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passionately.
    “ Here, we can be alone,” he says.
    I dance my eyes around us, and see a glass conservatory.
Kyle leads me inside, and immediately I'm hit by a comfortable
warmth. Beautiful luxurious sofas are spread out within, surrounding
a glass coffee table. To one side is a bar, fully stocked with
drinks.
    “ We come up here in summer, sometimes,” Kyle says.
“To smoke, discuss business. Maybe even have a barbecue.”
    Somehow the idea of billionaires gathered on a roof
having a barbecue seems ridiculous to me. I suppose they just seem
above that sort of thing, although I don't know why.
    Kyle leads me in, and we drop onto a sofa. Beyond the
glass walls I see the dark silhouette of Central Park looming, hear
the distant rumble of cars passing along 5 th Avenue below.
    He kisses me again, more passionately this time. His
hands rise up my face, brush my hair away, run down my back. He pulls
off my coat, and I slip out of it, letting it fall onto the sofa
behind me.
    Gently, bit my bit, he strips me off. Soon I'm lying
there in nothing but my skin, draping myself back over the sofa, Kyle
looming over me like a big cat about to spring forward.
    He drops, his head plunging between my legs, his tongue
massaging my clit. Fingers reach my pussy, slip inside me, probe and
glide in and out until an orgasm threatens to explode from me. He
stops, teasing, and stands, before carefully unveiling himself.
    I squeeze my thighs tight as I watch, slide my hand down
past my navel, masturbate to the show. The sight of me lying nude
with my fingers exploring my pussy gives him pleasure. His eyes fire
up, his clothes comes off quicker.
    He's in nothing but his underwear now. He drops them
down, showing everything he's got. His cock looks hard, ready,
delicious. I grow wetter at the sight.
    He takes over from me again, climbing on top of me and
replacing my fingers with his. I reach down, grip his dick, tug as he
likes it.
    He kisses me again, and I close my eyes. I feel my legs
widening, his body positioning itself over me. Then his dick replaces
his fingers, the tip sliding through my lips, gently moving further
into the warm, wet, darkness.
    He fills me up. All of me. And we're locked together as
one. A sharp dagger of pleasure stabs through me, the sensation
sending my eyes fluttering, my limbs tensing. I reach around and grip
at his ass, muscled and strong, as it pumps up and down. Gently at
first, then faster, harder, more forceful.
    We swap positions, and I roll him over onto his back. He
smiles sexily as I take control and straddle him, his cock never
leaving me. The sensation is different, the angle more intense. I
gyrate, my tits bouncing, his fingers reaching for my nipples, hard
from pleasure and the hint of cold.
    We fuck for an hour, stopping and starting. Licking,
kissing, touching, probing with all parts of our bodies. We change
positions like a dance troupe, our sex a ballet of swinging dicks and
ravenous cunts. I devour him like it's my last meal, my last night on
this earth, losing all sense of time.
    When he comes, the force is so hard I feel it filling me
up inside. He builds to a crescendo, emptying himself of fluids, his
eyes flickering and mouth gaping as he orgasms.
    But I got the lucky end of the stick. He'd already
brought me to climax twice.
    When we're done, we lock ourselves in each others' arms,
and I wish, under the lights of heaven, that it could be more. That
this relationship of ours could be more than just sex. His tender
embrace tells me there's feeling there, but my logical mind, when not
clouded by his presence, tells me the opposite. That a man like Kyle
could never want more than sex with a girl like me. That whatever
this is will end, perhaps soon, and I'll never have a God between my
thighs again.
    The thought is sobering, enough to drop the endless
smile from my face.

    Chapter Two

    It's about 4 weeks since I started working at Club
Billionaire that I'm drawn deeper into its world. As Kyle had