4. Sex freak

BROTHEL....

"Wow, today is the day! Finally, she was going to meet the highly respected Raymond Christio," Daisy giggled in excitement.

"You are so lucky, bestie. Any girl would kill just to be in your position and be in his arms. You know this isn't something to joke around with. You better utilize this opportunity—don't let it slip off your hands," her friend replied.

"Don't you trust me? I am Daisy Racardo. Such opportunities have never slipped off my fingers. I should get going. I wouldn't want to be late on our first date, okay?"

Trim, tan, dark, leggy, buxom—the face that could stop time. Daisy turned to take a glance at herself in the mirror and was satisfied with her looks. She admired how beautiful she appeared.

"How do I look, dear?"

"You look breathtaking, absolutely gorgeous. I'm pretty sure he won't be able to resist when he sets his eyes on you. Remember, you have to detail everything when you return," Juliet said.

Beautiful, straight, long blonde hair, blue eyes, and light pink lips.

"Sure, I will," Daisy replied and left the house in excitement. She entered her car and zoomed off. When she arrived at the given location, she was marveled by the magnificent building standing before her. She couldn't help but admire its beauty.

"This mansion is huge! How could someone live in this paradise alone?"

Written boldly on the entrance gate: RAYMOND CHRISTIO'S MANSION.

Daisy walked into the luxurious mansion, amazed at how magnificent the house was. She admired the beauty that glowed within.

"I must admit, no girl would walk into this place and leave without the notion that she will one day become the mistress of the house," she murmured as she sighted a man standing at the entrance door.

"Excuse me, I'm Daisy Racardo, and I'm here to meet with Raymond. Is he in?"

"Yes, he is. Do you have an appointment with him? Does he know you are coming?" the man standing at the entrance asked.

"Yes, he knows about my visit. Can I go see him now?"

"Yes, sure, you can."

"Okay, thank you," she replied as she walked majestically into the house.

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"Finally, Blender! You decided to show up. I've been expecting you. I could have called, but my phone battery shut down."

"I'm sorry, dear. Madam Sweet wouldn't let anyone go until all customers had been attended to. You know how strict she can be sometimes," Blender replied ironically. "Have you declared yourself on house arrest? You've been indoors for the past two days. Or is it because of that same guy?"

"I'm just scared. I don't know why, but I feel as if something wrong is going to happen. I don't want Tonia to find out about the kind of life I have been living all these years," she said in fear.

"You don't have to be scared. Nothing will happen to you, and neither will Tonia find out anything. Just chill."

"I'm all stressed out, that's all—thanks to that bastard, Raymond. He's making me lose my mind completely. I wish I could just put him in his rightful place," she said, pointing at her head. "Can you believe that after coming here, he still had the guts to send me this bouquet and a package—with a doll in it? I can't believe how shameless he is."

"You don't have to worry. Take your mind off that, and you'll feel better. Dress up, let's go shopping. That will ease your mind. What do you say?"

"Yeah, I really need to chill out. Give me a second to change into something presentable."

"Okay, please make it quick."

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Raymond sat in his magnificent sitting room, patiently waiting for his guest to arrive.

"You must be Daisy Racardo, right?"

"Yes, I am," she replied while sitting down. "I'm so excited to be with you. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. To be honest, any girl would kill for an opportunity like this."

"You are very beautiful. No guy would pass by a girl like you without turning back to look again. Pardon my manners—what would you like to have? The bar is fully stocked. Make your choice."

"Don't take the trouble. I will serve myself some orange juice. I'll be fine with that. I must admit, you're really handsome," she said, taking the drink and slyly sitting closer to Raymond.

"I wish I could kiss those lips. I'm just dying for that," she murmured.

"You said something?" Raymond smirked. "You know what? Let's just forget about the drinks and enjoy ourselves, okay?"

Before Daisy could say anything, she found herself kissing Raymond passionately, as if there were no tomorrow. He carried her in a bridal style and headed toward the stairs leading to his bedroom, their lips still glued to each other. Moments later, they disengaged.

"You are so sweet, Daisy. I think I have fallen for you already. I love you."

"I have fallen head over heels in love with you long before now," she confessed.

Their lips found each other again. His hands trailed down her thighs and back up to her back. He kissed her neck as he unzipped her gown and unhooked her bra. In no time, Daisy stood naked before him. This time, they were fully engaged with each other. He kissed her neck down to her core.

He slid two fingers into her, causing her to moan loudly.

"Ahh... Ahhh!"

"Don't stop... I'm about to cum!" she gasped in the midst of her moans. But he completely withdrew.

"Not yet," he said in a husky voice.

"Daisy," he called her name in a hoarse tone.

"Yes?" she replied in a meek voice.

"Do you want me as much as I want you?"

"Yes," she replied, blushing with shyness.

He inserted his erect length into her wet, swollen pink core.

"Moan for me," he whispered in a sexy tone.

She just blushed at his words. He started thrusting in and out of her, filling her with pleasure. He pounded into her like a hungry lion.