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chest, sculpted perfectly and beautifully. It felt like I was clenching stone as I attempted to dig my fingers into them. He let out a soft moan as my fingers teasingly slid downwards and landed on the upper half of his crotch… And then further down, further… Until I was grasping his big cock in my hand.
     
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    The chopper set us down atop Brad’s rooftop, which was apparently a designated landing spot. He explained that it was all legal and had been set up a year prior when he’d decided to get his own chopper (and pilot), after making a big deal that earned him another billion dollars. “Disposable money”, he called it, and he said it was “Fun to spend sometimes”.
    “So should I be on my way home?” I asked him.
    “You might need a breather from me. Hell, I would.” He smiled as he set his wallet on top of the kitchen counter and then stretched his back with his head pointed straight up.
    “You might need one from me too…”
    “I’ve already made arrangements for you to be taken home in one of my limousines. Let me call my driver and let him know you’re ready.”
    “Hey, Brad.” I walked over to him and ran my hands over his muscular arms, up to his bulging shoulders, “I had a really nice morning.”
    It was true, the morning had been incredible and a whirlwind of crazy events. It was only twelve o’clock on a Sunday and for the rest of the day I had nothing to do. I almost wished he’d asked me to stay with him, but of course I didn’t want to smother him especially since we’d just met. About five minutes later there was a buzz at the door and Brad walked me outside. A long limousine was waiting, and the driver held the back door open for me as Brad stood on the step and watched, hands in his pockets, a cigar stuck in the corner of his mouth. His tan was perfect, and his hair flopped stylishly in the wind as he stared at me mysteriously with those icy blue eyes that one could find themselves getting lost in. I waved, he waved back, and then I stepped in the limousine and felt myself being swept down the cobblestone driveway. The gate opened upon the driver’s entry of a passcode, and we were heading down the Malibu mountain road toward the highway.
    Back to the city. Back to reality. I shrugged my shoulders, took a deep breath, and looked out the window at the rolling tide.
     

Chapter 5     
    There was plenty to watch on television, but not a damn thing to keep me interested. As I lay on the couch and shifted my gaze from my phone which I thumbed through and the TV screen, I couldn’t think of anything but Brad, and how much had happened between us since I met him the night before. I had to walk to the bathroom a couple times and pinch myself in the mirror to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Judging by the jolt of pain that went through my body and my shocked expression, I certainly was wide awake. I sat back down on the couch and called Jenny.
    “Girl, what happened to you last night? I was so drunk I went home with this sailor guy, but then I remembered this morning that you rode with me.” She sounded bored and hungover.
    “You at work? I’m home now.”
    “Yeah, unfortunately. Chugging Gatorade every minute.”
    “Get those electrolytes back up, girl,” I laughed, “Anyway, you remember the guy who was talking to me?”
    “The hot one who was well dressed? Yeah. You thought he was looking at me, and I told you he was most definitely looking at you .”
    “Right,” I paused, smiled, “Anyway… I went home with him to his house.”
    “Holy shit. Was it good?”
    “Jen, oh my God… I have so much tell you.”
    “So that means he was good?”
    “Not that… But yeah, he was amazing in bed. But he’s rich as can be and not that that matters to me, but I mean I’ve literally never met anyone with this amount of money. The guy flew me to Big Sur this morning just so we could have a picnic on the beach. He’s got his own private helicopter and pilot even.” My