“Paparazzi.” The valet hurried to the driver’s side of the car, while Creighton turned to look at her. “Take a deep breath, smile and just follow beside me. Don’t hide from them or it will be worse. Even if they speak English, ignore them and let me answer their questions.” Sandra nodded as her door was opened by a second valet. She drew a deep breath and stepped out of the car, finding herself temporarily blinded by the lights of the cameras flashing in her face. Creighton was at her side in just a few seconds, his hand around her waist as he steered her through the small crowd and into the building.Creighton answered the questions in a very relaxed manner, strolling rather casually through the hotel lobby. He stepped up to the counter and retrieved a package the clerk handed him, then continued toward the lifts. Several hotel officials hurried to their side, ushering the men back out the main entrance as Creighton whispered to Sandra to smile and wave. They entered the lift along
He lifted another package out of the box and removed a glass tube that resembled a penis. It was beautiful, thick, with blue and violet swirled around the clear glass, with inset sparkles. It was nearly as large as Creighton himself.“It has a little battery and it’s practically silent.” He flipped the small switch on the bottom of the device and placed it in her hand. She was amazed at how intense the vibration was and how quiet.“There is a new set of beads,” he continued, watching as she switched off the tube and set it aside. He reached into the wooden chest and lifted out a third box, removing a string of four thick blue glass beads, the size of golf balls on a long leather string.“Glass is very hypoallergenic and eco-friendly,” he explained. “No chemicals, easily made and simple to clean.”“What about the ones you already have? Do you replace them?”“We can, eventually that is, if you like these. We’ll have to spend a great deal of time on research, just to make certain you en
Creighton stopped his torture for a moment, tugging the chain between her nipples gently then lifted it to her mouth.“Open,” he ordered, and she did, gasping as he pulled the chain higher, lifting her breasts up by the clamps and slipped the chain between her teeth. “Now, bite.” She again obeyed and instantly moaned as he began to tickle the delicate flesh of the underside of her breasts.He ran the feathers back down her torso to the spot that had been silently begging for attention, caressing the delicate flesh beneath his initials. Sandra moaned again, her eyes closing to the desire and pleasure while the feathers continued to tickle her, caressing the lips of her labia moments before the handle was slowly thrust inside her vagina.“You are so wet.” He leaned across her, his nose running gently over her labia, his tongue tasting and tickling the nub of her swollen clitoris. Sandra moaned as he pulled the handle out, slowly pushing it back in, his tongue licking and teasing, his t
At last the vibrator stopped and he removed it out of her, allowing her to again relax against the mattress, her breathing deep and rough, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm as she slowly came back down.Sandra soon realized her feet were loose and she moved them to a bent position, moaning at the sensation of the beads still inside her. She looked up to see Creighton moving up her body from the bottom of the bed. A wicked grin crossed his face when he reached for the chain between the clamps. He placed it between his own teeth and gently tugged on it, smiling as she moaned. He eased his grip, allowing her breasts to relax then lifted it again, this time positioning himself between her legs, slipping the tip of his penis slowly inside her wet opening.She felt full, her rectum aching slightly as the balls caressed her tight canal. His movements were slow as he gently thrust inside her, tugging the chain a little harder, then relaxed the tension on her breasts as he pulled
Sandra narrowed her eyes at him, but quickly decided to have a little fun. She reached out and slid her hand up the inside of his pant leg above his naked foot that held her like a toll gate to the wall. Creighton gasped. His eyes widened as she continued to play with his calf. She leaned over, pressing her lips to the inside seam of his pants that lay across his thigh, moving her mouth higher, kissing his pants before tugging on the seam with her teeth. He growled, bringing her eyes back to his as he pushed the replay on his phone, his eyes narrowing at her.A few seconds passed as she continued to play with him through his pants before she moved higher and bit the zipper across his growing erection. He shut his phone off, tossing it to the nearby sofa and reached down, capturing her chin in his hand.“You make it extremely difficult to use the phone, do you know that?” he asked, lowering his leg and unfastening his pants. Sandra looked at him, batting her eyes innocently.“I was sim
Creighton returned shortly after one o’clock, having gone to meet with Parker and Harvey to get a final briefing on the decoy actors before the plan was set into motion. Their bags were packed and had been loaded into a fake linen truck in the parking garage. Sandra was dressed in a simple pair of blue jeans with a tourist tee-shirt, hair in a ponytail and a pair of black sandals. She easily looked like she would if she were going back to Kansas, rather than heading to her wedding.He smiled at her as she sat on the sofa, feet propped up on the coffee table and Miriam’s book perched in her hands. He was amazed to see how much she had read in such a short time, mentally promising to read his former lover’s story himself. She looked up at him as he stepped closer to her, his long legs hidden beneath a pair of black jeans, his muscular chest inside a loose-fitting blue pullover.“Finished so soon?” she asked, laughing as he flopped down unceremoniously beside her, his head falling into h
“Yes, a lot. Fortunately, for a young lad with appealing looks, I could attract women very easily. I’m not a fool, Sandra. I know I’m good looking, but I try not to let it affect the way I conduct my life. Well, not anymore that is. I used to like it when women would fall all over me, give me their numbers or hotel keys. It made getting them into bed much easier. However, I didn’t have intercourse with all of them. I had a period in my life where I wanted to just experiment and see what it took to make a woman scream when she came. I practiced as often as I could.”“Wasn’t that frustrating to you, not having sex with them?”“Sometimes, but I carried a healthy supply of condoms with me, just in case I lost control. There was one girl I was into for a while. Not in love with, mind you, we just had really good sex. Rough and kinky. It was right after I bought my flat in Chelsea. I met her through a business associate, and we hit it off. She liked my looks and I liked her arse. We made it
“I have to go to the office to sign some papers, so we’ll stop off at the flat in Chelsea. You can stay there if you’d like, it will give you a little while to relax before we go on to Yorks?”“I could do with a little down time, so long as you don’t forget about me while you’re gone.” Creighton laughed, kissing her cheek.“Impossible,” he assured her. The cab pulled up in front of a large twelve story building in the lovely area of Chelsea England. The street was lined with lush green trees, the walkways clean and the air crisp. Sandra watched a young couple walk by with their little Pomeranian puppy on a thin leash, smiling when they stopped to allow it to make use of one of the tree trunks. Creighton held her hand when they stepped out of the cab, allowing her time to inspect her new surroundings. Several planters of small flowering bushes welcomed visitors to the main entrance of the building, and she found herself smiling with excitement as they approached the tall dark-haired