I slammed the door of the luxurious penthouse suite shut and let out a deep sigh. The day had been absolute hell of Photoshoots under blazing lights, endless fake smiles for brands, and dealing with creepy comments online. At twenty five years old I was one of the biggest influencers in the game, but tonight I was just a tired, spoiled, and extremely horny girl who needed to be f****d senseless.
Kane, my personal bodyguard, quietly locked the door behind us and stood near the entrance like the disciplined professional he was. He was massive, six foot five, built like a tank with thick tattooed arms, a broad chest, and that calm, intense stare that always made my p***y throb.
For weeks I had been teasing him with short skirts, no bra, bending over in front of him, brushing my ass against
