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It was hard to resist such a commanding presence. Little Red licks her lips, hesitating a moment more before she takes his member into her mouth. Soft at first he gradually grew harder the more her tongue played with the more sensitive areas.

She felt a hand on the back of her neck. Cringing expecting to feel the hand **** her head further on. Instead it felt like he was just playing with her hair. Tugging gently but mostly, just petting it.

Encouraging the touches Little Red nuzzled into the pets while roaming her hands exploring his body trying to find what made him groan.

Just as suddenly as it had started. It ended. Little Red felt the man push her away. "That's it, you can go." Mr Foxx gingerly tucked himself back into his pants.

"What?" Little Red wasn't upset she didn't get a facial but the man clearly had not orgasmed.

"I said, you can go." Turning his chair to the wall he collected a glass and poured some liquid in it.

"But you didn't finish."

"Nope. I just wanted to see if I liked your mouth. Now go before I decided to renegotiate our cake deal."

Huffing her distress Little Red stood and collected herself fixing her skirt shirt and hair. When she felt collected she turned and left. Another clicking sound when she got close to the door, when she tried it. It opened right away.

Determined not to cry she made it to the hotel just before she fell apart. Jumping right in a scalding shower to scrape off her skin off with a loofa.

When she finally emerged she collapsed into bed tired from such a long week. The fire took their home and business in one fell swoop. And now she owed that dickhead a lot of money with no current income.

Looking at her phone Little Red saw she had a missed call. Grandma Red had tried calling her, too exhausted she decided just to text her grandmother that she was at the hotel and just getting some rest for a few hours but that she'd be back tomorrow.