Dark Desires: Deliverance by Kourtney King Page B

the front of the suite where the light spilled into the bedroom from
underneath the door. She was sprawled out on the couch, wearing his shirt from
earlier, and deep in thought. He hated to admit it, but she looked better in it
than he did.
    "Why are you not
in bed?" he inquired as he took a seat beside her, placing her legs on his
lap.
    "I couldn't
sleep."
    "I didn't work
you hard enough?"
    Val smiled at his
insinuation. No man had ever worked her body as hard as Vlad did and she
doubted anyone else ever would. "I'm tired but my mind is restless."
    "What's on your
mind?"
    "Nothing you can
fix." She had noticed that he was a fixer however, this was an internal struggle she had to overcome alone.
    "Try me."
He began stroking her legs in a soothing motion willing to cut down whatever
obstacle it was that stood in her way.
    "I'm just
wondering if I'm on the right path." Vlad froze in his actions wondering
whether this had anything to do with him. "People are studying things that
make a difference. Engineers design solutions. Everyone in the medical faculty
helps the ailing even if they aren't a doctor. Even the arts have a purpose -
they try to understand people through culture or psychology or so many other
interesting subjects. What am I supposed to do with finance?"
    Vlad returned to his
soothing strokes glad that he wasn't the cause of her dilemma. "You
control the circulation of currency in the economy."
    "The
same economy that is in a state of crisis. People are
getting poorer while corporations get larger. That's not a spectrum of society
I'm trying to perpetuate. I don't know, maybe I should change degrees?"
    "You have a natural
talent when it comes to understanding businesses. You should play to your
strengths and hone your skills."
    "Yes, but how
can I be a positive influence to people that actually need help in
finance?"
    She was asking the
wrong person, to be honest. Vlad was not a charitable man and had never given
thought to those less fortunate, even though he had come from poverty himself.
After a few minutes of really thinking about it, an idea came to him. "You
can use your skills and expertise to focus on start-ups that wouldn't be able
to afford or have access to your skillset."
    "Like a
non-profit venture capitalist?"
    "That is the
first oxymoron I have ever come across when discussing the commercial
industry." He smiled at her kindness. "Bill Gates may be a philanthropist
but he is not known for running a non-profit business. What you could do is cut
the frivolous costs mainstream corporations have, and in doing so, you would
make your services accessible to the wider, developing market."
    She sat up on her
elbows and looked at him as if he had grown a second head. "Who knew there
was a little guidance counsellor under all that indifference and hostility you
exude?"
    Vlad reached over and
picked her up by the waist, positioning her to straddle his lap. He slid the
shirt over her head and bent his head to suck one of her dark nipples into his
mouth. He was in love with her breasts. No matter how many times he saw them,
held them or played with them, he couldn't get enough. She had mentioned that
she wanted them reduced, but he would never allow it. They were perfect.
    When she mewled her pleasure, he pulled back. "Can I help you
stay in bed this time?"
    "I think Rose is
on the verge of packing her bags and walking out on me" she mumbled
breathlessly.
    "Who's
Rose?"
    "My vagina"
she replied shyly.
    He smiled at the pet
name. "I can convince her to stay." Vlad flipped her onto the couch
and placed her legs on his shoulders. He teased her cliterous with the tip of his tongue before pulling the bundle of nerves into his mouth.
Slowly, he inserted two of his fingers into her pussy and massaged her walls in
preparation for his entry. Once she was ready, he sat up and coaxed her back
onto his lap. Slowly he guided his hungry dick into her core. Once she was
fully seated, he spanked her ass. "Ride me baby. You know I