Page 79 of The Guardian

Page List


Font:  

26

Jared

Dinner was quite a great affair.After agreeing we’d resume business talks and signing contracts tomorrow at lunch, Gisele and I left the restaurant in agreatmood.

Glancing over at the woman sitting next to me, Gisele appeared absorbed as she looked out the window. Reaching out, I took hold of her soft hand before leaning in to gently kiss it. “Are you tired,kitten?”

Breaking her reverie, she twisted her pretty head, granting me her undivided attention. “Never for you…” she murmured before she unbuckled her seatbelt and slid closer to me, capturing my lips in an explicit, mind-altering kiss. “Jared,” she moaned while her hand traveled southwards, running its ownexploration.

Without extricating from her, I realized the car had stopped. But instead of putting a stop, I continued devouring her lips. After all the banter and innuendoes this woman had put me through tonight, the minx had to be taught not to tease a man who was on the brink ofcombustion.

Faintly hearing the car door opening and closing, I realized the driver had allowed usprivacy.

Hired from one of our international company branches, it was mandatory to sign the gag clause in his contract. Having done so, it ensured his silence. If he was shocked the company’s CEO and the sole heir to Peter Weber’s fortune were engaged in heavy sexual foreplay, he kept it to himself. As a result, he discreetly waited until our lips were untangled before bidding us a lovelyevening.

“Where are we?” she asked the moment she realized we weren’t deposited outside thehotel.

Instead of supplying her curiosity with concrete answers, I decided to plant a chaste kiss on her lips before firmly placing a hand on her back, swiftly guiding us towards the black gilded double doors where we were discreetly greeted and ushered to aprivateroom.

“Your dorei will be here shortly.” He obliged us with a sweeping bow before securing the heavy gold-gilded black doorbehindhim.

Detailed with requested specifications, the platform bed was situated right across from the one-way, floor-to-ceiling mirror wall. A sizeable waterfall grotto sat on one end, abundantly decorated with fresh purple and pink wisteria floribunda. The grotto invitingly glimmered, aglow with its deep blue lighting from underneath its pool. The overwhelming smell of jasmine, ylang-ylang, bois de rose, peppermint, patchouli, and rose potently hung in the luminously candle-lit room. Beads, whips, cuffs, candle oil wax, restraints, paddle, abundant strings of asanawa rope, and everything one required to heighten one’s arousal, all laid out for easyaccessibility.

“What is this place?” Gisele marveled as she took in the scene before her. Ranging from extreme, median, mellow to sensual petting paraphernalia was strategically littered about our own private area. Her body tensed, her spine ramrod straight as she spun around to face me, gray eyes uncertain. Perplexed. “Jared?” she croaked out just as Iapproachedher.

Without uttering a word, my eyes did the talking. They succinctly conveyed my need for her and how tonight…Tonight was the culmination of all those nights I’d laid in bed frustrated, missing her, craving her kiss, yearning for her supple body. My ever-increasing need went above and beyond the pleasures of the flesh. I burned to delve into her psyche and possess her there, stripped of any pretensions, erected barriers, andfabrications.

I stood inches from her troubled form before my fingers reached out behind her head, freeing her glorious goldentresses.

Beautiful.The word floated about my head as I took her in. The very nymph who had plagued my mind ever since I had found her tear-streaked face in Croatia. Her heavily crimson tinted lips quivered with anticipation when I unhurriedly began to release the intricate fabric buttons of her slinky Chinese dress. And just when I was about to slip the dress off her body, the dooropened.

Two Japanese women entered, dressed in robes. They greeted us in the same fashion the establishment’s host had earlier. Without preamble, they dashed towards us, finishing what I started withGisele.

The minx let out a strangled sound, darting me an alarmed look as she pleaded for me to say something. I merely smiled, but when her eyes darted to the other dorei beginning to undress me, the alarm in her eyes vanished, replaced byjealousy.

“If you intend to fuck one, I won’t hesitate to chop that fat dick off. Understood?” Her face reddened as she battled to take action or to stay put. Curiosity won out, added by an intense need to please and obediently follow my request, which she had vowed to submit to me earlier thisevening.

Tonight, I’m simply yours. My body and mind yours to command. You will think for me. You willownme.

I smirked, knowing full well she had trapped herself to do mybidding.

Her cutting glare didn’t leave me as she scrutinized each move the dorei did to me. Once she and I were stripped bare, they huddled and carefully placed our clothes on the mirrored dresser before reverting their attention backtous.

They led us towards the bed. Side by side, we were lying faced down when I reached out to hold her hand and brought it to my lips. The worry in her eyes lessened. Somehow, the small tenderness in my gesture eased whatever qualmsshehad.

“Relax, kitten. It’ll be worth it. Ipromise.”

“Easy for you to say,” she grudginglyexpressed.

Her apprehension grew when she saw the doreis disrobe, baring their petite, stark naked and armed with bowls of scented oils before they climbed over our bodies, somewhat straddling us. With deft subtlety, the dorei gradually applied the oil all overmyform.

They then began to massage our bodies, applying ample pressure as they kneaded the knots and kinks of our wounded muscles. A pleasured moan came out of me when the dorei focused around my neck and shoulders. When I opened my eyes, my minx glowered, sending sharpened daggersatme.

I couldn’t help it; I chuckled. She had no clue how much I adored her more when her possessive naturesurfaced.

“It’s not that funny!” she hissed, blushing like a demurevirgin.

My chuckles slowly ebbed as my fingers brushed against her cheek, grazing her silky skin. Even though there were two attractive, naked women servicing us, I only wanted the woman whose eyes intensely bore into mine. Any trace of amusement vanished as the strong pangs of hunger revved my system onceagain.


Tags: Pamela Ann Billionaire Romance