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enough to go looking, but that was before today’s meeting. Those who keep their eyes on me will be scampering to figure out who she is, and when they finally catch on that she’s mine, something I plan to make certain of very soon, all hell is going to break loose. I’m going to have to protect her before she gets scared off.

I lied when I made my proposition; whether she likes fucking me or not is not up for debate; I have no doubt that she would, I’ll make sure of it. The only question is, how long can she hold my interest? No one has ever been able to, not even in high school. The problem usually stems from the size of my dick.

Most girls and now women would love to be the one on my arm, but then they get a taste of my monster and run for the hills. They’d love to play wife, but without that one thing getting in the way, which is not something I’m even remotely interested in. Tessa was the only one who came close to taking all of me, and maybe that’s the reason I’d lost my head and asked her to marry me.

I’m not holding out much hope that this tiny one would be able to take me, but something about her makes me want to try and then some. I love her resolve and that heart of hers that she has no idea I can see just by reading through her thoughts and watching her now; I want to try even more. And the fact that she’s a virgin just seals the whole damn deal for me.

I’ll probably end up doing some damage, but the last few days, nothing has intrigued me more than the thought of busting her cherry on the head of my cock. Dammit! I shifted in my seat as she awaited an answer to her last question. When she gets flustered, her chest moves with each breath, and my eyes dropped there now, which did not help my situation any. I can just imagine cumming all over those beauties after face fucking her raw. Have mercy.

Maybe I need to take a step back and reevaluate this situation. A man in my position can’t afford to make any mistakes when it comes to dealing with the opposite sex. These days, everyone is looking for a payday. But somehow, I don’t get that feeling around her. Even if I hadn’t hacked into her shit and got the gist of what it was she was after, I doubt that I would’ve seen her the way I’ve come to view most women.

There’s just something about her that makes me want to get to know her better and for much longer than any of my past relationships have been. And that was before she even stepped foot in my space. That boredom that I’ve been feeling has been lifting by the second with each word that comes out of her mouth. She’s just so…uniquely special, I guess.

Most people, when they finally meet me, seem to forget that I’m just a human. Young, old, male, female, they all seem to think that my money has somehow made me other than. I now know how true the saying, ‘it’s very lonely at the top’ really is. Most of the time, you worry about people wanting to get close to you because of your wealth; you start feeling like you’re nothing more than a wallet to some, even friends you’ve known your whole life.

With her, I don’t seem to have that worry. Maybe because one of the things I’d seen on her computer was her ramblings about not contacting me any longer once she realized that I was ‘the’ Jared Macalister. She had some choice things to say about that, which I won’t bring up since she’s already embarrassed enough. Now she’s breathing fire as her chest heaves at me. “Well? Aren’t you going to answer me? How do you know I’m a virgin?”

Can she be any more adorable? And that lip of hers, that little pout, she’s like a walking wet dream, and my cock is here for all of it. Fuck it! I got to my feet after taking a few deep breaths and walked around to her side. “Let’s talk about it over lunch.”

Samantha

He reached for my hand, and I had to squeeze my thighs together to ease the ache that was there. What the hell is happening? My