Page 45 of Misguided Vows

Will

Irest my hand on her knee, gliding my thumb up her inner thigh as I let her work. I’m driving us to meet with my lawyer, who I’ve spent all morning with, putting all my affairs in order.

She’s been reading the same page on her tablet for the last five minutes, and I’m certain it has something to do with my thumb that continues rolling over her jeans, but she doesn’t say anything, as I’m on speaker with one of my men.

Tracking is how I made my fortune, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t invested my wealth in other avenues of businesses all across the world. This particular venture is based back home in London.

I don’t often deal with issues personally, since I’ve hired the right people to handle things for me, but because of a recent fire that burned one of my buildings to the ground, we have to go over some finer details.

Being completely honest, I’m only half listening, as the only thing I can focus on is how good Alina’s pussy tastes. By the time I’ve finished with the call we’ve already reached the airstrip.

“You’ve been staring at that same page for a while. Eavesdropping on my call?” I ask with a smirk.

“No. But… isn’t it serious that one of your buildings burned to the ground?”

I shrug as I stop on the tarmac. “Not really. No one was hurt, and I just put more money in for it to be rebuilt. Worried about my fortune, love?”

She folds her arms over her chest and looks away. “You wish. The only thing I care about is you holding up your end of the bargain.”

I can tell she’s still doesn’t believe I’ll go through with giving her the plane. I may be many things, but a liar I’m not. And I’m curious as to what this little vixen plans to do with it.

“Shall we go transfer the plane into your name, or would you like to bounce on my cock again?” I ask, readjusting myself. Her gaze immediately drops to my cock, and she bites her bottom lip before looking away. I chuckle, loving the way she can’t help herself. She’s attracted to me just as much as I am to her, and I thought last night would be enough to get her out of my system. But I haven’t had nearly enough.

I step out of the car and go around to her side to open the door. I offer my hand, and she seems hesitant to hold it but does. We walk toward the airstrip’s office, where I know my lawyer will be waiting.

When I spot him, I don’t drop Alina’s hand.

“You have the contracts?” I ask my lawyer, who stands to attention and adjusts his suit when he sees us.

“Yes. Strange requests, but it’s all here,” he says, pointing to the papers. The moment Alina walked out of my room last night and I jacked off one more time when she left me high and dry, I called him to put him to work on this immediately. Black rings circle under his eyes as he pushes the contract across the table. I’ve already gone over the virtual copy, and so I pass it to Alina.

We haven’t even sat down and she’s already wide-eyed.

“The plane is yours.” I nod to the paperwork. “Sign it and it’s a done deal.”

She licks her lips as she takes a seat. “Are you really giving me your plane?” She looks between me and the lawyer, and I smirk as I take a seat beside her. She pushed for this, and yet is in disbelief that’s happening.

I lean in and whisper, “Yes. A bet is a bet. But I’m not against earning brownie points, and perhaps that sweet pussy of yours milking my cock again.”

The lawyer clears his throat. “I’ll remove myself for the time being while you go over the contract together.”

Alina’s cheeks are bright red as he leaves. “Why would you say that in front of him?”

“Because I can, Alina, and I don’t care. The only person I focus my attention on in this room is you.”

Her breath hitches, and I notice how uncomfortable she is. She always resists me if I say things like that. And I like how it makes her squirm.

“Can you afford to give me this plane? If this is going to make you broke or—”

I laugh and pout. “I could easily afford twenty of these. I can see you second guessing yourself. Are you telling me your pussy isn’t worth millions?”

Her cheeks go red again, as if we still have an audience.

I lean toward her, guiding her hand and pen. “All you have to do is sign.” She smells good and fuck me if it’s not tempting to fuck her all over again. “You know your worth. Don’t second guess it again,” I tell her in a hushed tone.

“I know my worth.” I see the spark and challenge coming back to life in her. “But I’ll read the fine print first, thank you very much.”

I smirk. “Please do. I’ll wait.”

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