by Ash, Nikki
“Thank you, Amore.” Cecilia gives me a kiss on my cheek. Her hands run up my body and her perky tits rub up against my chest. She lingers a little too long, her wet lips remaining on my cheek. Then she moves her mouth over to kiss my lips.
“Not out here, Cecilia.” She pouts but nods. She knows I don’t fuck around where everyone can see. I have a reputation to uphold. Touching and fucking stays behind closed doors.
Taking her hand in mine, I pull her to my office. It’s on the first floor along with the restaurant, the bar, and the common area as well as the private rooms. On this floor, there is also the staff kitchen. All the ladies including Cecilia sleep on the second floor. The east wing is for the women who work as escorts, and the west wing is for the rest of the staff. My living quarters are on the third floor by itself and I never bring anybody to my room. Bedrooms are intimate and nothing about what I do with Cecilia or any woman is meant to be intimate. It’s nothing more than a fuck, and whoever I’m with, especially Cecilia, needs to remember that.
Once we get to my office, I don’t even bother removing her clothes. She has been getting too emotionally attached lately and she needs to remember she will never be anything more than a fuck.
Pulling her dress up to her waist, I push her panties to the side and stick two fingers inside her to make sure she’s wet. She quickly undoes my pants, pushing them to the ground then she reaches into my briefs to pull my cock out.
Grabbing her by her hair, I turn her around and bend her over the edge of my desk, her face pressed against the wood, her ass up in the air. I rip open a condom, roll it over my hard length then shove my cock into her pussy fucking her relentlessly until we both find our release.
Once we have both come, I tuck my cock back into my briefs and pull my pants up. Cecilia turns around with hearts in her eyes. At some point, I am going to have to stop fucking her. She wants all types of shit I can’t give her. Shit I’m not willing to give her.
“I need to get back to work.” I open the door, making it clear it’s time for her to leave. Money doesn’t get made on its own after all.
Other books By Nikki Ash
All books can be read as stand-alones
The Fighting Series
Fighting for a Second Chance
Fighting with Faith
Fighting for Your Touch
Fighting for Your Love
Fighting ‘round the Christmas Tree: A Fighting Series Novella
Fighting Love novels
Tapping Out
Clinched (Coming Spring 2018)
Takedown (Coming Summer 2018)
Mob Romance
Bordello
Sports Romance
The Pickup (Coming in 2018)