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The Pleasure Principle (or Never Satisfied)



“On the prowl pleasure is sought. The more Chase gives the more Treasure takes, devouring him whole…every last drop. Their passion is an itch too deep to be reached, falling further into one another each time they connect. However there’s one problem, they don’t belong to each other.

With a recipe this enticing it can’t be denied, but when seeking pleasure this explosive no rules apply.”







Chapter 1

            Love is stronger than pride. Or was it lust that consumed her mind? Either way Treasure was overdue for another dose and she knew just where to get it. She had resisted the urge for far too long.  Now she couldn’t get downtown to The Blueprint quick enough.  It was already after midnight, just the right time to hit up her favorite bar. Treasure had grown all too familiar with moments like this.  The more she fought the feeling the more intense it ached.  She knew that only he could make it better.
            Their eyes connected as she hungrily prowled through the crowd. Between the throbbing and the wetness, her panties clung to her pussy lips tighter and tighter. She could already feel him inside of her. How was he able to do what no other man had been able to? How could he own something that wasn’t even his? Or was it? Treasure couldn’t think straight when she was out of her mind. That’s where she was right now, soon to be in a whole other dimension.  That’s what drugs did and he always gave her the ultimate high.
            Chase signaled an employee to take over at the bar as he spotted Treasure. He already knew what time it was. He was the dope dealer, Treasure the junkie. Yet he needed her just as much as she needed him. Treasure fell into Chase’s arm, pressing her lips to his. No words were exchanged, body language was enough to express the mutual affection. He palmed her ass as she jumped on him wrapping her arms around his neck, legs around his waist, all while tongue kissing him with her eyes wide shut.  Quickly Chase carried her into his office laying her across his desk. She opened her trench coat revealing red lace panties accented by her hard plump nipples. Chase can barely get his pants undone before she’s pulling him ontop of her, unable to wait another minute. Still Chase playfully teases her slowly sliding his long wet tongue from the left nipple to the right. Unable to maintain her composure any longer she pushed his head down to the ache between her thighs. He kissed it better as she rode the wave to ecstasy. Then quickly he flipped her over on all fours, slid in from behind as she arched her back. The harder he hit it the louder she moaned. They didn’t even notice the door open as they came into one another.
            “Chase, they fighting out here fucking up your bar,” was all Chase heard as he was instantly sucked back to reality. If there was one thing that mattered to him as much as Treasure did, it was his establishment. Zipping his pants he rushed out of the office closing the door behind him, leaving Treasure naked sprawled out across his desk fully satisfied.
            By the time Chase made it back to check up on Treasure thirty minutes later, she was already gone. It had been a long day so he closed up shop deciding to clean the place up tomorrow. Upset about the fight distracting him from his moment of pleasure, he planned to just head home to sleep it off. But when he got outside he saw a former employee he had been looking for that stole money from his bar. The guy tried to run but Chase caught him easily, beating him down to a bloody pulp. Finally snapping out of it he spares the man’s life.
            “You better get my fucking money,” he said as he jumped in his car speeding off too quickly to notice Treasure in her car watching from across the street.

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