by Hamel, B. B.
The volcano inside of me wants to break free and erupt. Needs to do it, needs it now.
“That’s right. This is what’s real, right here. My hands on your skin, the pain that tingles up your spine, and the pleasure… the pleasure you want so badly.”
“Oh, god,” I whisper as he kisses my neck so gently, so softly. I feel him grip my ass again. I feel him press closer.
“This is real, my darling little Paige. Can you give yourself to me? Can you help me here?”
“Anything you want, Daddy,” I moan.
And I know he’s feeling it too. I know he’s just as close to bursting as I am. I can hear it in his voice, sense it in his muscles.
God, I can’t help it any longer.
I turn around and face him. His eyes spark and he pulls my hair, but when I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him, he pulls me tight against his chest and kisses me back.
12
Leon
This trip is already a fucking mess. I can sense that something’s wrong… something’s rotten.
I felt it the second Maxime called me. I felt it the moment he said the royalty were dragging their feet. He made promises, swore he could get them on board, and now…
This.
Now I’m in a foreign country and I know it’s all crumbling around me. Years of work, of effort. This was going to be my crowning achievement. Build a hotel where it’s almost impossible to build, where nobody gets to bring anything new, much less an outsider.
I was going to break into this world and leave my mark forever.
Maybe that makes me vain. Maybe I have an ego. Fucking hell, I can admit it. I’m not a perfect man and building these hotels has been my life’s work so far. I’ve been good at it, damn good at it. I want to be the best before I’m through.
And now it’s a mess. Now it’s crumbling around me.
Except…
Except I just don’t give a damn.
That’s the most insane part of this. I just don’t care that I’m about to lose one of the biggest deals of my life, if not the biggest. I should be an angry mess, breaking down doors, breaking legs and arms if I have to, but instead…
I just don’t care. It just doesn’t matter.
I have Paige in my arms and that’s all I can see.
I never felt like this before. Work always came first, always was the most important thing in my life. I’ve had women, plenty of women, but not a single one of them ever made me stop thinking about my work.
Paige makes me stop thinking about it. Paige obliterates it entirely.
All that worry, all that anger, disappears in her arms. It all disappears as I kiss her lips, letting my tongue linger in her mouth, tasting her, breathing her, feeling her.
I know something’s happening. It’s obvious, should be obvious. I’ve known it for a while now but haven’t been able to put it into words. I haven’t been able to pin it down or understand it.
Right here, in this hotel room in the middle of one of the lowest points in my life, I think I finally get it.
She’s more important to me.
I grip her hair and kiss her slow and deep and let the world outside of our bodies dissolve into nothing. It feels like peace, like heaven.
I pull back and stare at her and I think she sees it, or at least she feels it.
“Undress for me,” I say softly as I take off my jacket.
I unbutton my shirt while I watch her. She undresses slowly, so fucking slowly. First her blouse, revealing those incredibly perky breasts, those soft yet firm perfect nipples that drive me wild, that milky white skin. She shakes out her hair as she drops her blouse onto the floor followed by her bra. She’s blushing as she starts to take off her pants.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” I whisper. I take off my own shirt, dropping it onto the floor. I love the way her eyes flicker along my skin. “You’re beautiful, little Paige. Do you know that?”
“No,” she whispers. “I’m nothing special. I don’t even know why… why we’re doing this.”
I chuckle softly, shaking my head. She really doesn’t get it yet.
“You know why, little Paige.”
She bites her lip and starts to pull down her pants.
“Stop,” I say.
She pauses, looks up.
“Turn around.”
She blushes even more but she obeys. God, she always obeys. She turns around and slides her pants off, bending over to step out of them, and I stare at her ass, at the mound of her pussy from behind as she gets her pants off her feet. When she’s done, she stands up straight, naked except for her panties.
I take off my pants. We’re matching now, wearing only our underwear, and I can tell she wants my touch.
Not yet.
“On the couch,” I say to her. “Kneel on it, your ass facing me. Go.”
She walks over to it and gets on as instructed. She puts her hands on the back of the couch, knees spread, back arched ever so slightly, her hair falling down her back. I stare at her ass, at the perfect curve of her spine, at the taut muscles in her back. She bites her lip and blinks, cheeks red.
“Hand between your legs,” I say.
“Leon—”
“No,” I cut her off. “That’s not what you call me.”
She lets out a little groan. “Daddy. Please.”
“Touch yourself, my little Paige. Will you obey everything I ask of you? Can you go outside yourself for me, little Paige?”
I watch as she hesitates before slowly lowering her right hand down between her legs. She lets out a soft little moan, barely audible, as she touches her pussy. I can tell from the spreading dark around her panties that she’s soaking wet.
“Faster,” I say. “Touch yourself like you’re alone. Don’t be fucking shy, Paige.”
She slowly strokes herself over her panties. She looks away, back arched. I watch her fingers slide along her slit, up and down before she stops and pushes against her clit. Her body shakes and she lets out a low groan.
I walk over to her and kneel down behind her. “Don’t stop,” I say, watching as she rubs herself. I grab the hem of her panties and I slide them down over her ass. She puts her legs together and I take her panties all the way down to her ankles before spreading her legs open again.
“Fingers,” I say softly. “Go ahead.”
She slides her fingers along her slit. I watch as she gasps and shivers, spreading herself wide. She finds her clit and starts to rub it as I spread her ass and lick her all around.
I love the gasp she makes, half surprise and half pure pleasure. I lick her ass while she rubs her clit, moving faster, shaking with joy. I spank her, but not too hard. She lets out a little groan and goes faster. I keep up, licking her, spanking her, and soon my fingers slide inside of her from behind.
She doesn’t stop working her clit as I fuck her with my fingers.
“Look at you,” I whisper. “You’ll give me whatever I want, won’t you, little Paige?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she moans. “I’ll do whatever you want.”
“I know you will. Every inch of your body is my plaything, my little toy. Do you know why?”
“Why?” she moans.
“Because you know I’m always going to make you feel good. At the end of the day, I’m going to give you every bit of pleasure you want. That’s all you care about, my darling Paige, that’s all you need.”
“Yes,” she moans. “I know you will, Daddy.”
“That’s right.” I slide my fingers further inside of her, curling them to tease her depths, rub against her spot. Her body stiffens, back arching harder, and her fingers press against her clit.
“Oh, god,” she gasps. “Ah, Daddy. That feels good.”
“I know it does,” I whisper. I grab her hair with my other hand, fingers buried inside her pussy while her own fingers rub her clit.
She’s dominated, controlled, held tight in this position. We’re locked in a dance as we work her pussy together, sending wa
ves of pleasure through her body. I can almost follow them with my eyes, watching her muscles tense and relax, spreading out all over her skin.
She’s gorgeous. It’s almost too much to watch. She’s beautiful in a way I barely understand. I want to lick every inch of her, press my body against her own, crush her until she comes. I want to tie her up in my room and leave her there, naked and dripping wet, just waiting for me to come back and fuck her whenever I please.
I lean back and spank her ass. “Hands up,” I growl, grabbing her hair roughly. She grabs the back of the couch and I see her fingers dig into the fabric. I spank her ass again, losing myself in the moment, letting the outside world drain even further away, spiraling into nothing.
I pull her toward me, turning her head and kissing her as my fingers take over. I tease her clit, spreading her lips and running a finger top to bottom. She’s dripping wet, absolutely soaked, practically running down her own leg. I’m rock hard and barely able to contain myself, but I don’t stop.
I drive my fingers deeper into her soaking spot and pull her hair tight. Then I push her forward, pinning her against the couch. She gasps and I slide my fingers even deeper inside of her. Her body shivers with delight as I move them in and slide them back out to tease her clit.
“You’re fucking perfect, little Paige,” I whisper in her ear. “There is nothing more beautiful than you submitting yourself to me. I want every inch, do you understand?”
“I’ll do whatever you want,” she moans.
“I know you will,” I purr into her ear. “I know you will. But sometimes it hurts a little bit.”
I spank her hard. She gasps and I smirk before teasing her clit again.
“Right before it feels good,” I whisper.
“Oh, god,” she groans.
“Do you want it to feel good, darling?”
“Please, Daddy. I think I’m going to come. I don’t know how much more I can take.”
She’s shimmying her hips, arching her back, and I know she’s right. She’s on the verge of coming… but I’m not ready for her to come just yet.
I pull my fingers back and step away before taking off my boxer briefs. She turns, legs folded under her, mouth hanging open. I smirk at her and stroke my big cock, looking her in the eyes.
“Come here,” I say. “Down on your knees.”
She obeys like the good girl she is. She takes my cock in her mouth, taking it nice and deep, as deep as she can fit me. I grab onto her hair and push her just a little bit more. She can’t take it all, but god damn, she’s willing to try. And that’s all that matters.
She sucks my cock, up and down, breasts shaking as her beautiful lips suction down hard. I tease her nipple and grip her hair, pushing her down and pulling her back. Her spit rolls down my shaft and she gathers it up into both hands, pulling back with a gasp to stroke me hard. I look down at her beautiful body and I know I can’t take much more.
I pull away from her with a growl and bring her up to her feet. I push her up against the bar, spreading her legs and spanking her ass hard. I tease her with my cock, sliding it up and down her soaking slit.
“Tell me you want me inside of you,” I whisper. “Beg for it, darling. Beg for my big cock to spread you out.”
“Please, Daddy,” she moans. “I need it. Stop teasing me. Please give me what I need.”
I growl as I slowly sink myself inside of her.
She gasps and I fill her. God damn, I fill her up deep and rough. She feels incredible, glowing and perfect and I can barely help it. I can’t stop myself.
I stroke inside of her, teasing her, feeling every inch of her vice-like pussy wrapping around my fat cock.
“Spread and taken,” I growl in her ear. “God damn, that’s what you wanted, isn’t it? You want me to fuck this tight little cunt deeper and deeper until you come so hard you forget your own name. You want me to give you bliss, girl, but there’s a price to pay for that.”
“What’s the price?” she moans.
“Obedience.”
I spank her ass and grip her hair tighter. I fuck her harder, rougher. I feel my blood singing in response, in need and desire.
I fuck her deep and hard, letting my inner animal take over. I kiss her over her shoulder before spanking her ass again. I want to leave handprints, red marks, bruises. I want her to think about my fat cock getting her off every time she takes a step.
She rolls her hips back against me, bucking them, arching her back. I fuck her deep and rough and spread that pussy out wide. She gasps and grips the bar tighter.
“Please,” she begs. “Keep going. Don’t fucking stop.”
I roar in response. I reach around her hips and roll my fingers along her clit as I grind my cock deeper. She lets out a low, intense moan. I move my hand up and press my fingers in her mouth, letting her taste her pussy as I fuck her harder, before working her clit again.
She’s moaning and shivering and shaking now. I know she’s inches away, moments away. I know she can barely stand it.
“You want to come for me, don’t you?” I whisper in her ear. “You want to come for me, dribble it down my cock? When you’re done, you’ll lick it off. And then I’m going to fuck your ass and fill you up.”
She gasps, eyes wide. “Yes, Daddy,” she says, and I know she’s ready.
I fuck her hard and work her clit, now focusing entirely on her. There’s nothing else for me. I rip into her perfect pussy, moving to match her pace, loving the view of her round ass slapping against me.
I work her harder and faster and her whole body goes tense. “Don’t stop,” she pants over and over again.
And when she comes, it’s like everything inside of her gets released all at once. It takes over her body, makes her shiver and twitch and she grabs onto the bar like she might fall over.
I’m not merciful and I don’t hold back. I fuck her through it, teasing her, fucking her, taking her past the orgasm and into something more, into pure, incredible bliss.
When she finally comes back down, I step away, barely able to contain my own orgasm. She drops to her knees, sweating and breathing hard.
I step up to her. I tilt her chin up lovingly, looking into her eyes. “You’re beautiful, Paige,” I whisper.
“You are too, Daddy.”
I kiss her gently.
“Now I want every inch of you. I want what’s left.”
I pull her to her feet and turn her around again. She moans as I spit in my palm, rub it into my cock, then slide myself deep inside of her ass.
I didn’t think it could get better, but god damn, she’s like heaven. I fuck her ass slow and deep, stroking into her virgin spot. I growl my pleasure and she looks over her shoulder, face surprised.
“I didn’t think…” she trails off.
“Didn’t think you could take me.” I tilt her chin up and kiss her slow. “Of course you can, my little Paige. Every inch of you was built for me.”
She groans as I fuck her. I reach around her hips to rub her clit while my cock takes her tight ass.
I fill her up and growl with the pleasure of it. I know she’s shivering in delight and pain as she takes my cock for the first time like this. But she’s moaning and her pussy is still soaking and I know she loves it when I rub her clit. I fuck her faster, losing myself, losing everything in the room, everything but her.
I fuck her deep and rough, grab her hair, spank her ass. I whisper in her ear, tell her everything I’ve ever wanted her to know, how badly I want her body, how hard she makes me, how wild I feel with her. I fuck her and tell her she’s perfect, her body is perfect, she drives me insane. I fuck her and know I can’t take it much longer, can’t take it another fucking second, but even as I’m moving closer and closer to orgasm, I know it’s only the first of many tonight.
I fuck her deep and I come inside of her. I come inside of her tight little ass and I growl as I do it. She gasps, body tightening, taking every inch of me, every single drop.
Slowly I fin
ish. Slowly the bliss passes and I come back down to earth. I’m not in heaven anymore, I’m just in a hotel room… but I have my angel here.
I slide out of her and pull her against my body, holding her tight. I kiss her and she smiles up at me, clearly dizzy with delight.
“That was…”
“Yeah,” I say, not needing her to finish.
We both laugh and I kiss her again.
We end up on the couch, naked, comfortable. I hold her and we don’t do anything but talk, tease, and enjoy each other.
There’s a world outside of this room. It’s crumbling, it’s broken, it’s a failure.
But right now, right here, with my Paige…
None of it matters. It’s all held at bay.
I have her and that’s all I need.
13
Paige
We spend the rest of the evening in and out of bed. We order room service and he explores me like no man has ever explored me before.
He tastes me… teases me… takes me. Exposes me in an exquisite intensity.
I fall asleep in his arms from sheer exhaustion. I didn’t know I could be so satisfied in my entire life. It’s like we’re not in a different country trying to figure out what we’re going to do next.
It just doesn’t seem to matter.
I sleep deep, dreamless, and I only wake up when I hear him in the shower. I yawn and get out of bed, surprised that I’m still naked.
I never sleep naked.
I sneak into the bathroom and brush my teeth. He pokes his head from the shower and grins at me. “Morning,” he says.
“Morning.” I blush a little and cover my breasts. I don’t know why, it’s not like I have anything to hide from him anymore.
“Coffee and food out there if you want it.” He disappears back into the shower.
I finish brushing, throw on some clothes, and find the coffee. I nibble at some pastries but mostly I stand at the window… and I stare.
Monaco is gorgeous. I don’t think I appreciated it yesterday. I was so jetlagged and Leon’s mood was so awful that I couldn’t take in the city. But Monaco is beautiful, the coastline picturesque, the buildings like they’re from some catalogue or painting. Everything is brightly colored, clean, and orderly. It’s like an old world French coastal town but modernized.
