Amberleigh’s whole body quivered with anticipation waiting for the billionaire to make his next move. Would he push himself deep inside her wet cunt? Get right down to business. Or maybe use those magic fingers of his some more to both torture and pleasure her. Right now, she was down for pretty much anything truth be told. This was a long time coming indeed. But his next move was a surprising one indeed. He looked right into her eyes before he put his lips to hers. It wasn’t a savage kiss. It was slow and dreamlike, like a warm summer day with nowhere to be and all the time in the world. There was even a sweetness and gentleness to it which she hadn’t thought him capable of. His fingers were soon entwined in her hair, but his kiss stayed at that same lazy pace. Her mouth opened to his eagerly, but he kept his tongue to himself. Not that she was feeling too disappointed though, because his fingers began to trace over the contours of her body. Not to mention his hard cock was sett
Grayson let gravity do some of the work as he slid Amberleigh down the slant of the tub, she eagerly opened her legs to him, and welcomed his cock as it slid inside her. Honestly, it was thoughtful of him to try and give her vag time to adjust to his massive girth and length, as his thrusts were slow and teasing. But maybe it just more of him being an ass again, torturing her, because she longed to feel him deep and hard inside her. Even her pussy it seemed was growing impatient. She tightened herself around his cock and thrusts her hips towards him, a sign to get a fuck on with it already. But the bastard actually laughed at her and her tactics to try and get him revved up. She wanted him pounding her pussy all the way to the finish line. But it seemed the billionaire thought slow and steady was the way to win this fucking race. His strokes were long and lazy like, completely exiting her, before slowly entering her again and again.She would have lodged a complaint if not for the
Amberleigh couldn’t help but laugh when Grayson made a playful growling noise and bit her lightly on her right ass cheek. It seemed he was down with this doggie style business. Back in the Circus Room at the Cobra Club, one of acts had been Goddess and Pages adorned in tiger striped body paint, prowling around on all fours, and marks could slap their ass with soft, foam whips. Real whips were saved for the fetish rooms, but those cats in the concrete jungle sure did like to bite for real. One of the songs which constantly got stuck in Amber’s head during that routine was about doing it animal planet style. And right now, she could hear the phantom melody in her head as the billionaire was snarling at her and nipping at her bare ass. His trail of bites continued up along the ridge of her spine, with just enough pressure to hit that delicate balance between pain and pleasure.He continued to nip at her back as he forced her body beneath his, and soon it was his cock tracing up the leng
Grayson reluctantly pulled away from the kiss with a groan. He was certainly eyeing the bed behind them regretfully. But he muttered fuck again and slipped his t-shirt over his head as he headed for the door. He paused long enough to tell Amberleigh to have a good day and he’d see her later. More progress for fucking sure. And for once that thought of seeing the pretty boy later actually filled her with happy thoughts. Amberleigh jumped into a scalding shower afterwards to wash the billionaires smell from her skin. As the water steamed down her body from the waterfall showerhead, she debated how to talk to Leo about what he’d stumbled into this morning. There was no use trying to pretend it hadn’t happened. Trying to pretend that things hadn’t changed between her and Grayson. But Leo was the last person she wanted to fucking hurt. By the time she made it to the kitchen, Grayson was already gone, and the chef was scrubbing at a pan with a scouring pad. It seemed he was washing th
Amberleigh was well aware of the fact she had once made a vow she wouldn’t suck the billionaire’s cock and now she was about to partake in it twice in the same day. But oh fucking well, because his meaty dick was now in front of her face. And she was hungry as fuck for that juicy sausage with looked quite appetizing indeed. Fuck, she really was hungry as it’d been hours since she ate anything. But focus bitch, she scolded herself. It hadn’t taken much to spring him from the fabric as he stood erect and tall like a good soldier as soon as she released him from the barracks. She fully intended to let the invasion begin as soon as she knew he was fully up for the task. Primed, locked, and loaded baby. “Dessert? Why don’t we start with an appetizer?” she asked. “Best way to start the meal,” he agreed, “but I’m in charge of dessert.” She liked the sound of that alright. She gave him a sultry nod before she sucked his huge cock
Amberleigh played with a loose thread on the decorative pillow. She hated to kill the mood, but there was no use putting off this talk. And she just hoped that Grayson was also being honest about his business dinner. Not that she had sole claim on his dick or heart or anything. Well technically, she’d probably left behind a love mark or two on him. But still the thought of him fucking another woman twisted up her guts. “So what now Grayson? Where do we go from here?” she asked. “Oh, how about the bed?” “Okay, tempting, but for one thing you have your business dinner in like an hour. And for another thing, I’m serious. Where does this leave us? I’m not asking for fancy dinners out at Gorgio’s or anything. I understand you have a certain image to maintain.” “Where do you want to go from here Amber? What are you expecting from this? I mean I don’t have all the answers myself. But this has been the best fucking sex I’ve
Even though Grayson woke up with a raging hangover, and very late for work, he wasn’t going to lie to himself or Amber, that last night was a mistake. In fact, it was arguably the best fucking night of his life, consequences be damned. It seemed that she was having regrets though, and expected him to go back to giving her the cold shoulder now that he was sober again. He’d assured her otherwise, though with the history between them, he couldn’t blame that Amber still had her doubts.Though he wasn’t ready to commit to a relationship with her or anything, he was willing to keep a more open mind moving forward. See where one night of the best fucking sex of his life could lead. Grayson berated himself mentally for not allowing this type of uninhibited sex between them from the start, what he’d missed out on. Sex didn’t have to involve feelings but could just be a purely physical thing. But that had always been his downfall in the past, because he was terrible at separating the two. The
Amberleigh felt like the scum of the earth, like she shouldn’t be eavesdropping on such a private moment between Grayson and his dead brother, but at the same time she couldn’t pull herself away. Like driving by a bad auto accident and knowing you should look away, but not being able to. She knew it was a fucked-up thing to do as she crouched down beside the mausoleum and watched the billionaire apologize to his brother for not being to his grave for a month. “Dad is really on my back and micromanaging every fucking thing. We can’t have the investors lose faith in us and the company has to stay in the family and all the usual shit,” he reached forward and touched the stone and chuckled, “bro you know this was supposed to be you. You had a head for this business shit. You bastard, I was supposed to be the freeloader, the black sheep.” He laughed again, no doubt trapped in some memories Amber wasn’t privileged to. But she wanted to be. She was an only chi
Luckily, Amberleigh’s stomach had settled and she didn’t blow chunks in Leo’s Porsche. They made it back to the penthouse without incident, well beyond Leo torturing her delicate ear drums with another rap song. She was very fond of the chef, but unfortunately his singing wasn’t something likely to grow on her over time. Now his cooking was another matter entirely, perhaps it was the reason her belly seemed a bit more bloated lately. Or perhaps that was another reason entirely. A reason Amber didn’t particularly want to think about. In fact, her heart was already pounding in her chest as she and Leo went their separate ways inside the apartment. He headed towards the kitchen whistling a merry tune while she made for her stash of pregnancy tests in her bathroom. But before she made it past the main foyer, a voice called to her from the den. “Miss Dubois, join me in the den,” said Grayson. Leo stopped in the archway to the kitchen, “Hey G-Man, didn’t
It was during one of their late-night pillow chats, a couple nights before Thanksgiving, when Grayson informed her about the fertility clinic he’d found. This came as both of them still lay panting in their post orgasm bliss after their game that night had involved a good old fashioned vibrator. They lay side by side, his fingers skimming over her naked body leaving goosebumps behind as he spoke. “As much fun as I’m having beautiful, it would be nice to get back to slamming my cock inside your moist cunt. So I must inform you, I’ve found a clinic that seems to fit our needs. It’s in Spain, has a very high rate of success, and caters to many high-profile clientele where discretion is paramount. They can get us in next week.” Amberleigh propped herself up on one elbow with a grin, “Sounds nice. But let me get this straight, you just assume that once the deed is done and I got a bun cooking, I’ll want to keep fucking you Mr. Godwin? That’s a bold assumptio
Grayson’s musical talent was just another new discovery Amberleigh learned about the billionaire as he became less statue like and more like a real fucking human being. He was far from perfect, controlled, and she liked his quirks and imperfections. For instance, he hated the sound of cellophane, made him full on cringe, so naturally Leo made it a point to crinkle the shit whenever in Grayson’s presence. Grayson had to turn the volume up on things to even numbers only and well he was ticklish as fuck on the bottom of his feet. How Amber came about that particular piece of knowledge happened during one of their nightly games. It soon became their favorite game to play late at night when the sun was down as well as their inhibitions. It was called I can get you off with just my…The object was to pick one object or body part to use to get the other all hot and bothered. Bonus points if you made your partner actually come with just the chosen object or body part alone. B
Over the next couple of weeks, it certainly wasn’t all rainbows and cuddles following the airing of the dirty laundry in the penthouse, but Amberleigh could definitely feel a shift in the atmosphere. No longer so tense and secretive, it just felt lighter and not so fucking stifling. There was a more openness among them which she was grateful for. Less conversations stopped when she entered the room. And in turn, she learned several things without having to resort to breaking and entering and spying. Well it certainly also helped when you now spent most nights in the bed of the man you once creeped on. Pillow talk and late-night confession were the best she’d come to find many times over. For example, to the outside world Cole Godwin was a hardened man who carried around a black notebook to keep tabs on shit you done to use against you at some point. Also rumored among his employees to be an alcoholic who got the shakes towards the end of the day and too much of a worka
Amberleigh let Grayson and Leo have their moment before she decided to take back control of the conversation and steer it back on course. Her bladder was about to explode, her stomach felt like it was beginning to eat itself, and she still had several other terms to discuss regarding her arrangement. She cleared her throat, “Excuse me gentleman. It does matter Grayson. Stop living like a man without fuckin’ consequences. And start living like a man with something to lose. Stop being so selfish and think about how your bad choices affects the people who love you.” “Fine, I’m listening. So, I get how your terms benefit me, but tell me Amber, what’s in it for you?” he posed. “Well besides the pleasure of your company, the main drawl has to be the use of your private chef,” she grinned and Leo chuckled, “and of course that two million you promised me G-Man. It should be chump change to you. I agree to be your surrogate, but on my terms.”
Amberleigh stood frozen on the threshold of the master suite. Leo gave the billionaire another shake before he felt for a pulse on his friend’s neck. To Amber, it was like watching a fucking bad movie, disconnected and in another world entirely. At least until Leo turned to look at her and the fear was clear in his eyes. But when he spoke, his words came out strong and unwavering. “I can’t wake him up. And his breathing is too slow. Help me move him to the floor.” Amber snapped out of her daze and ran across the room where Leo was already grabbing Grayson under the shoulders. She grabbed his limp legs and helped Leo heave the dead weight onto the floor. He was solid and heavy as fuck. Grayson didn’t so much as twitch or move. Still. Almost lifeless if not for the slow rise and fall of his chest. “Maybe we should move him to the bed instead?” she suggested. Leo was already down on his knees arranging his friend on the
Amberleigh stood frozen on the threshold of the master suite. Leo gave the billionaire another shake before he felt for a pulse on his friend’s neck. To Amber, it was like watching a fucking bad movie, disconnected and in another world entirely. At least until Leo turned to look at her and the fear was clear in his eyes. But when he spoke, his words came out strong and unwavering. “I can’t wake him up. And his breathing is too slow. Help me move him to the floor.” Amber snapped out of her daze and ran across the room where Leo was already grabbing Grayson under the shoulders. She grabbed his limp legs and helped Leo heave the dead weight onto the floor. He was solid and heavy as fuck. Grayson didn’t so much as twitch or move. Still. Almost lifeless if not for the slow rise and fall of his chest. “Maybe we should move him to the bed instead?” she suggested. Leo was already down on his knees arranging his friend on the
After their moment of solidarity, Leo said those magic words to Amberleigh any girl longs to hear. “Are you hungry? I saw you left your dinner untouched on the counter. Let me feed you.” She grinned at the chef, “Mr. Clemonte, could you get any more perfect? You know me so well.” “Well let’s take care of this right away Miss Dubois. I can whip you something up. You can join me in the kitchen or I can serve you dinner in bed…” She knew he didn’t mean it in a sexual way, but it still made her heart beat a little faster indeed. Grayson had never delivered on his promise of dessert after all. And she was fucking starving. But Leo’s food was on par with sex no doubt. Well almost, depending on who was doing the feasting that is. “Let me wash my face and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.” “Sounds like a plan. I’ll go get started and I can assure you, you won’t be disappointed Miss Dubois.”
Amberleigh was feeling the buzz of the vodka as she made her way to her room clutching the bottle like it was a lifeline. And she surely needed it to get through tonight. She was going to drink until she couldn’t think about a fucking thing. Until she was nothing but numb and happy. God knew she needed it tonight to forget all this heavy shit. She took another drink from the bottle as she eyed her half-packed suitcases adorning the bed. Thoughts of the billionaire and his unfortunate situation were still barging into her pounding skull. The remedy she held in her hands. She sucked down more of the bottled salvation as she staggered towards her bed. She suddenly felt fucking exhausted. She allowed herself to collapse upon her bed making sure not to lose the bottle she hugged to her chest next to her heart. She remembered the sound of Grayson’s steady heartbeat, but for how much longer would it beat? She took another drink. Amber fell int