n’t come up with several thousand pounds in the very near future, she would be out on the street. Part of me wanted to hang up and tell her she did it to herself, but the other part of me still had a sentimental feeling for the woman that raised me, knowing she hadn’t had the easiest life. I also wanted to keep the flat so that I could inherit it and not have to shell out a ton of money to buy some crappy apartment when I finally settled down and went to work.
I told her I would do what I could and I hung up. She called several times since then to inquire how it was going, but I screened her calls, sending her an email instead. I wasn’t going to hand that money, even if I had it, over to my mother. I contacted the bank and was talking directly to them.
Milos had already dropped nearly a thousand Euros in tips, plus what he paid Reg, so I was pretty sure he wouldn’t hesitate to drop quite a bit more. And if there wasn’t any money involved, hell, I deserved a night of relaxation and possible hot steamy sex. I took a deep breath and looked over at Milos, who was waiting patiently for an answer.
“Okay,” I said taking a deep breath. “I’ll do it.”
“Excellent,” he replied. He smiled and took his jacket from his friend. He reached his hand down to me. “Shall we?”
“I’m going to change if you don’t mind,” I said as I stood. “I’ll be right back.”
I ran to the back and cashed out with Reg. His eyes grew big as he took his cut. Then I changed into my sexy black dress I had in the closet, and raced back out front. Milos stood under the large archway, smiling over at me. He was so fucking handsome, and part of me hoped he made a move tonight. The hotel was only a few blocks away, so we walked there. We took a special elevator up to the top floor, and I couldn’t help but notice everyone staring at us as we crossed the lobby, probably because he was the owner’s kid. The place was gorgeous and even more luxurious than he had described at the club. When we walked in, he tossed off his shoes and jacket. I rolled my eyes, not surprised a bit that he was staying here, too.
At that point, what else was I to do, other than just relax and soak it all in? He started the Jacuzzi, and since I had already been naked once in front of him, I didn’t feel weird at all about stripping down and jumping into the hot bubbling water. I watched as he handed me some champagne and set a plate of strawberries by the tub. His muscles shimmered in the dim lights over the hot tub, and I couldn’t help but watch as he dropped his pants, letting his cock roll out with the rest of him. I could feel my neck getting hot. Much to my surprise, he didn’t immediately jump on me. Instead, we sat and talked about my life and more hilarious stories about his childhood, and we drank two bottles of champagne.
I was definitely a bit wobbly when it was time to get out. He stood on the steps of the hot tub, holding open a towel and helping me get out. As I stepped, my foot slipped, and I fell into Milos, my arms wrapping around his neck. I giggled to myself, feeling the electricity return as our wet skin moved across each other. I felt his arms wrap around me tightly, and I pulled back, looking deep into his handsome eyes. A small, mischievous grin pulled at his lips, and he leaned forward, pressing his mouth hard against mine. Between the champagne and the atmosphere, I was helpless to fight off his advances and found myself kissing him back with heat and need.
His hands slid down me, dropped the towel to the ground, and pulled me against his warm, soft body. I felt his erection press against my stomach, and I immediately felt myself get wet. This man was unbelievably sexy, even in the way he kissed. His lips lapped over my mouth, tasting me with his tongue. He reached down and grabbed my ass, picked me up off the floor, and wrapped my legs around his waist.
He walked slowly back into the penthouse, water dripping across the floor. We walked into a darkened bedroom, and he laid me down on the soft pillow bed covered in satin sheets, smelling of rose and sandalwood. I pulled myself backward until my head rested on the pillow and watched as he crawled toward me, his arms flexing and his hard cock skimming the comforter underneath us. He oozed confidence, and I was immediately turned on at how he took charge and gave me exactly what I needed.
His hands grazed over my breasts, grasping them and kneading heavily. He dipped his head down and brushed his lips across my stomach, looking up and smiling as I whimpered quietly. Milos scooted back further, collapsing onto his ass, his knees underneath him. He lifted my ass into the air and pulled it close to his face. His warm tongue swiped across my lips, and I gasped, instantly wanting more.
He moved his hands around, pressing his two thumbs into me and parting my lips with his tongue. He ran his mouth over my wetness and across my clit, and I arched my back and moaned loudly. As my reactions intensified, so did his movements. I found myself grabbing tightly to the iron headboard above my head. He moved his face back and forth in my pussy, driving me closer and closer to orgasm. My breath was heavy, and my eyes were closed, feeling every inch of his tongue on my mound.
“God,” I moaned. “I want you so bad.”
I felt the smile spread across his face as he tapped my nub and nibbled it with his teeth. He set me down and reached across me into the nightstand, pulling out a condom and pushing it over his huge throbbing cock. He stroked the shaft several times, looking down at my dripping pussy. Watching him rub his hand up and down his dick made me want him even more, and I began to squirm closer to him.
“Is this what you want?” He whispered it, and all I could think was, fuck yes.
I nodded and bit my lip. He grabbed onto his cock by the base and moved forward, rubbing his thick length over my wetness. He was so fucking big, and even though I probably should have been scared of it, all I could think about was feeling the whole thing inside of me.
He pushed his head against my pussy and slid his cock slowly inside of me. He grabbed onto my hips and threw his head back. His cock was thick and hard, and it filled every single crevice inside of me. Immediately after, he started to thrust, pushing hard and fast against me. I felt my temperature rise. He slapped his hand against my clit, and I clamped my fingers onto my hard nipples. I screamed loudly, moaning and whining.
Over and over, he thrust inside of me, bringing it almost fully out before slamming his cock back into me. I reached up and ran my fingernails across his chest, gritting my teeth and grinding my hips as I did on stage. He groaned loudly, and he rocked his hips faster against mine.
I could feel myself reaching orgasm. My breathing sped up with quick, moaning gasps, getting louder with each powerful thrust. The explosion hit me, and I screamed out, arching my back and grabbing onto the bed. He growled when the heat of my wetness flow over his dick. He grabbed my hip and rubbed my clit harder with his other hand, sending waves of intense passion through my whole body. He pushed in hard, pulled out slowly, and then thrust with everything he had, holding it deep inside of me as he came. I could feel his cock bulging and pulsating against the walls of my pussy. I relaxed my muscles and watched him take in every last ounce of pleasure.
He pulled out and flopped down on the bed beside me, breathing heavily with his hands on his chest. A smile washed over him. He pushed me on my side and pressed up against me, his arm draped over my waist. I could still feel my heart racing and was pretty sure that had been the most intense orgasm of my life. My energy was drained, and before I could say even a word, I felt myself slip into a blissful sleep, surrounded by real gold, real luxury, and a real man.
Chapter 6: Milos
Last night was fucking amazing and worth every bit of small talk and romance that I had to put into it. Usually, my conquests were simple. Women put more effort into impressing me than I had to, not realizing I didn’t give a shit about their lives. I just wanted to fuck their brains out and move on. I had left the blonde beauty sleeping in the bed, figuring she was definitely tired after last night’s hot sex. It felt pretty good to see her eyes bulge as I pulled out my cock and shook it in front of her. Her tight little body took it in like a champ, though. I felt every inch of her as she orgasmed all over me. I shook my head trying to keep my dick from getting too excited. It was now business time, and I needed to make sure the mood was just right when I revealed my proposition.
I picked up the phone and called down to the front desk, ordering one of everything on the breakfast menu, a pot of coffee, and a carafe of orange juice. I snuck past the bedroom into the other room where I kept my clothes and picked out something casual but upscale. Not that I owned anything other than upscale. Once dressed, I went into the bathroom and started a condensed version of my morning routine, wanting to look suave but not intimidating, especially since she would no doubt look ruffled when she woke. The last thing I wanted was for her to feel uncomfortable or self-conscious at all before I handed her the news.
Telling someone you are a prince was nerve-racking enough for the other person, not to mention dropping a marriage proposition on the table. I gelled my hair into the perfect, coifed masterpiece and brushed my teeth. Then I flashed myself a smile and headed for the front door, having heard the elevator ding outside.
One by one, the employees quietly rolled in carts of food, from strawberry tarts to crepes filled with all kinds of different butters. They set them out on the large dining table and placed place settings at two of the seats, assuming that I had another guest with me in the suite. I guess they were starting to get to know me here. Although I rarely had a woman actually sleep over, unless I was too drunk to shoo her out afterward.
I looked over the table, feeling satisfied with such an amazing arrangement. Surely, this was not normal for a girl like Adriana and would far surpass her normal breakfast of granola bars or boxed cereal. As I sat down at the table, I looked up to see her shuffling from the bedroom, the satin sheet wrapped around her amazing body. My cock immediately got so hard it was almost painful. I reached down and pressed down on it. Now was not the time.
“Good morning,” she said, yawning. “I am starving.”
“Excellent,” I said.
I poured her a glass of orange juic