Mr. President:A Billionaire & Virgin Fake Fiance Romance(240)

"Daddy," she whimpers. "I love it when you fuck me, Daddy," she says.

"That's a good girl," I say softly into her neck.

My nose brushes against the small of her neck and I kiss her. I can  smell her hair. It smells like roses. "Fuck, you're so sweet and  innocent," I say to her.

I can feel rather than see her smile into her pillow and she wiggles her ass a bit more.

"But I'll be your whore, Daddy," she moans as my cock continues to stimulate her nerve clusters.

"I've made you my fucking nympho," I grunt.

"I love it, Daddy," she says with a drawl that I can tell is caused from the pleasure of my cock.

I want her to be as dirty as she wants with me. To do the nastiest  things with. Things that we'll never tell anyone else. But keep secret  between us.

I'll tell her every single fucking fantasy I have. And I'll make hers come true.

She begins to push her ass up at me, meeting my thrusts.

Fuck, I can't keep this going much longer if she does it. I thought I  was satisfied from yesterday. But it's like she's my fucking drug.

I mean, look at it. I've given up everything to be with her.

And I'd do it all over again.

Becca turns her head as much as she can to look at me. She can only  manage from the side of her vision but her eyes are clouded with lust.

"You're not supposed to do this to your baby girl," she says with a lascivious smile. "I want you to cum inside of me."

"Fuck, if you keep talking like that, I'll cum right now," I manage to  say despite the fact that my nuts are starting to twist and my heart is  beating rapidly.

"Cum inside me now, Daddy," she moans as her eyes roll back into her  head. I feel her body tremble and shake and her pussy walls grasp onto  my cock and start squeezing it.

Fuck, I'm being milked. And I can't take it anymore.

I explode with the power of my seed, shooting deep inside of her.

My vision blurs and I can't stop.

Pleasure courses from the tip of my cock through my body as I keep  pistoning in and out of Becca and she keeps meeting my thrusts with  movement of her own.

She can't stop either. Our muscles have begun to work involuntarily.

The pleasure turns to shuddering. I've cum almost a quart of fucking cum  into her and my nerves are raw. A few final strokes send shudders down  my spine and I stop.

Becca is sprawled on the bed again, breathing heavily.

I pull out of her and join her.

Immediately, my seed spills out of her. It's overflowing like a dam.

I came so much. It's a wonder that she doesn't get...

"Mason," Becca says, turning to me and cuddling against my chest. "I  have something to tell you that I was going to tell you last  night...before everything happened."

I look at her. She can tell me anything she wants.

"I'm here for you, baby girl," I tell her.

She looks me in the eyes. Those wide, beautiful doe-eyes.

"I'm pregnant," she says simply. I can tell her eyes are intently searching my face to see what my reaction is going to be.

I mean, fuck, think about why she'd be worried, okay?

Technically, I'm still fucking married to her mother, right? Can you  imagine the headlines? King of Wall Street Impregnates Stepdaughter?

But fuck the world.

She may be worried, but I'm stunned.

With fucking happiness.

I grab hold of her and without saying anything pull her close to me and kiss her. Hard.

"We're pregnant?" I ask. "We're fucking pregnant?"

"Well, I am," she says, rolling her eyes and sticking her tongue out at me.

"Fucking brat," I say smiling.

"Your wicked lil' brat, Daddy," she says, bringing our bedroom play out into the sunshine. "Always yours. Are you upset?"

Why the fuck would I be upset? I hold her close to me and show her how not upset I am.

"With everything you're going through right now, I didn't know," she says in between kisses.

Here is where I pull back.

"We're going to be okay," I tell her.

She nods thoughtfully, both of our minds all of a sudden drifting off to work.

"If only there was a way to show that Mom knows that Red Lion Aviation is a shady company..." Becca trails off.

But I've already been thinking about this. Sure, I may have looked like I gave up and chose Becca last night.

But you know I'm Mason fucking Kane. King of fucking Wall Street. I don't give up that fucking easily, Gorgeous.

"What were you coming to tell me the other day at dinner?" I ask Becca softly. "Was it just to tell me about the baby?"

Becca shakes her head. "I had more research I had done," she says. "I think it could help if we looked into it."

That's what I thought. Baby girl is thorough and meticulous.

"Email me that research," I tell her. "If it's like the last thing you  found, I think we can begin to start connecting the dots."

She nods thoughtfully. "You mean from the employee records?"

I nod to her.

You remember what I'm talking about, Gorgeous? Remember Becca found  something on the employee records that Red Lion Aviation had to file  with the government and showed me?

I hadn't told you what that was yet right?

Well, don't worry. You'll find out soon enough.

"Is everything going to be okay?" Becca asks me, her eyes wide. "You know, with the way you left Mom?"

I shrug. "Lorna is most likely going to get her people to call a Non  Confidence vote from the Board to throw me out," I say calmly. "Say that  with not investing in Red Lion and my outside antics I'm not fit to  lead the firm."

She looks at me and I can see her beginning to wonder if this is because of her.

"I have some tricks up my sleeve though, just in case," I tell her.  "Just get me the data, and if there's a Board Meeting, make sure you  make sure to be there."

"Where will you be?" she asks me.

"I might be out finding the smoking gun," I reply. Then I give her a  grin. "I mean, if all else goes badly, I might just pull a Sawyer and  leave New York and go to the fucking mountains."

Becca looks at me. "Sawyer?" she asks me.

"The Woodsman?" I ask her back. She looks at me blankly.

"Go read Eddie Cleveland, baby girl," I tell her. "He's an author and a friend of mine. Good shit."

Becca has just lifted her head off my chest and is looking at me. I can tell the time for serious talk is over.

"But before I do anything, Mason Kane," she says with a mischievous  smile. "I'm simply not going to let another minute pass without me  getting a chance to suck that big, beautiful cock of yours."

Yeah, Gorgeous, I don't think I'm going to be talking for a while. But I  fucking promise. If what Becca found is important enough, you'll be the  first to know.

Becca's head approaches my chest and she starts to kiss her way down.

I feel her body scraping against mine as she lowers herself.

Fuck, it's going to be a good morning.





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MarketWatch Journal Flash Update





Breaking news today that has all of Wall Street talking.

Allegations surfaced today of sexual impropriety on the part of Mason  Kane, the beleaguered CEO of the embattled investment bank Kane Price.  Amidst the allegations, the Board of Directors of Kane Price formally  declared to hold a vote of No Confidence in Mason Kane, the founder and  CEO of Kane Price.         

     



 

Kane Price shares tumbled in intraday trading, dropping as low as 30%  before finishing the day lower 25%. Prices of a single share of Kane  Price were at their 52-week low of the year.

The No Confidence vote came on the heels, and many believe, spurred by a  statement from Mr. Kane's current wife. The statement released by Lorna  Lowell, the activist shareholder with the largest position in Kane  Price after Mr. Kane himself. In the statement that was released to the  media as well as posted on her own official site as well as that of her  law firm, the recently married wife of the CEO states that she will be  seeking an annulment from their marriage, and barring that, a divorce.

In the statement, she states unequivocally that Mason Kane expressed an  unhealthy interest in her daughter, Rebecca Lowell. She asserts that on  numerous occasions she had caught both Mr. Kane and her daughter in  sexually compromising positions that violated the sanctity of her  marriage vows.

Ms. Lowell further goes on to state that she plans to bring about  conclusive proof in divorce court should she be required to that these  overtures by Mr. Kane were the result of his "bare knuckles" approach to  dealing with her when the two disagreed on investment matters for the  Firm. Ms. Lowell was made Chief Investment Counsel to the CEO less than  three months ago. Almost immediately, the two began to clash on  controversial investments and the future of Kane Price.

Numerous insiders describe the situation inside Kane Price as two armed  camps that are facing off against each other, with one side siding with  Lorna Lowell and the investment direction she proposes, and the other  sticking with Mr. Kane and the tried and true formula that he believes  in.

Mr. Kane has faced troubles before. Earlier in the year he was at the  heart of a scandal after being filmed in a compromising sexual position  with a television anchor, Stacy Sawyer. The video culminated with his  ejaculation on live television.