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The investigator nodded, and his eyes shuffled to his desk where they landed and stayed.

I exhaled a heavy sigh and stood up. I needed to remove myself from the situation before I lost my temper on this guy. I had a lot to think about, but I didn’t want to do it here, in front of him.

“Thank you for your time,” I muttered and began to slowly exit the room.

I saw Felix glance at the investigator. His face was muddled with confusion.

He shuffled to the door to walk out with me. There was nothing left to do but go back to the club with mixed emotions festering inside of me.

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Back at the club, Felix led me to our private room. He sat me down on the couch and began removing my pants. He did it in such a slow, deliberate way that it made my heart pound. My cock throbbed with excitement.

I was thrilled that Felix would rather please me sexually than further discuss the idea of selling the club.

“I’m going to take care of you because you work so hard. You deserve a little rest and relaxation. I’m going to please you until you can’t take it anymore,” Felix purred into my ear.

I was grateful to not have to do any of the work. Felix grazed his fingers softly through my hair as we kissed. I nibbled on his bottom lip as our breathing escalated with more urgency.

I raked my nails up and down his back, leaving red marks of pleasure. “Put your mouth on my cock,” I instructed.

Felix was happy to let me verbally guide him in exactly the way I needed. I groaned and leaned back, sinking into the couch cushions as Felix wrapped his mouth around my bulging cock.

I took his head and gently pumped it up and down as Felix swallowed my entire length down his throat, all the way to my balls.

I was slammed with a euphoric sensation. Felix slipped his tongue around the tip of my swollen member, gliding it with delicate precision up and down my shaft as I moaned, unable to hold in my ecstasy.

“Right there, that feels so good,” I whined.

My inner thighs began to quiver in response to the incredible pleasure. I could barely breathe as Felix ravaged my cock with his mouth, curling his lips around it tightly while he gazed up at me seductively. I loved it when he made eye contact with me while he was going down on me. I felt his lust in my soul, and it was intense.

I cuffed my hands over his shoulders and buried his head further between my legs. I gently tugged on his hair and continued helping him maneuver my thickness down his throat.

“Felix…” I stammered, barely able to speak through the pleasure now, “it feels so good.”

I could tell that Felix was encouraged by my compliments because his motions became more focused. His mouth and tongue worked their magic, and the tingle of ecstasy began to surge through my entire body.

I let out a cry of passion and pleasure as I emptied my hot seed down his throat. Felix guzzled down every last drop that I had to unload, slurping it and wiping the residue off his glistening mouth with the back of his hand.

My body felt boneless. I panted hard, trying to recover from the intensity of my orgasm.

“You’re so amazing and talented,” I whispered.

Felix’s eyes danced with charisma. “I just wanted to make you feel better.”

I lightly stroked his cheek. “You did.”

“Now that your spirits are lifted, I want you to know that I’m growing increasingly worried about your safety with this Nelson thing.”

Felix leaned against me, giving me a look that left him exposed. He had shifted gears so fast that it made my head spin, but I was thankful that he had at least let me come before raising the subject again.

I allowed him to continue talking. He was still on his knees, giving himself to me in a vulnerable way.

“Please reconsider moving the club,” he asked meekly, practically begging me.

I reached down and brushed my hands through the softness of his hair. I gave him a tender smile. I didn’t agree or disagree, but at least I had my anger in check. There was no reason to take out any of my frustrations on Felix. He brought me pleasure, not pain. Besides, none of this was his fault. It was just the persistent nagging that was bothersome.

“Rest your head in my lap,” I told him in a subdued tone.