One More Time: More Series Book 1
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There’s some development though. Dad’s trial has been postponed for another three months. Enough for his lawyers to regroup and find other ways to work on a plea bargain.
I knew Josh had something to do with the postponement. I felt it. Nobody can move the trial except the one pushing for it.
I have to build on that hope.
I know I can get my father out of this. I sigh and send Josh another picture.
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My phone vibrates.
A message comes in from her again.
I open it and I see her little hand trapped between her tightly crossed legs with the caption: “If you don’t come home to scratch this right now, I’ll scratch it myself. I’ve learned new tricks from Xtube. Soon, I won’t be needing your cock or any part of you to get me off.”
I curse loudly just as the stewardess comes over to tell me the door’s open.
I nod at her politely, ignoring the inviting smile on her face, another female willing to be with me for opportunities. I have ceased to believe in the power of my own physical appeal towards the opposite sex since my billions entered the two-digit category. You can’t just trust anybody these days.
Whenever a woman approaches me, no matter how decorated her resume is, I’d get a serious case of commitment allergy. I can’t help but remember what happened to my buddy Eric when he split with his wife a few years ago. The bitch took half of Eric’s hard-earned fortune because the stupid fuck believed in true fucking love he didn’t draw a prenup. Talk about blind faith. Even Jesus got betrayed by his disciple and a woman is far from a disciple. I’ll never commit that stupid mistake.
I have another great example of that colossal lack of keen character judgment. My grandfather married thrice and all three ended in disaster, the second one nearly bankrupting the Landis coffers as the old man, like Eric, dared to believe in true love. Good thing my father was a genius in numbers and the Landis fortune got replenished over time. Now my father is happily married to his third wife too, but Joshua Junior was wise enough to protect the Landis interests. By the time I was ready to inherit, it has been well inculcated in my skull that marriage is a business deal. It must have an airtight contract attached to it and it must protect my interests first and foremost. Otherwise, no fucking deal.
Now here’s the kicker. As much as I hate the idea of shackling myself in matrimony, I’d need one sooner or later to produce a legitimate heir to my fortune. That little brat would serve the purpose as I can demand anything from her and she won’t have a choice but to agree or I’ll pull the trigger on her father and—
Wow. Seriously?
Shit. That brat makes me think of the stuff I dread like the fucking plague.
Grabbing my attaché case from the nearby seat, I walk towards the exit. The pilot comes out of the cockpit to shake my hand.
“I hope you were able to rest even for a bit during the flight, Mr. Landis,” the pilot said with a smile.
“I sure did. Great flying, Grayson. Take a break. Visit your family. I won’t be needing you until next week.”
“Thank you, Mr. Landis.”
I descend the stairs.
My chauffeur is waiting for me a few meters away with the stretch limo.
“Welcome back, Mr. Landis,” Floyd, my loyal chauffeur greets me with a slight bow of his capped head.
“Thank you, Floyd. How’s everything?”
“All’s well and good, sir.” I nod.
“Good. Why the limo? I’m alone.”
“You might want to relax and take a snooze while we drive towards the city, sir. I stocked the cooler with your favorite drinks and Linda prepared a light snack in there. She figured you’d be hungry by the time you get here. She knows you don’t eat on the plane.” I smile.
Linda is Floyd’s wife and the couple have been in my employ for ages. They’re like family to me, some of the very few people whose loyalty to me has been tested by time.
“I see. Linda knows me too well.”
“She sure does. Where to, sir?”
My cock screams home. Now!
“The JL Tower.”
I regret it instantly but I won’t take it back. My cock must know who’s the fucking boss and it’s not that fucking pussy.
Floyd nods and opens the limo’s door for me. Before I get in, I nod at Reno, my personal bodyguard standing beside a black 4-Runner some meters away, silent as a ghost but deadly.
Reno gave me a salute and boarded the SUV. He will be tailing us, as he does every day if I’m not riding with him.
I enter the limo. Just as Floyd shut the door, a familiar scent attacks my senses like a blitzkrieg. Right there, reclining like a wanton goddess on the black leather seat is my little sexpot.
Clad in an outfit that could have been her old school uniform of white long-sleeved shirt with buttons at the front and a plaid skirt in red and green, her long, honey blond hair in pigtails, she greets me with the kind of smile that has driven men to madness since time immemorial.
“Welcome back, Joshua Landis the Third.”
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“Cressida, what the fuck are you doing here?”
She craws like a feline on the floor towards me.
“I’m here to welcome you back.”
It’s obvious, the little brat has taken over my household staff, including my hardcore bodyguard as they all seem to indulge her little whims.
I should send her to the other car, so Reno can drive her back to my apartment and wait for me there like I instructed her to do, but when she puts her hands on my knees and kneels between my legs, I lose the battle with my cock.
I feel myself leaking and I don’t think I can attend a meeting in such condition. I wouldn’t be able to think straight.
“I told you to wait for me at the apartment.”
She makes this little purring sound, like a kitten snuggling closer, seeking body heat. My body heat.
“But I was so sad.”
“Why?”
“Because you left me all by my lonesome there.”
“I was on a business trip. Besides, you can’t miss your classes.”
“I was bored out of my panties.”
I couldn’t hide my smile. The little witch can be funny as shit.
“Bored shopping? Never heard of a female say that.”
“You’re looking at one.”
Her hands creep to my chest, deliberately bypassing my bulging fly. She already knows how to tease me.
“I missed you. The penthouse was so empty without you. Your bed is so huge it made me miss you more.”
My cock expands even more, if that’s still possible. That girlish lilt in her voice is so sexy and alluring, like a potent drug enhancing my want and need of her.
“Oh Josh, I need you.” She breathes, her palms framing my face. They’re warm, adding heat to my already over-heating skin.
“Yeah? How much?” I remain calm.
The witch must not know how much I’m dying to bang her right now, like she’s the very air that I breathe. She smiles naughtily and her hand dives between her legs and then comes back to my lips.
“Here. Taste how much I want you.”
Jesus H! The scent of her arousal invades my nostrils like a snort of coke. Highly addictive shit. My calm goes flying out the window.
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