And tell us who can come up first.”
He groaned but complied. The three stylists eagerly rushed toward the stairs and the crowd moaned and squealed in excitement for them. It was almost irresistible. They stayed together basking in the afterglow for a few minutes, then got up and got dressed. No. Zhihao would stay the night. Dongmei had seen her first as they walked by her restaurant and she instantly knew Jim had to have her. Cult? But he just did twenty.”
Leizu frowned, looking unimpressed. Or that small chance could become a certainty if he could have them again after a few hours, when that second egg was ready. The other two, Ming-Yue and Shihan, were Chinese doctoral students. It wasn’t any less intense. He was going to recreate that moment of interrupted passion in the hallway. He stepped to her and shook her trembling soft hand. And now, finally, Dongmei watched Jim’s eyes burn with desire as he held both of Zhihao’s hands in his, and she knew she had been right to bring her. She was always trying to drag them to dance clubs. It was so fucking hot to be surrounded by his huge harem and to feel, see, hear, and smell their excitement as he eagerly added more to their already ridiculous numbers. He shook each of
