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"What?" I moaned again grinding into him.

"You submitting to me while I fuck your brains out," his hand began their trail up, gripping my breast.

Kenji was a breast man.

He had a real affinity for titty fucking me. The first time we'd ever met, he'd promised me that he was going to do one of two things. He was going to titty fuck me and then cover my face in cum.

He'd done it both, a week later.

Kenji eventually peeled my clothes off my body. Then he'd positioned me just how he liked me before putting his dick on my chest and pushing my titties together. He moved in and out, pinching my hard dark chocolate chip-covered nipples.

When he was close he screamed out in Japanese, the only word I knew was heaven. It was like part of his catchphrase or some shit.

Cum leaked out from his dick and he moved from off me, his breaths coming out hard and labored. I'd felt nothing after the encounter. I’d lain there for a few moments feeling empty, unsatisfied. There was no sexual gratification of any sort.

Later, that night, after we'd fucked again for the first time in maybe two years, Kenji lay beside me snoring away softly. I’d stared at the ceiling wishing I’d driven myself here so that I could leave and go home.

I'd slid my trembling fingers down to my soaked snatch and played with myself trying to find some sort of satisfaction. The heat that waited for me there was thick and desperate. I wanted relief as I parted my folds finding them slick.

The images that I conjured of Matteo sent a thrill through my body. The way his dark brown eyes would stare at me with such intensity.

His mouth... I imagined him eating my pussy with such expertise it would make a porn star blush.

And I'd come then, my body humming with pure fucking desire.

Hard.

Chapter 11

Matteo

I'd tracked Rain to theHellfire Clubbut hadn't been able to gain entrance. Naturally I'd texted Jason.

He hadn't replied in the hour I'd spent waiting.

It didn’t take long for Rain to emerge from the club though. And when she had, it’d been on the arm of the Ito family's golden son.

I'd run him through every system, and database but not much had appeared. He was simply a businessman on paper, but I knew that was some sort of front.

It had to be.

He was also a reckless fucking driver.

I nearly lost them on the freeway but managed to keep up, making sure to stay behind a good distance.

They arrived in the gated cookie cutter community forcing me to park on the street. If I still wanted to run any sort of surveillance, I was going to have to sneak into the community.

I had on all black anyway, and not because I had planned on sneaking around, but I was thankful for the fashion decision I'd made.

Sure, that enough time had passed, I found myself walking around the perimeter of the community. A few security guards on duty drove by with flashlights shining from the golf carts they were on.

"Fucking rent-a-cops," I hissed with disdain as I threw my body flush up against a tree.

When they passed, I eased out onto the black paved path and sprinted. By my calculation, I was roughly six houses away.

A sound caught my ears and I stopped running.

"Big Black! Get back here...!"

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