Chapter 63 Alessa's Studs 2

“Watch your step,” Jay said, holding her by the waist protectively as one of her high heels entered into a small hole in the driveway. Alessa turned to look at him and she could see the clear bulge in his shorts. He was being overly concerned simply because he couldn’t wait to get her inside and fuck her. He looked so awkward holding her waist like that as if he wanted to make her walk faster. She decided to provoke him by swinging her hips and rotating her big ass – that ass that always drew men to her like a magnet drew nails to itself. She had lost count of the number of men she had lured and made to do all sorts of things just by rolling her ass and promising them a piece of it. She once helped her father get back a lucrative government contract he had lost with that same ass. Till today, the old man still called her a genius for that feat, not knowing that she had used not her brain but her body to achieve it. Jay sighed as they stepped into the house. He was already beginning to pull massage her naked waist and reaching for her perfectly trimmed pubic hair when she took his arms off her body. “Let go of my waist, Jay, and go get in the bathroom. No pussy for anyone that doesn’t bathe and have something to eat.”