I couldn't do this anymore.
I stood next to Marcus at the gala, smiling politely at people whose names I'd already forgotten, and all I could think about was Richard.
Richard's hands on me. Richard's c**k inside me. Richard's c*m still warm between my thighs.
I shifted slightly, feeling another trickle slide down my inner thigh, and my p***y clenched.
It had been less than an hour since he'd f****d me upstairs.
Less than an hour, and I already needed him again.
This was insane.
Reckless.
Dangerous.
But I didn't care.
I looked across the room and found Richard immediately.
It's like my body had a radar for him. He was talking with a group of people who looked like investors, looking perfectly composed in his tuxedo.
As if he could feel my gaze, his eyes flicked to mine.
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