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I
say.
    “Veronica,”
she says with a giggle.
    “ Mmm .. . mi nombre favorito .”
I turn to my rapper friend as I take her hand and lead her. “Come, sit at my
table.”
    The
entire group follows me over to my personal kingdom, a vast lounge area built
directly into the ceiling of the club. From here, I can see everything.
    I
sit in the corner of the sofa looking down at the dance floor, pulling Veronica
down with me. She snuggles into me. I like a girl who doesn’t waste time.
    Javier
comes by to take drink orders. He knows not to charge anybody who sits in my
private area.
    I
turn to Veronica. God, she is truly stunning. Flawless, high
cheekbones. Big, brown eyes. She tilts her head again and smiles while
twirling her hair.
    “¿De donde eres ? ” I say.
    “Puerto
Rico,” she says.
    “ Perfecto. ” I move in to kiss her. She
doesn’t resist.
    That
was easy.
    It
usually is.

 
    * *
*

 
    I
pull my cock out of Veronica’s ass. Then I ram it in again.
    “ Ay! Sí , sí , sí ! ” she says as she
holds her butt cheeks wide for me. Sounds like a fucking porn star.
    “Okay,
chill babe,” I say. “I think you’re overdoing it a bit.”
    “¿Como?”
    “Nada. ”
    Whatever.
    I
keep pummeling her ass. She keeps doing the X-rated thing.
    I
swear she’s practicing for her audition. A ton of porn companies now shoot in
Florida due to all the new regulations in California.
    “Fuck
me heart!” she says.
    I
chuckle.
    “In
English, it’s fuck me hard ,” I say.
    “Fuck...
me... heart... “
    “No,
not heart. Hard. Say it. Hard.”
    “Hart!”
    “ Harddddd !”
    “Hard!”
    I
look down at what would usually be the most perfect sight in the world... my
nine inches moving in and out of her ass.
    So
why am I so bored?
    My
mind wanders to Adriana, the only girl I ever actually fell for. When we had
sex, it was real. I almost forget what that was like.
    This...
whatever this is... is gratifying, sure. But I’m not even sure if I’m really
here.
    I
feel myself losing steam.
    Shit.
    As
if she senses it, Veronica pulls her ass off my cock and turns around. She
whips the condom off and starts the suction.
    Gotta admit, she’s good. Hell
yeah.
    That
gets me back.
    Oh God yes!
    I
launch in her mouth.
    Goddamn.
    She
seems to enjoy every moment of my ejaculation, keeping every last drop in her
mouth and down her throat without so much as a whimper.
    Then
she smiles up at me with a curved tongue, a pool of white in its center around
her tongue stud.
    Hot. Very hot.
    She
smiles and swallows. Then she moves up and kisses me.
    We
fall back on my bed in the master suite. We’re in my private house on DiLido Island, not my father’s overdone Stark Mansion that
I maintain for galas and events but never visit.
    Don’t
get me wrong. My little house is spectacular. All glass and sharp angles. Yacht
docked outside.
    Elegant
but understated.
    I
like it that way.
    But
as I lie here, I suddenly feel horribly alone. I look over at Veronica. Her big
brown eyes are hypnotizing. She is a perfect specimen of the female of the
human species.
    I
used to enjoy this sex-studded, playboy lifestyle, but when I turned thirty last year it began to lose its luster. That’s when I
founded The Talon Group and began my little army’s march to ‘world domination.’ My legacy to the world. Ha.
    God,
I can’t wait for the next meeting. It’s the only thing that I look forward to
anymore.
    Veronica
snuggles into me. Whatever. I hold her tight and go to sleep.

 
    * *
*

 
    What is that ringing?
    I
open one eye.
    Ow !
That hurts.
    Shit,
I need to cool it with the Dos Lunas .
    The
October morning sunshine beams through my second-floor bedroom window at a
slightly different angle than in mid-summer. Funny, I didn’t notice that last
year.
    My
phone is ringing. I manage to find it from the nightstand and hit the big green
icon without looking at the number.
    “Hello,”
I say.
    “It’s
Beacon,” says the voice.
    I
sit