“What are you gonna do if you find him?” I watch as Kyle grabs his phone and his jacket. After Aubrey downloaded the app onto Kyle’s phone and went back to the gym, Kyle went down to his car to grab something. Now he’s getting ready to leave and he’s showing me how to check on everything he has set up on the monitors. The music and all of the cameras that are streaming as well as the site, everything is done through his laptop. Even though the way he acted with Aubrey earlier really pissed me off, when he showed me everything he’d set up, I felt like a selfish bastard. Kyle has put so much into this and he’s done it all so quickly. He didn’t need me. He was running circles around me with his ideas. While I listen to him talk, it hits me how important he really is to me, which pisses me off even more.

“I don’t know. I’ll figure it out when I get there. But if we don’t catch up with Peterson now, we could lose him, and our money, forever. I mean, even if we did call the cops, the chances of us getting our money back from him would be so slim it’s not even funny. And if he disappears to another country that chance drops to zero. I’m just gonna go talk to him. See if there’s any way I can reason with him. And if that doesn’t work…” Kyle shows me a gun he has in his jacket.

“You can’t be serious, Kyle! You’re taking a gun with you?”

“Um … Yeah. There’s no way in hell I’m gonna confront a guy who stole millions of dollars from us without some kind of protection. You think I’m crazy?”

“I actually think you’re crazy to take that thing with you. What if you wind up shooting him, Kyle? Over money? That would be crazy.”

Kyle gets up and puts his jacket on, then slips the gun back into his pocket. “This is a hell of a lot of money were talking about, Graham. I think it’s safe to say we’ve entered into gun territory here.”

“No amount of money is worth that to me. You could wind up in jail, or dead. I’d give him everything else I have to make sure that didn’t happen.”

Kyle gives me a half smile and a punch on the arm. “Thanks man, but I’ve gotta do this. I’ll hate myself if I don’t. So if anything goes wrong, just get Aubrey back in here. She seems to really know what she’s doing.”

“Look, Kyle,” I start. I know this is probably the worst time to say this, but I can’t stop thinking about the way he was looking at Aubrey earlier and it’s freaking me out. “I want to pull her from the contest.”

“What?! You can’t do that! She’s the highest-ranking girl in the contest. If you pull her now there’s gonna be a lot of pissed off people,” Kyle practically yells at me. “Why the hell do you want to pull her? I don’t get it! I told you, you can have her. I’m not gonna try and take her away from you. You’re seriously gonna fuck this whole thing up if you pull her out!”

“Hey, calm down,” I say to him. “I didn’t realize it would be that big of a deal. It’s just that, I feel really shitty doing this to her. Especially after all the help she’s given us. I hate the idea of forcing her to perform these menial tasks for the enjoyment of a bunch of horny guys. I just … I just want to pull her out and give her the goddamned money.”

“But you can’t do that! We don’t have the money yet. I mean, we have it, but we don’t. She’s one of the reasons why were making money and if you pull her out, who the hell knows what they’ll do. The subscribers might all want their money back. Seriously, you can’t do this!” Kyle turns around and pushes his hands through his hair.

“Look, I’m not trying to be a dick, here. I just—“

“Well, you are being a dick. And tell me something. How the hell do you know she would even let you pull her out of the contest? Did you stop and think that maybe she actually wants to do these menial tasks? That the reason she’s here is not because she has to, but because she wants to? You’re acting like you see yourself as some kind of white knight or savior to her, but you know what? You’re acting like a fucking idiot, because you can’t save someone from something they actually want to do.”

I’m stunned. I’ve never heard Kyle talk this way before. Not to me, but also not with so much conviction. I feel like I’ve spent most of my life underestimating him, then continually realizing that there’s practically a genius inside that head. Or at the very least someone who’s a hell of a lot more perceptive than I am.

“Okay, then I’ll ask her.”

“Jesus, you are too much! Can’t you just let things go they way they’re set up to go until I get back? You don’t have to do a goddamned thing! Just monitor the site. The guys will take care of the rest. We’re kind of at a crucial moment here, Graham, and you’re acting like a total jackass.” He’s obviously still pissed, but Kyle seems calmer now, even though he just called me a jackass. I fully realize I’m being kind of an asshole, but I’m almost to the point where I don’t care about this contest anymore. I know we’ve both put a lot of work into it, but thinking about the way he was looking at Aubrey keeps making me see red.

Kyle takes a deep, exasperated breath and runs his hand through his hair again. “Just chill the fuck out and wait till you hear from me, okay? I’ll text you as soon as I find Peterson. And if he’s where this map says he is, that shouldn’t be too long. Just don’t do anything until I get back. Please.”

I don’t say a thing to Kyle as he walks out of the room. I still really just want to pull Aubrey out of the contest, or at the very least ask her. I don’t give a shit if she’s making the most money, and I don’t care if he’s right about her wanting to be here. There are plenty of other girls. Besides, if Kyle finds Peterson and gets him to give us back even a quarter of the money he stole, then we won’t have to do this bullshit contest anymore. I just want Aubrey for myself. And I want her now.

By the time everything is back online and Kyle is gone, it’s late and I don’t feel like dealing with any of this by myself. I have Josh assign the girls to their rooms and leave video clips running for the rest of the night. I figure the girls will give the horny little bastards what they want when they get into the showers and the confessional room.

I lay down on the couch in my office but I can’t sleep. I keep staring at the ceiling picturing Aubrey masturbating for the camera and as I do, I’m pretty sure I’m no better than those horny bastards that are jerking off to her in their homes. I get up and take the elevator downstairs, then walk through the lobby to head outside. One of the guys is sitting at the reception desk and is watching the closed circuit cameras to make sure the girls don’t wander around the building or leave.

It’s a warm night and it feels good to be out of that building. I swear, it feels like I’ve been in there for years. After about an hour, I head back inside. I get off the elevator and head to my office, but as I pass the bathroom in the hallway I run into Aubrey. It hadn’t even occurred to me that the girls would be using these bathrooms now that they had been moved.

“Hey, Graham,” she says with a sweet smile as she looks up at me in a pair of baggy pajama bottoms and a Black Flag t-shirt. She’s so adorable and I can barely contain myself. Before she even knows what’s going on, I slide my arm across her back, then guide her down the hall to my office door. I’m walking so fast that she almost has to jog to keep up with me. When I get to my office I push her inside and shut the door, then turn her around and slam her up against it with my entire body. Her eyes are wide and she is barely breathing.

“Do you want this?” I ask.

“What do you mean?” She is looking up at me like she genuinely doesn’t know what I’m asking. “Do I want to be here, in your office? Here, up against the door?”

“I mean, everything. The contest … my office … this,” I growl as I thrust my cock into her belly. I breathe in and her scent completely invades me and overwhelms me. She’s fruit and flowers with an underlying musky depth that pulls at every cell in my body. I want to be inside her. Completely, totally, deeply inside her.

“Yes, I do,” she gasps.

“You don’t have to do this … the contest, I mean. You’ve already won. You know that, don’t you?”

“No, I didn’t. I don’t understand. What do you mean?”

“The contest is mainly for Kyle. You’ve been mine since the minute you got here.” My lips are so close to hers I can feel the warmth of her breath as it moves over my skin. This is the most unbelievable first I’ve ever had in my life. The anticipation … the build up … it feels like my whole life has been leading up to this moment.

“But … I thought Kyle said that he sent me the invitation. Why would he have sent it if he didn’t want to win me?”

“He did it because he knew I wouldn’t.”

“You wouldn’t? Why?”

I don’t want to talk about any of this right now. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long and it’s finally happening and here I am having to talk about her fucking dad. “It just didn’t seem right. I know your father and … well … because you’re—“

“If you’re going to say I’m too young for you, you can stop right there. I know for a fact that there are girls here that are younger than me.”

God, I love that she’s so feisty. I need those lips so badly right now I can taste them. “You’re right. I really don’t know why, to be honest.”

“I think you’re afraid,” she says. I almost laugh, but she’s so sincere that all I can do is stare into those gorgeous eyes. “You’re afraid because you know how amazing we would be together.”

“You think so?” I say with a smile. Aubrey’s confidence is exhilarating. She’s coming at me on my level while I’m hovering over her like a vulture, without being bratty or bitchy. She’s not a fucking princess. She’s a goddamned queen. “How do you know that?”

“I can see it in your eyes. I saw it the first time we met, and I’ve never forgotten that look.”

“What look?”

“The one that’s in your eyes right now. The look that could make me do anything you want me to … without you even saying a word.”

“Is that what you want?”

“It’s what I’ve always wanted,” she whispers. “And ever since the first time I saw you, I’ve wanted it to be you.”

The way she’s looking up at me and pressing her body into mine makes my cock so hard it’s practically busting out of my pants. “Is this what you want?” I ask again, my lips just inches from hers as I grip her wrists and push them over her head while I grind my cock into her. “You want this inside you?”

“Yes,” she moans, her head tilting back so that her lips just barely brush up against mine. “I want it to be you, Graham.”

I can’t hold back any longer. I don’t care about the contest or about the money. I don’t care about Peterson or even Kyle. All I care about is taking what’s mine. I press my lips into Aubrey’s. When I’ve thought about our first kiss, it’s happened in about a thousand different ways. I’ve pictured it over an over again, sometimes starting with a soft touch of my lips, sometimes with mine immediately pressing into hers. In my head there was always the anticipation of this first kiss, and the intensity that grew as our bodies intertwined around each other’s, but none of those thousands of times even comes close to what this kiss is actually like.

I can feel every cell of my body begging for her. I push my hands up into her hair and wrap my arms around her, but no matter what I do, I can’t seem to get close enough to her or cram my tongue far enough down her throat. I rip my shirt off and pull her T-shirt up over her head so that our skin is touching, but that still doesn’t seem like enough. I want to surround her and be inside her at the same time and as I feel her skin against mine, I desperately try to make that happen.

I move my hands down and grip both of her breasts hard and a surge of electricity moves straight to my cock when I hear her moan. I watch her as she wriggles out of the pajama bottoms while I undo my belt and drop my pants. She has nothing else on under the pjs and her naked body is in front of me now. And it’s all for me.

Aubrey’s eyes are glued to my cock as it strains the fabric of my black boxer briefs. She reaches a hand down and pulls the fabric and watches with huge eyes as my rock hard cock springs out. She doesn’t skip a beat. She’s down on her knees so fast it makes my head spin, and before I know it, her tiny pink tongue is touching the head of my cock.

I can barely breathe as I watch her. The moment is just too perfect. I didn’t want it to happen quite so fast, but now that she’s down there, I’m obsessed with the image of my cock disappearing in between those perfect lips. She looks up into my eyes while she circles my cock head with her tongue and my entire body shudders. But I groan out loud at what I see next.

Aubrey spreads her legs wide and slides her hand over her smooth pussy, then I watch as he fingers move over her glistening clit and disappear inside her. I move my hips forward a fraction of an inch, barely able to wait for her lips to circle the head of my cock. When she finally does, and I feel the warmth of her mouth surrounding me, I press my hands against the door and thrust into her.

She looks surprised, but she doesn’t stop me. She continues to look up into my eyes and her fingers continue to work her clit while the head of my cock slides further and further down her throat. There’s no way I can hold back for much longer. I’ve waited too long and it’s too perfect.

Aubrey is up against the door and I’m pounding into her mouth and I’m right on the edge, but when I hear a deep moan escape from her throat, I lose it. I yell out as I feel myself shoot into her mouth, and the yell turns into a growl when I feel her throat muscles close around me with each swallow.

I pull out of her and move down to see her fingers still rubbing furiously her pussy and dipping inside over and over. Her body is small and incredibly light and when I pick her up, she gasps, then squeals when I throw her down onto the couch. She lands with her legs still spread wide and her ass hanging off the edge of the couch, so I get down on my knees in front of her and bury my face in her hot, wet pussy.

I can already feel my cock pulsating, ready to enter her again, and I know exactly where it’s going to go. As I suck on Aubrey’s clit I feel her legs tense up. I know she’s about to come. I look up at her face. Her eyes are closed and her mouth is open and when the orgasm takes over, a smile lights up her face.

She’s pressing her pussy into me and she’s making noises that sound like they can’t possibly be coming from someone so petite and delicate as she is. But when her thighs clamp down around my head I can feel the incredible amount of strength she has.

I barely wait until her thighs have released me before I’m on top of her. I push her down so that her body is taking up most of the length of the couch and I lower myself so that my face is hovering just above hers.

“Is this what you want?” I ask, the head of my cock pressing into her pussy, less than an inch from fully entering her.

“Yes,” she says with a desperation that makes my cock throb. “I want you Graham. I want you inside me, now!”

I feel her fingernails sinking into my shoulders as the head of my cock pushes inside her. I know there’s no danger of me hurting her. I know she’s had other things inside her. I’m taking my time because I want to see it in her eyes. I want to witness the ecstasy of a massive cock sliding into her for the very first time. I want to watch the whole thing play out, moment by moment, on her beautiful face.

Her eyes are open when I first enter her, but as my length starts to fill her, Ashley’s eyes roll back and her lids come down part way. I pull out a bit, then slowly thrust into her again and her mouth opens up as if she wants to tell me something. But I can see she’s lost in the experience when her head falls back and she moans.

As much as I’m enjoying the slow thrusts, the intensity becomes overpowering and I have to go deeper. I pick her legs up with both hands and push her legs up into her chest, then plow into her with one powerful thrust. Her feet are resting on my shoulders and her mouth is wide open and she screams each time my cock pummels her.

“Oh God! Graham,” she says over and over as I slam into her. “Oh God, Graham! I’m coming!”

With each thrust, I’m pulling out completely, then re-entering her, the thick, flared head of my cock opening her up again and again, then hitting her g-spot as I bury myself inside her repeatedly.

I can feel her muscles squeezing around my cock when she starts to come. Her body is shaking and convulsing underneath me and her hands are gripping my forearms so hard I swear she must be drawing blood. Her orgasm feels like it has already lasted a full minute when I go over the edge. I grab Aubrey’s ass and thrust myself in as deep as I can, my cock still feeling the intensity of her muscles squeezing it tight.

I roll to the side and collapse onto the couch next to her and pull her into my chest, and we lay there in each other’s arms while we catch our breath.