Dmitri led her to a private dressing room, a luxurious pale turquoise robe hung on the back of the door. Stormy got undressed and into the robe before heading through the door Dmitri showed me earlier.
The day flew by starting with a full body scrub, and herbal wrap. I also got a facial, mani/Pedi and my hair done. Food was provided throughout the day starting with a green coconut water smoothie for my skin.
Chapter 14
Gambit
Sunday
What a fucking week. We got back with enough time for me to shower and change before we rode to pick up Stormy. My fucking cock, of course, chose this moment to show his appreciation for our woman. I’d beaten off more times in the last week than I have in all the years since puberty. Thank fuck for lotion or my cock would be a raw mess. I needed him to be in top shape. We had a woman to claim.
My eyes closed as I wrapped my hand around my hard cock. A vision of Stormy played on the movie screen of my closed lids. Her long blue hair spilled around her head as she lay beneath me on the bed. Those full, lush lips parted in ecstasy as I drove my cock in and out of her sweet virgin pussy. I imagined the feel of her nails digging into my back as she called my name.
“FUCK!” I cried out, the orgasm took me by surprise. My knees buckled and I went to the floor, my cock still spurting as the hot water rained down on my head and shoulders.
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LESS THAN AN HOUR LATER, I knocked on the door, a single red rose in my hand. Honu barked. It was more of a greeting thanI’ll rip your face off.My brothers or one of the prospects drove by her place once a night to make sure she was alright.
Keeping eyes on her during the day was much easier. She worked for us and was surrounded by my brothers all day.
Stormy opened the door and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth.Gobsmacked.That’s the word my grandfather used and until this moment, I never understood what it meant. Her long blue hair was partially pulled back and braided around the back of her head like a halo. I’d loved her hair before, but the new stylist knocked this new color out of the ballpark. The roots were the darkest blue you could get before it became black. A true midnight blue. Then it lightened to a shade between midnight and royal blue with streaks of cyan blue. The cyan slowly took over into an ombre fade until the tips of her hair were new denim blue.
Stormy’s eyes were lined, and her lashes were dark and thick. Between the hair and the light makeup. Her eyes became the color of a cloudless sky on a summer's day. She’d covered her luscious lips with a tinted sheer gloss that matched the plum plaid skirt she wore. It ended a few inches below her perfect plump ass.It’s going to be a long fucking day!
The long sleeve black Henley clung to her curves. Its scoop neckline gave a generous view of her cleavage. I debated telling her the first two buttons were undone. Maybe she knew. The view gave me the barest peak of black lace. My already hard cock went from concrete to steel.
“You look amazing, my Queen,” I said before taking her in my arms and doing my best to kiss off her gloss.
I’d wear it proudly. My vast knowledge of words like gloss, Henley, plaid, etc., comes from my want to be the best big brother possible. Pops is the best dad a kid could ask for, but he didn’t have it in him to be a mom, too. I stepped up as big brother and did all the tea parties. Nola polished my nails and made me wear lipstick and frilly hats. I didn’t care. It made her happy. As she grew, I took her clothes shopping, took cupcakes to school, and anything else she needed. When I was on leave, we spent a lot of time on video chat.
When we pulled apart, I studied her face, prepared to remove any gloss smudges. It surprised me not to find any. My eyes went to her lips. The gloss was still perfect. Damn, that’s some good stuff.
“I missed you,” I said, pulling her closer.
Close enough, she could feel my erection straining to get out of my jeans.