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NicoBecause I’m way too obsessed, the next day I check to see if Sondra quit or checked out. She didn’t, but she did call in sick.I search the casino video feeds until I eventually spot her lying out by the pool.I smile. Good for her.But then I wish I hadn’t found her, because the urge to go out on the pool deck and rip that string bikini off her body and lick every place the sun hasn’t touched overwhelms me. And that’s closely followed by a blast of white hot jealousy. Because every fucking guy on the pool deck is seeing the same thing I am.And something about a scantily clad Sondra Simonson is way more risqué than the showgirls and cocktail waitresses who parade around my club with more of their asses and tits showing.I do the only thing reasonable—get the hell away from the security feeds and out on the floor, terrorizing my employees.I see Corey on the floor and her eyes meet mine, bold and confrontational.Yes, I handed your boyfriend his ass and told him to get out of you
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He withdraws and slams into me, taking my breath away with the force of it. It’s too rough, too hard, but I wouldn’t complain if it killed me. It feels so right. So good. He fucks me hard, his loins slapping against my ass like a second spanking, his cock drilling deep inside my sopping channel.“Please.” Now that I know what he wants, what makes him crazy, I’m going to keep saying it.He curses again and grips my upper arms, arching my upper back as he pounds into me.I whimper but I spread my legs wider, work to relax my muscles to better receive the full force of his thrusts. My mind is lost. I haven’t even come yet, but I’m rocketing into outer space. No, somewhere better than outer space. The place of no thought. Only pleasure. Only ripe, juicy, satisfying, pounding pleasure.“Yes, Nico, please,” I whine.“Stop begging, baby.” His voice is rough. “Stop begging or I won’t last another—fuuuuuuuck.” He buries himself deep and bucks his hips against my ass, coming.Somehow, he still
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NicoThere’s an actual spring in my step as I stride through my casino the next day. I slept sixteen hours and woke up with a boner hard enough to pound a nail. I didn’t let myself rub one out, either, because now that I’ve finally dipped my cock in Sondra’s tight little pussy, nothing else will do.I knew it would be that way.She’d better not run, because I’m not about to let her out of my clutches now.First thing I did when I woke was make sure she hadn’t checked out of the suite I put her in. She hadn’t. And her employee name tag was sitting in the room, so chances were good she was there, still sleeping.Everything seems to be in perfect order at the casino. Things went on without me. I stop at the business office to verify the income from the night before, and start to respond to the forty-seven texts I received while I slept like a bear in hibernation.Meanwhile, I’m famished.And somehow, I end up on the eighth floor, standing outside the suite where I put Sondra. I pull my k
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SondraHe can’t stay away from me. I shouldn’t be so giddy about it, but I am. I know this roller coaster ride probably ends in disaster, but I just can’t get off.I head to the housekeeping office to punch in. Of course Nico’s patronizing me by keeping me on as his personal housekeeper. If I had any pride or sense, I’d get my butt back to Corey’s place and refuse to play his out his fuck the housekeeper fantasies.Especially considering the looks I get from the other maids when I show up.Fuck. All 6080 Bellissimo employees probably know I’m sleeping with the boss by now.I punch in and push the housekeeping cart up to Tacone’s penthouse suite. He’s not there yet, and I get started fast, wanting to finish quickly in case he wants to hang out.The room service arrives before he does. It’s awkward answering the knock, but the waiter bows. “Good morning, Ms. Simonson. Where would you like the food?”Oh holy hell. He’s giving his staff my name. I point to the table by the wall of windows
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Sondra“I changed my mind,” I tell Corey, my cell phone pinched between my ear and my shoulder as I pace around on the balcony of my Bellissimo suite. “I don’t want to go on this date.”“Okay, so you don’t have to,” she says patiently. “You don’t have to stay there. You don’t have to work there. I’ll come pick you up right now.”She stopped by after her shift earlier and I filled her in on the latest. Now I’ve called her at home to talk some more.I peer over the edge of the balcony at the busy strip below. “A quick crazy fling with Nico Tacone is one thing, but dating him? It’s a bad idea.”“Agreed,” Corey says. “So cancel the date.”“I don’t even have his phone number. I have to wait until he shows up.”“What are you really worried about? Just say it, even if you think it sounds stupid.”Corey knows me so well.“I have nothing to wear,” I blurt. That’s not really what this is about, but it seems to symbolize my dilemma. I’m not prepared to handle Nico Tacone and everything it might
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NicoI’m dealing with three idiot would-be coke dealers in my dungeon. Yes, my basement is a fucking dungeon, with an underground network of tunnels that lead out into the city. You might call them catacombs, because more than one body has been buried here.They’re kids. Young. Stupid. Easy to scare.Security caught them moving powder in my nightclub. They could’ve called the cops, but I prefer to deal with this kind of shit in my own way. A little dose of fear goes a helluva lot farther than the threat of a badge.I nod at my younger cousin Sal, who busts one of the guy’s nose, then pulls his head up by the hair. All three of them have been worked over by my soldiers.“This is Mr. Tacone, owner of the Bellissimo. He has something to say to you.”The kid is shitting himself. I walk over and look down my nose at him. “You think you can sell drugs in my club? In my casino?”“I’m sorry, Mr. Tacone,” the guy on the left babbles. “W-we didn’t know who you were. That you owned this place. W
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Sondra“So you’ll help?”Nico grimaces, but he nods. “I’ll help you.”I clutch his arm. “You won’t hurt him?”His nostrils flare. “I can’t fucking stand you begging me on his behalf, bambi.”I can’t really stand it, either. Tanner shouldn’t be screwing up my relationship with Nico. But I feel responsible for taking the car. I knew when I did it, it was the wrong thing to do, but I wanted to punish him. But not with death.I drop my forehead against his chest and he strokes the back of my neck. I still can’t believe such a powerful man is so into me, but knowing he’s willing to give me this means everything.“I won’t hurt him,” he mutters, disgust registering in his voice. “But if it costs me thirty large, I’m going to take payment out on your ass.”I jerk my head up to read his expression and find him smirking. My butt clenches at the threat. Does he mean more spanking? Because I pretty much loved every time he’s done it.“Give me the details on the car. I’ll send my guys over there t
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NicoI enter my suite around five in the morning. Like every night this week, Sondra’s in my bed sleeping. Where she belongs.My guys found the drugs in her car—a half pound of molly, which has a street value of more than $30K. They delivered it to her asshole ex with a mild beat-down and the warning to never contact Sondra again. Problem solved. I’m not even pissed anymore, because I got to be her hero.I stand in the doorway and look at her, so beautiful, her expression sweet in slumber. If I were a decent man, I’d let her sleep. But I can’t fucking sleep until I’ve put my dick into her, so I take off my clothes and climb over her.She murmurs something in her sleep, her knees parting to make room for me. My cock is harder than stone, already leaking for her. I’ve been waiting for this moment all fucking night, but I had three private games to manage that took my attention.Sondra’s wearing a tank top and a pair of pink satin panties. I tug up her tank and feast on one nipple.“Nico
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