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Chapter 4

Relief

If only Swag and Mz. Chocolate knew that King herself was watching their first fuck fest and now their second. She sat in her private security office, looking at the surveillance footage. Hell, she was a king, and for now, this ship was her temporary palace until she reached Costa Rica. She deserved to know every waking move on her ship. The security room and her room were in the same area. It was painted in a sparkly gold and white color. It had a touch of eighteenth-century vibe to it with a white and gold Victorian bed. Sheets were scattered all over the bed, where Paco slept in dreamland. King put the punany on him, and it put his ass to sleep.

She took her eyes off the screen for a moment to look at Paco. He was surely calling some hogs. King shook her head. Did he really think he did something to my gold-plated vagina and pierced clit? She was pissed at him, and he had the nerve to have a smirk on his face while sleeping! Plus, he’d kicked her expensive Egyptian cotton sheets on the floor and scratched his hairy balls. King was disgusted. She couldn’t believe how a man this fine had a weak dick game. He only knew one position and came after eight short strokes. All that mad game he’d talked at the table while King was getting turned on to Swag meant nothing. If it weren’t for the image of Swag and Mz. Chocolate in her mind while Paco was somewhat dicking her down, she would’ve never come.

King rolled her eyes and looked back at her screens. She was turned on by how Mz. Chocolate was turning out Swag. She could feel more wetness between her legs. She sat back on the chair, completely naked. King loved her body. Shit, she worked hard with some of the best fitness trainers in the world to get her body cut to perfection. In her opinion, she couldn’t run her kingdom with her body looking whack. She had to be polished from head to toe, and she put forth every effort to look her best. Her best never went unnoticed, and she was sure Swag had taken notice too. She had never been this infatuated with a man in a long time. Not since she was 16. Her first lover broke her heart. Swag reminded her so much of him. From his boldness from standing up to her earlier to Swag’s pretty-boy face to his tone of voice, it told her that Swag used to run shit where he was from. Something about Swag triggered her and made her hot all over. In fact, she thought she was catching a fever, but deep down, she knew it was lust eating her whole body like a virus. After taking a deep breath, she touched the screen and pretended she was touching his face.

“Don’t worry, baby,” she whispered. “We’ll have our time real soon.” She blew a kiss to the screen and went to her master bathroom to give her a sexual fix.