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Chapter 179
I pulled back, tugging her up from her seat without hesitation.
If I was going to deal with Karina’s shitstorm the second we landed, then I sure as hell deserved some form of stress relief before that happened.
I thought burying my cock in Kasmine’s mouth would ease the tension, drain some of the anger coiling in my gut like barbed wire.
I was wrong.
If anything, it had fueled the fire and left me edgier, my body still thrumming with need even after I came–twice.
Now, all I could think about was sinking into her, stretching her tight little pussy around. my cock, and fucking her like the needy slut she’d made herself in that cramped convenience. The way she had dropped to her knees, taken me deep, let me use her mouth to get some relief–fuck.
And now?
Now, I needed more.
We stepped off the plane, the humid scent of the tarmac hitting me hard, but I barely registered it. My focus was on the black convoy lined up at the private exit, where my men were already waiting.
“Jack will take you home,” I said to June without sparing her a glance.
“What?” Her voice pitched high as she scrambled to keep up with my long strides. “No. I want to come with you.”
I didn’t slow down. “June, go home,” I said, and it would be a pity if she missed the
warning in my tone.
“What about the meeting with my father?” She paused and asked, but I didn’t stop. walking.
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I needed that meeting, but not now.
Not when Karina had resurfaced like a fucking plague.
“I’ll call you about it. For now, go home. Your sick father needs you,” I know my words hurt, but I couldn’t care less.
“Get in,” I said to Kasmine, yanking open the door myself before the guards could. I slid in beside her, shutting the door with a snap.
About an hour into the drive, I activated the blinds of the limo I and Kasmine sat. I was still too wound up, my muscles tight, my blood thrumming with a violent edge, and my cock threatened to bore a hole in my pants.
Fuck.
“You’re naked, Mine,” I hissed, feeling the warmth of her ass cheeks on my palms.
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