The Love Of Money - Episode 260
14-08-25 (18:01)
I knew so little about Chloe. Like, how long had it been
since she'd been laid? I recalled that night, seeing her in
my doorway with one hand buried in her panties as
she watched me fuck Ashlee. That tank top had
perfectly molded to her flawless body, and even in the
meager light, I could make out the contours of her
muscled abdomen, tight obliques, and firm shoulders.
When was the last time she'd felt someone climb on
top of that impressive body and slide into her? Did she
have anyone? She seemed married to her work.
Chloe was close, and I could have leaned in, closed less
than a foot of distance between us, and our lips would
be touching. Would she accept them? The way she'd
been staring at my hardon, I suspected I knew the
answer. She was more than a badass head of security,
after all. She was a woman... here... in my house-a safe
space where' she didn't need to keep her guard up. She
was a very sexy woman, giving me a very sexy look,
and I had an unused erection sitting in my pants.
"I should go," Chloe said and got off the couch.
My window was gone.
"I'll let you know about meeting with Psalter- and give
you a rundown of our new security measures
tomorrow. She stood there, looking at me for another
moment, then turned and left.
I thought about going after her, grabbing her wrist,
pulling her toward me, and sliding my lips over hers.
However... something told me not to do it. It didn't feel
right, and if I'd made a move on her right then, that
fleeting, delicate opportunity would have been gone
forever. She was my bodyguard, after all. Watching
each other from a distance was one thing, but actual
sex...
I sighed and almost reached for my phone to see
where' Erin was. God, how ridiculous was it that I was
getting so used to getting regular sex that I couldn't
seem to go ten minutes without someone taking care
of an erection.
As I closed my fingers around the phone, it buzzed as
someone called. Danielle.
Monday, 6:05 pm
The elevator door dinged and slid open to reveal the
lovely Danielle "I guarantee you they would have," I
said, wondering how often the security talked about
how much of a lucky son of a bitch I was.
"I changed on the elevator,' she said, "I wanted to
surprise you." She backed away a few steps and did a
little spin for me.
"You certainly did," I said as my eyes drank in her form-
soft skin, flared hips, beautiful round ass, feminine back,
and lovely legs encased in silky hose.
"I have two more surprises for you," Danni said, picking
up a bag on the elevator floor. I spied a corner of
denim peeking out of the bag -probably the clothes
she'd changed out of. She brushed past me and into the
main living room. Dropping the bag by the first couch
she came to, she reached in and pulled out a glass
bottle. The condensation suggested that it was already
chilled.
"Champaign?" I asked.
"This is the smaller one. The bigger one is later," she
said, giving me a mischievous grin. When it came to
troublemaking, she was no match for Erin, but in light
of her sweet disposition and gentle spirit, her look
suggested she had something absolutely sinful in store
for me.
"You don't have to do this," I said.
"Of course I do," she said, unwrapping the neck of the
bottle. "You had a major success today!" She handed it
to me. "Would you mind?"
"I should probably open this over a sink," I said.
Danni gave me a look. "Seriously, Marcus. You're a
billionaire. Make a little bit of a mess. Live a little!"
She was right. Holding the bottle away from us, I
popped the cork and let bubbles cascade down the
neck and across the rich tapestry underneath our feet.
"Whoo!" Danni cheered with a grin.
I raised the bottle to my lips and drank deeply of the
bubbly alcohol. I'd had champagne before, but it had
never been this good. Swallowing it, I passed the bottle
to Danni; she took it, placed a hand on my chest, and
gave me a gentle shove. I stumbled back, and she did
it again. After the second time, the backs of my legs hit
the couch, catching me off balance. I dropped me.
Still grinning down at me, she reached for the ribbon at
her waist and tugged on one of the loose ends. The
gauzy robe fell open, revealing what I'd already seen
beneath it; she dropped her shoulders as she turned her
head to the side, giving me a lovely view of her neck
and chest as the robe slipped from her arms and
dropped to her wrists. One side slid free while the other
caught on the glass bottle in her grasp. She switched
hands so the filmy material fell to the floor, forgotten as
she stood before me with her beautiful figure on full
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