Free The Legend of Johnny Hustle: Crown Me King by Zach Tate Page B

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    As they cried out in pain I sat them in the empty Jacuzzi.  Keeping them from cutting on the hot water was a challenge.  I made two trips to the ice machine, dumping both buckets on top of their legs.  Their cries of discomfort fell on deaf ears.  When Red started speaking another language, I gave in and cut the Jacuzzi on.
    Room service delivered the breakfast of oatmeal, boiled egg whites, chicken breast, and fruit salad.  I made Red drink cranberry juice while Roxy drank water.  I handed them both the vitamins and took some myself.  By the time they were full, Red was falling asleep at the table; letting her sleep, I helped Roxy get ready for work.
    For seven days, the women followed the same routine.  By the seventh day they were running all the way to the tenth floor without a problem.  I felt like I was back in the army, but the baths I took with the women after the workouts reminded me that I definitely wasn’t.
     
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    On the Monday of the second week, I handed Red the other tennis bracelet.  She decided earlier that day that she wanted to stay in our suite.  Her body was getting in shape.  Her legs and thighs had exploded from the weight gain diet and the sleep routine I had her on.  Due to the thousands of stairs she climbed, her ass ballooned bigger and firmer than it had ever been.
    After doing the stairs, Roxy started doing crunches on her own.  Her midsection was blossoming into a work of art.  When she was finished, she left for work.  Exhausted from getting them through the morning workout, I went to sleep while Red rested in her room.
    Lying on my back, caught up in a pleasant dream, I felt someone getting into the bed.  I wondered why Roxy was back home so soon.  When I opened my eyes, Red was naked under my covers.  She put a finger to my lip as a cold hand grasped my manhood.  She stroked me, warming us both.  Blood started to flow to the tip of my shaft, and I could feel her slip a condom onto my stiffness.
    I looked into her eyes and saw a glimmer of the woman that seized my attention at Money Russ’ party.  She wasn’t all the way there yet, but I knew once she was back in focus, she would show me all the things Yoda wasn’t there to show me.  In Red I saw a match for the man I wanted to be, and with her in my bed, I was on my way.
    “Shhhhhh,” she moaned as I penetrated her tightness with her petite C-cups dangling over my face.  She caressed the back of my neck with one hand, and gripped my manhood with the other.
    “Um…hum,” she gasped, easing me deeper into her tight, slippery crevice. “Mmmmmm,” she moaned with satisfaction when I was all in.
    I looked at the gorgeous face in front of me.  With her newly firm body, and the image of the queen I had in my head, I was unable to resist her loving.  I instantly lost control.  I sat up, faced her, and wrapped her legs around my waist.  While palming her naked cheeks, I thrust myself deep inside of her.  I was standing by the time I picked up a good motion.  As I stretched her body and gave her all of me, Red’s palms were on the back of the dresser.
    She came instantly.  I put her on the bed in the kneeling position.  Entering her from behind, I crossed her legs at the ankles.  We swayed in unison to a rhythm of passion.  I bucked like a tortured bull at a rodeo.
    “Take all of me,” she demanded and I met her demands.
    I was lost in her passion.  Thrusting with all I had.  Giving her what she wanted in a way that validated a man.  Then I exploded.  My juices flowed and my pace slowed.  Red spun around, letting me go limp.  She then sucked on my chest like my nipples were breasts, feeding her a hustling potion.  Minutes later, she laid me down and pulled the covers over us.  As I lay on my back, she laid on top of me, cuddling like we were meant to be.
    “Light brown eyes, huh? First time I noticed.”
    “Great sex, huh?  First time I noticed,” I said, feeling like a