.”

“Yes,” I breathed.

“Well, guess what, my little doll? You’re going to have the orgasm when we land. I’m nowhere near done with you. In fact, I’m only getting started.”

Chapter Seven

Kai

Fuck! Why did they have to announce it right then!?

I could feel the fucking plane descending—this wasn’t some commercial airliner where they had to announced to the passengers that it was time to put their tray tables up and their seats in the upright position. This was my plane! They knew I had a girl back here

and should have known better than to disturb me.

But, as angry as I was, I’d almost gotten her there, to a place where she’d never been before. And I wasn’t going to stop until I did.

She had tasted so fucking sweet, and her juices were still coating my lips and tongue. This was a girl I knew I could never get enough of. I’d lick every inch of her body, even her most forbidden place, over and over again until she was so drunk off the ecstasy that she was ready to pass out. And then I’d do it again.

I could just picture all the filthy things I’d do with her—the ways in which I would claim her, and I was rock-fucking-hard just thinking about it.

I kissed her lips and she kissed me back, not caring that she was still all over my lips. I growled and grabbed her tits as my tongue probed into her mouth the way I’d slid into her tight little hole, feeling the place I was going to bury my cock when I got her back to my mountain mansion. She’d been embarrassed about what she shared with me, and I kissed her and caressed her body all the way until the plane touched down to make sure she knew she never had to hide anything from me—never had to be embarrassed about anything.

But as the plane slowed to a stop and the boys opened the door, Gwen slowly curled away from me and began pulling on her pants. I sat up and looked at her, but she wasn’t looking at me.

“I—maybe you should take me back home now,” she said. She tried to do something with her t-shirt that I’d ripped in half, but it wasn’t going to work. I pulled my Henley off and handed it to her.

“It’ll be a bit big,” I told her. “But we can make it work.”

She nodded and turned her back to me as she discarded her ruined shirt and slid into mine, then twisted it and tied it up in the front in an attempt to make it fit, but it was still enormous on her. When she looked back at me, I saw her eyes flicker across my muscled chest and chiseled abs, but then she looked away again.

“C—can you tell them to take me home?” she asked again.

No.

“You’re embarrassed,” I told her. “But you shouldn’t be. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“I don’t?” she gasped, throwing her arms up. “I let myself get kidnapped by you, then I even hooked up with you, let you do things to me that no one has ever done to me—I should have my fucking head examined!”

“You should examine my head,” I joked. But my little doll didn’t laugh. I was going to have to try harder. “And first of all, you didn’t let me kidnap you. I did that on my own. You had no say in the matter.”

Gwen twisted her lips into a pouty little indignant expression and crossed her arms beneath her bountiful breasts that heaved as she let out an exasperated sigh. I wanted to shred those sheer yoga pants off of her body and bend her over and get a real look at that ass of hers before plunging my cock into that tight little slit between her legs. She was going to be tight, but judging by the damp spot on my pants, she was more than ready for me to penetrate her.

My entire world had shifted from the moment I saw her, and there was no way I was letting her get away from me now.

“And second of all, you bratty little girl, your head is just fine. I want you, and you want me too, and when we get off this plane…” I bent down to her, putting my hands on either side of her so I was close enough that she could feel my heat. “I’m going to do terrible, terrible things to you that will make you forget you were ever embarrassed about anything around me.”

Despite being a billionaire “playboy,” as the tabloids liked to portray me, I hadn’t actually been with a woman in a while. Things were tough between my father and I before he died, and I wasn’t the kind of guy to drown my feelings in a flood of pussy. Besides, most girls only wanted me for my money, and I was tired of that. I wanted something real. And I’d found it.

When I’d had my tongue on her, I was only thinking of one thing: her pleasure.

I wanted to do everything I could to make her come, and now that I knew she never had, I wanted it more than ever. I was like a settler, planting my flag in foreign soil and claiming it as mine forever. I could only picture her body shaking as I sucked her little clit and watched the pleasure flood through her as the moans escaped her lips and her pussy contracted like it would when I plunged my cock inside of her.

She had no idea what was in store for her. My innocent little doll. No one would ever touch her again—especially Rufus, that cocksucker.

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