Anxious nerves bellowed inside me when we got to the private airfield and boarded Callista's private jet. "I don't have my passport," I told her. "Don't worry about it," Callista hushed while sitting on my lap. She didn't waste time, did she? "I'll buy you a new wardrobe, look, jewelry, the works. You'll want for nothing. I need you to be at my beck and call whenever I need you," she smiled. I wrapped one of my arms around her warm waist, pressing her cleavage against my face. I licked the hot skin between her breasts while pushing her down against my hard-on. Her head arched back as I seized her hair within my grasp. She gasped, dropping her glass of champagne on the floor beside us. I lifted her onto the small table in front of me and began to unbuckle my jeans. A slight movement out of the corner of my right eye stopped me. It was the stewardess. However, she didn't look shocked; it seemed like she could use a smoke break. She was beautiful. Her perfect, tight brown cur
Once we made it to the Four Seasons Resort, everything became a blur. How I got to the room and showered is beyond me. I don't remember the last time I slept. I came out of the refreshing extra-large shower into the main room of the suit. I saw Callista closing the front door, holding a Gucci shopping bag. "I brought some of Dimitri's clothes for you to wear until now," Callista placed the bag in my arms while walking past me. A stinging slap on my ass accompanied her passing. "Since the distributors are here, they're sending designer suits and clothing to the room and should be here soon. We'll also be shown jewelry," she added, "If there's paparazzi, we need to be sure that you're dressed properly." I nodded in response while pulling a free black silk shirt from the bag. "Once done, we're going to a business meeting downstairs in the restaurant. I need you to look exquisite and refined. I also have a hairdresser coming to get you cleaned up for the occasion," she continued
We went downstairs to The Mode Kitchen & Bar. Three men in the back corner wearing black business suits were waiting patiently for our arrival. I followed a few paces behind her. She wanted me there, but mainly for security, so none of these men tried asking her back to their rooms. She sauntered to a chair and made herself known with a bottle of the hotel's finest champagne. "Offer still stands, gentleman," Callista started, "Now I know the price is something you're not sold on. Look at it this way: You'll make it all back because of what you see outside these gorgeous walls-the ocean. Everyone who lives here wants a boat, yacht, or sea vessel. They can't help themselves." "Even so, what profit do we gain by purchasing a lot at this ridiculous price?" one of the men asked. She rolled her eyes in annoyance, "I never told you how much to sell them for once you purchase them, darling. That's entirely up to you. Now, the longer you wait, the higher the price goes." The three me
"Two weeks went by, and all we did was party and fuck. There is so much alcohol and cocaine I can't even remember all of it. There were so many paparazzi, though. I didn't realize what status they held within the socialites," Eric boasted, "I mean, look, You're both on the I*******m account along with Dimitri and this other guy. It's screaming scandal all over." Tanya and I looked at each other in shock while Eric took out his phone and showed us proof of his words. "What the hell? I never saw cameras or paparazzi anywhere!" I shouted. They can't be within five hundred feet of you, but that doesn't mean they can't hide and take pictures from six hundred," Eric said. "That's ridiculous," I shook my head. "Oh no," Tanya's eyes widened in horror, "If this is all over the place, I know Cameron's seen this. Now I know why he's so happy to stay with a rich friend and his family for the summer." "This is wild," I shook my head, handing Eric back his phone, "What else happened?'
Everything was bright. Painfully bright. I covered my face with both hands from the binding sunlight breaking through the dark thunderous storm clouds. I sat up, my head still slightly swirling from yesterday. Oh, yesterday. I looked back to see Tanya asleep on my left and Eric on my right. I shook my head in disbelief. What was I thinking? Oh, that's right, I wasn't. Can you blame me? The sex was unbelievable. I wish I hadn't been so intoxicated. Water. Need Water. I crawled off the bed, unintentionally taking the sheet with me. "Ugh!" I cried as a stinging slap hit my ass. I turned back at the two of them. Eric's eyes were shut, only there was a big smile on his face, Tanya was biting her lip with a devious smile. She was the culprit. "Bitch!" I gasped before kissing her. She flipped me onto my back, sliding up between my splayed legs. Her gentle fingers traced my forearms up to my wrists. Our hands entangled with one another as she kissed me once again. I felt another ha
"Hello, Dimitri," I greeted., "What can I do for you?" "Tonight, I want you to come over." "Bossy aren't we?" "Callista is taking your friend to dinner. Roy is taking the other out as well. You're mine tonight." "Pardon? What makes you think I'm not busy?" "Don't play hard to get, you know what I want." "What exactly do you want?" "Come over tonight and find out. I'll reward you with a nice gift." "A gift?" "Yes, be a good girl, and come over tonight. I'll make it worth your while since I know you'll make it worth mine." "Hmm." "Don't make me wait or the gift will no longer be part of the deal." "Really? So you only get what you want?" "What I want is to cum inside of you, but first I want your cum on my tongue." I froze. A tight sensation hit deep within me followed by a flushing rush release from me. I was so wet just from his words. The thought of fucking him did still excite me despite how he used me. Part of me did trust him. "Okay," I caved. "G
"What exactly is it you want for tonight?" I asked Dimitri entering his home. "I have this for you," he held out a small container of cocaine, "I want you to take it. Get nice and relaxed." I froze. I only take drugs when I want to. I don't like people trying to make me do them. "And if I don't want to?" I hesitated. He looked down while placing the container on the countertop. Slowly he made his way over to me never breaking eye contact. "Then me fucking you," he leaned into me, caging me within his arms, "Here. It'll hurt." He spread apart my butt cheeks, a stinging pain followed. I felt the tip of one of his fingers press inside of my asshole. "Ahh!" I yelped while latching onto him. My nails dug into his shoulders. This wasn't a sexy pain. This was pain. "I don't like it," I whimpered. "Take the blow," he whispered in my ear. The hairs on my neck stood up as I turned away from him, "It'll help. One way or another. I'm fucking this tonight." I looked into hi
I clutched at my bedsheets while burying my face in the pillow. I felt a small vibrating egg press deeper and deeper into my asshole. The burning pain wasn't so bad. It wasn't tolerable though. "I can't," I whimpered, "I can't do it." "You're taking it fine," Dimitri growled in my ear, "You can do it." "Please!" I pleaded, "I can't do anymore." Dimitri froze above me. He didn't look pleased, but his expression softened. In one swift motion, he thrust his throbbing hard cock inside of me. Between the vibrator in my ass and his cock inside of me, I didn't know how I should feel. My body began throbbing to the tips of my toes with every thrust. "Fuck!" I cried out as hot tears fell down my cheek. My face began to feel numb as I dug my nails deeper and deeper into his back. I blinked as more and more silver flakes filled my vision. Everything started feeling fuzzy and numb until eventually, everything went black. I opened my eyes to the sliver of light gleaming through t
After several more shots and a stumbling walk later, we made our way back to my loft. "What do you think you're doing?" I taunted. "Am I not staying here with you tonight?" he asked. "Haha," I drunkenly laughed, "You want me?" Roy shook his head and tossed his jacket on the countertop. "Everything is covered in dusty sheets. I doubt anything in here has been touched in years." "Your point?" I huffed. "I'm helping you, Ivy," he clarified, getting to work. I took out a dusty glass from the cabinet and rinsed it off. "Not going to help?" he said. I veered over to Roy, who had removed his shirt. His tanned abs are calling my name. "No, I'm pouring myself a glass of wine." "After all the liquor we just drank at the bar?" he questioned. I nodded in reply while removing the barstools from the island countertop. "How long has it been since you've been back here?" "I think around ten years," I admitted. "You never got rid of it?" he asked, removing the sheets
"This is where you used to live?" Roy commented. I glanced over. "When my parents died, I inherited the estate and all their assets. I stupidly sold the house and bought this loft with the money." Roy nodded. We sat in awkward silence. "Well, thanks for the ride," I hesitated. I tried opening the car door, but my hand froze in place. I hadn't been here in over a decade, and the thought of being inside made me sick to my stomach. There were so many memories here, mainly of Eric. It hurt so badly that tears almost came to me. I choked them down, swallowing hard, trying to hold my composure. "Did you want to grab a drink?" Roy offered. "Y-yeah," I agreed, "I know this great little bar. I used to work there." "Lead the way, Miss Ivy," he smiled. "First," I cleared my throat, "You gotta let me drive." "No, even my wife doesn't drive my Lamborghini." "I'm not your wife." Roy removed his sunglasses. Studied me briefly. "You think you're that good?" "I know I am.
Roy gazed intensely into my eyes before shaking his head and backing away. When he stood up and put distance between us, I wasn't sure how to feel. "What?" I asked. "I can't. Dimitri is in love with you," he explained. "He fucked Callista to punish me; how much could he love me?" I snorted. "That's why I did what I did to you in the limo. I wasn't joking when I said it hurt me to see Dimitri fucking my wife." I huffed in frustration. This is not how I saw this going. Roy didn't mind sleeping around before, but now he has morals. Since when? Pressing my tongue to my cheek, I removed my robe. Roy froze, his eyes studying me. "I can't," he grunted. "You expect me to believe you didn't have this in mind when you got this hotel room?" I taunted, slowly sauntering over. To my dismay, Roy tried backing away with every step I took. "Do I repulse you that much?" I paused. "Not at all. I would love to fuck you, but I love Callista more." "What makes you so certain she l
"Stop this limo, now!" I snapped. "Ivy, calm down-" "I can't!" I shouted before opening the door. We were already at a stop, so getting out wasn't the worst idea. A chilling wind hit my bare legs, and water splashed over my black strappy heels. I began to strut down the sidewalk angrily, trying to put as much distance between Dimitri and me as possible. "Ivy! Wait!" Roy hollered. "No! I'm done!" I shouted back, still walking away. The rain began to trickle down, the worst of which was in the summer heat. Now, of course, it is raining tonight. "Look," Roy said, twirling me to stop. "What?!" I grunted. "He's upset. He didn't mean what he said," Roy defended. "How the fuck are you defending him right now?!" I winced, walking away and around the corner. "Just stop!" Roy commanded after pinning me against the wall. "No!" I fought his grasp. "You're not stronger than me, Ivy," Roy chuckled. "Look, stop running away." "Running? I'm walking away because if I do
"I-I-" I stammered, still unable to speak. "Still a shy little girl, I see," he commented. "I'm not shy," I denied. "But you are, the way you hide your face, unable to form sentences, cheeks blushing red like a school girl," he explained. When it comes to Dimitri, it's different. You can treat him however you choose and not care for his heart. You don't know me, what I'm capable of, what I can do." "I'm sure you're nothing like Zeus," I hushed. Roy leaned back warmly, gazing, "I'm not going to fuck you for sport; I'm not an animal. I know what type of man he was. I knew Zeus as well. Knew about his and Tanya's relationship. Begging me to take her crazy ass off his hands. Not even I could handle that train wreck." I studied him, glancing at a scar hidden beneath this gold chain. "How did that happen?" I gestured. Roy looked down, clearing his throat before removing the chair and unbuttoning his shirt. He was in great shape, well-chiseled, and tempting. Without though
"It seems old tricks die hard," Callista boasted, directing her eyes to Dimitri. "What do you mean?" I questioned, following her gaze. "Dimitri is a creature of old tricks. He used to do this to me when we first got together. Of course, we fucked like rabbits back when we were young, always trying new and exciting things." Callista explained while gently caressing my inner thigh. "These things he seems to like doing with you," she whispered. She leaned into my ear, her warm breath sending shivers up my spine. "Tell me, what punishment does he have for you?" Dimitri purposefully set the vibrator off inside of me once again. My hand seized Callista's wrist while biting my lower lip. Dimitri said I couldn't cum by the toy. He failed to mention that Callista could satisfy me. A devious smirk came across my lips; Dimitri studied my face, tilting his head, trying to figure out what I was scheming. Slowly, I guided Callista's hand higher and higher up my inner thigh until her c
"Mom!" Rowan beamed while embracing me. "Oh, baby!" I whined. I held him tightly, not wanting to let go. It had been nearly a year since I'd seen him. He had grown so much and was taller than me now. I looked up at his youthful face; he looked much like Dimitri. "Stop growing!" I smiled. "Are you kidding me? I'm not even halfway there yet," Rowan joked, his voice deeper, not childlike anymore. He was undoubtedly going through his puberty phase. "Look at how handsome you've become," I boasted. "Looks like his father," Callista commented. "Aunt Callista, Uncle Roy, good to see you," Rowan greeted, giving them both a hug. "Hello, young man," they both responded. "You know one another well," I mumbled at his affection towards them. "I had no idea you would be here, Mom," Rowan explained, embracing me again. "I missed you, baby," I fibbed, squeezing him back, "I'll tell you what. I will get dressed, and then we can do something tonight." Once in the bathroom, I
Dimitri took it upon himself to make me go back with him to New York and wouldn't have it any other way. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding," Derrick charmingly kissed the back of my hand. "Don't," I smiled before being pulled inside by Dimitri. "You don't have to be so rough!" I winced. "Knock it off, would you?!" Dimitri jerked me, my momentum causing me to fall to the ground on all fours. "Damn it, Dimitri!" I winced. I felt a hard slap across my ass. "Ow!" I hissed. My head jerked back as Dimitri seized the nape of my neck. "Ugh!" Ruthlessly, he snapped my underwear off before spanking me again. Dimitri had been like this since that night. Typically he'd be tender afterward; this time, he'd fuck me every chance he got, even when I couldn't walk the day after my punishment. He tore my dress off, throwing the scraps to the floor beside me. "Ugh! It hurts Dimitri!" I whined. It became the point where it wasn't pleasurable anymore, he knew, and I knew it
Dimitri, flabbergasted, tossed the papers onto the closest chair he could find. Upon his further examination of me in my current state, I knew he knew. My cheeks blushed, and I could not look him in the eyes. "My father?" he questioned. "I didn't know, I swear," I whispered. "How could you not know?!" Dimitri hollered. "Calm down. What's going on?" Derrick asked. "You know what, old man!" Dimitri spat. "What are you talking about, son?" Derrick clarified. "Her?! Ivy! The woman I asked you to keep an eye on for me while I was in New York!" Dimitri explained. "You should have told me about your relationship with her," Derrick stated. Dimitri threw his head back with a manic cackle, "Leave!" "Beg your pardon?" Derrick said. "Leave now, old man!" Dimitri threatened, charging at Derrick. "Stop! I'll go," I sighed, crawling from the bed. "No, you're staying," Dimitri growled. "Leave, now." Dimitri's tone was deathly and emotionless. Derrick also k