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muttered.
    “Make sure he comes as often as he wants,” Director Fabian told Max. Max’s finger turned into two and zeroed in on my prostate. I cried out in pleasure as I started blowing the director even more enthusiastically as I tried to take Max’s fingers deeper. “Such a good little cock sucker. Swallow it down because the fun’s coming soon.”
    He ended up not kidding, because moments later, we came at the same time. The vampire lost control then and thrust deep down my throat, almost making me choke, but I was able to relax in time. Plus I was a little lost in my own climax. When he finished, he pulled out of my mouth, and I got to taste the last drops of his cum.
    I was surprised how much I liked the experience of it to be honest. It wasn’t that I hated the other cum I’d tasted, but his was yummy almost. I opened my mouth to tell him that and then snapped it shut.
    “What?” he panted as he froze in pulling off his pants now that we were getting to the sex. I thought about how to handle the situation and then couldn’t bite back a smirk.
    “Nothing, Director Fabian. You made it clear it wasn’t that kind of encounter.”
    He raised an eyebrow at me as he finished undressing, studying me curiously as if I was going to throw him for a loop again. “What kind is that?”
    “It’s so cute you have to ask that.” I batted my eyelashes at him as I mocked his earlier words with my own spin, and then moaned as Max pushed a fourth finger in me. How had I missed the third? Oh, right, orgasm.
    “I told you that you were a good little cock sucker,” he argued.
    “Yes, that’s exactly the same thing.” I moved my hips with Max’s hand only half paying attention to the conversation. I was ready for more fun now.
    “You’re really not going to tell me, are you? No one ever says no to me.”
    “No, it’s my opinion and something private, so it would be cruel to force me to tell you. Besides, I’m sure people just say yes and then tell you something else and I won’t do that. I’d rather just be straight with you and say it’s something I won’t put out there after you laughed at me for trying to kiss you. And people should tell you no. It’s good for the soul to be told no at times. My mom said that to us all the time and I agree.”
    “That’s not bad advice,” he muttered as he picked me up under my arms, pulling me off Max’s fingers without any warning. I let out a yelp and then whimpered at the loss. “Don’t worry, dear Chicago, I’m going to give you something much better than fingers.” But he didn’t right away, staring into my eyes instead as I just hung there dangling. “You are quite confounding.”
    “I get that a lot.” I shrugged as best I could. When the silence and lack of sex dragged on, I started to squirm. “Do you want me to wrap my legs around you or something?”
    “What? Oh, no.” He shook his head as if snapping out of his thoughts and tossed me onto the bed. I barely landed on it when I felt his weight surrounding me. Director Fabian flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees and turned us slightly so we were facing his lieutenants. I ducked my head when my cheeks heated with embarrassment.
    I’d never had anyone blatantly watch like this before after all. I mean, blowing Director Fabian moments ago, I didn’t see them like this. Plus, now they were all naked and hard.
    “Perfect,” the director hissed as he pushed inside me. Then he started slowly moving his hips, working more of his thick cock into my ass. “Oh yes, more than worth everything we agreed to. If you taste half as good as you feel, I would have given much, much more. I still might.”
    “I guess this encounter is about sweet words just not kissing,” I moaned as I pushed my ass back and took the last few inches of him.
    “Are you complaining?” There was a slight growl in his tone, and I shook my head.
    “No, I was going to return the sentiment by saying what I had been thinking

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