Jason was not sure what he'd said, but he knew Pierre was in for a few questions. He made a mental note to ask Victoria about it on the ride to the hotel. “Sure angel, take all the time you need. I'm going to make my calls, and then go for a walk around the garden. I'll meet you back here in an hour and a half.”
* * * *
The water was not heated and yet it was very warm after so many days of high temperatures. Pierre was swimming laps, diving into the deep end of the pool on each lap to take advantage of the cooler water at the lower depth. He heard his name being screamed and surfaced to see Victoria standing at the side of the pool, her hands on her hips and daggers shooting from her eyes. “God dammit Pierre, get your ass out of that pool and start explaining.”
Pulling himself up on the edge, he shook water from his hair and said, “Calm down Tori. Is all this screaming necessary?”
“Fuck yes its necessary. If I don't scream I'm likely to start throwing things at your head you bastard.”
Pierre jumped to his feet and walked over to stand next to Victoria. Taking her hands, he looked into her eyes, “Belle, you need to stop swearing and tell me why you're so upset. Did Jason do something?”
“Jason didn't do a damn thing Pierre, you're the one who is playing games with Samuel Grimes as your partner!”
Pierre pulled her by the hand and maneuvered them to the chairs under the umbrella. “Sit down Tori, let me explain,” he said, a note of laughter underlying his voice.
“So it was a plot all along. You and Sam played fucking matchmaker and decided to screw with my life. Baise! How could you Pierre? You told me this was not a god damn game, you told me he just happened to show up.”
“Victoria,” Pierre interrupted, “shut up a minute. It's not a game. Sam and I planned to bring you and Jason together, not to play with your lives, but because we believe you two are made for each other.”
“Was Jason in on this master plan?”
“No, he knows nothing about it. Sam dropped hints about the club and you, I simply made sure you would agree to having a partner.” Pierre's eyes implored her to understand. “Tori, you know this is a good thing, even if it was a minor deception in the beginning.”
“Minor deception; is that what you call this? You drag me into the desert and force me to agree to allow a man into my life. You plot with Sam to get Jason to join the club, then you sit back and pretend it’s all coincidence.”
“Now wait just a minute Tori, I did not drag you into the desert, nor did I force you to agree.” Pierre stood and paced in front of the table. “If I remember correctly, you enjoyed most of the evening we spent in that tent. Besides, I don't remember you complaining Sunday night when Mr. Jason Hunter was playing your body like a fine-tuned piano. And it seems to me you're the one who told Sam you hoped to one day find a man to love.”
“Hells bells, handsome. Just what did Sam tell you about the time we spent together and how long have you two been working on this little caper?”
Pierre turned to face Victoria. He could tell by her tone of voice that her anger was slowing. “He told me enough to agree to his little plan.”
“How long Pierre?”
“Since December. Sam and I have talked often over the last few weeks. He's been in Paris getting their new office open, and Jason didn't join him there until last week. It seems Sam dropped some hints at dinner one night and the next day Jason flew here to Vegas.”
“How long has Jase been in town?”
“He arrived last Wednesday, completed his application, and then waited at the hotel for Sunday night. I didn't want to have him come any sooner, because I knew you would freak about it being too fast.”
“Damn right I would. It seems to me all your careful planning has gone to waste, because I've discovered the truth after all.”
“Mon amour, do you really believe I would have kept this from you forever? Sam and I knew both you and Jason would learn about our plan sooner or later.”
“I guess it would be impossible to keep it from us for long. Okay handsome, you're off the hook for now; however, tell Sam I have a few things to discuss with him the next time he's in town.”
“I will tell him this evening when he calls.” Pierre smiled at the look on her face when she realized he and Sam had been in contact since Jason's arrival. “Now don't you think you should go get packed so you can get to the hotel and see what Jason looks like without his clothes on?”
Victoria came out of the chair swinging. Pierre had pushed one too many buttons today, and she was once again spitting mad. Pierre grabbed her wrists as she swung for his chest, and picking her up easily into his arms, walked over to the side of the pool and dropped her in.
Victoria surfaced sputtering, ready to go at him again, but Pierre had already disappeared into the pool house. Slapping the water several times as she swore under her breath, Victoria let off steam, then climbing out of the pool she stripped out of her robe and walked naked back into the house to dress and pack.
* * * *
Jason backed away from the edge of the balcony, careful not to let her know he was there. He had not planned to eavesdrop on their conversation, though her screaming and swearing were a little hard to miss. He walked into the living room, a smile on his face as he thought about Sam and Pierre plotting to bring him here. While Victoria might be upset about their little scheme, Jason was nothing but pleased, and when he talked to Sam later he needed to remember to thank him. Remembering he was supposed to be making phone calls, Jason headed back to Pierre's office to get busy before Victoria found him standing around looking guilty.
Chapter 9
The ride to the hotel was short, and uneventful. Victoria sat with her body close to Jason, as she talked about each of the landmarks they were passing. All too soon the limo pulled up in front of Jason's hotel and the valet opened the doors to assist Victoria and Jason out of the car.
Hand in hand they walked to the elevator and disappeared into Jason's suite. Victoria spent a few moments looking around then taking Jason by the hand she led him into the bedroom.
*
He did not say a word, nor did he hesitate to follow her. It was her turn and Jason allowed the desire in his eyes to sparkle, as he delighted in her taking control. He had no idea what it was she planned to do, he just knew his body was ready for release. The pressure of cum in his balls had been increasing for hours and he had had so many erections, he had lost count. Whatever she did from this moment on it wouldn't take much to make him explode.
*
Victoria stepped closer to him; reaching for the buttons on his shirt, she slowly undid each one. Once his shirt was open and his chest exposed, she pushed the material off his shoulders and tossed the shirt on the floor. Finding the zipper on his trousers, she gently lowered it and hooking her thumbs over the top of the waistband, she slowly moved his pants down his hips. Lifting his foot, she slipped off his loafers and slid the leg of his pants over his foot, then moved to the other leg and did the same. Standing again she slipped her palms down inside his briefs, pushing them down his legs, allowing his cock and balls freedom, a look of appreciation lighting her eyes. She glanced up into his face, “Hmmm, I believe I've discovered yet another hard muscle on your body, my love.”
“Hard with need and longing for you, angel.”
She continued to push the waistband down and silk pooled at his feet, as she took his calf to lift it up and out of the way of the material. First one leg, than the other and finally he was naked before her for the first time.
Standing, she took two steps back letting her eyes scan up and down his body. Walking around to look at his ass, her finger trailed lightly over his skin. First along the top of his hip, across his ass, the other hip, then as she completed the circle, coming to rest right above his cock. His shaft was standing straight, waiting for her touch, which did not come.
“You're superb, Jase,” her voice was sensual. “I cannot find a single flaw. I believe you have the
most magnificent body I've ever seen. Strong, powerful, and built to give pleasure.” Her hand moved between his legs, fingers stroking lightly over his balls. “And your cock is perfect.” Her fingers rubbed over the top, circling the crown, then moved below to run along the underside.
Pre-cum trickled onto the head of his penis, glistening drops waiting to be drunk. Victoria moved her fingers through the wetness and massaged it in circles. “Sweet droplets of nectar, waiting for my tongue.” She knelt in front of him. Taking his rod in her hands, she lightly played her tongue over the tip, licking each pearl of cum into her mouth.
*
Jason's muscles rippled at her touch, as the blood pounded through his veins. Her hands and mouth were warm and wet as she sucked his cock into her mouth. Her hands feeding it deeply into her throat, her muscles grabbing as it slid further and further into the depth. Her cheeks contracted creating suction, which pulled him tight, his shaft buried completely inside. The muscles of her throat were relaxed, allowing him to ride deeply down and she started to move. Her lips pulling out over his cock as she moved back, releasing the tension, then sucking hard, drawing him deep again.
The moisture increased as her saliva mixed with pre-cum, coating his penis as it slid in and out. He felt her teeth running over his skin as his cock was drawn down her throat, suction grabbing, then releasing as she pulled back again. His balls hardened with ever-increasing amounts of cum, burning to escape the confines and fill her mouth. A low moan of pleasure rose from his gut and his hips started to pump against her face. Lost in the haze of impending climax, Jason was suddenly freed. Dizzy from expectation his body reeled as a rush of cool air hit his cock once her mouth no longer encased it.
“Patience my love,” she purred. “The boundaries of pleasure have just been crossed. There is much to be discovered before sweet liberation is granted.” Victoria stood, her lips moving to his for a kiss. Her tongue slid into his mouth, bringing pre-cum to his taste buds. Swirling her tongue around his cheeks, she sucked his juices into her mouth then plunged her tongue against his teeth. Her hands found his cock and she massaged the wetness still lingering there into his skin. Jason's tongue joined hers in the exploration of cheeks, lips, and tongues. Tasting and sucking, he moved his arms around her waist and pulled her body close to his. Holding her tightly, he found pleasure in the feel of his rod pressed against her belly. His knee moved between her legs, pressing hard against her mound, deepening the kiss.
Victoria placed her hands on his shoulders, pushing gently to break the seal of their lips. “God, I could spend eternity in your arms, your lips against mine, and never want for anything else,” she said, her voice low and sexual. “Now your temple awaits, my love.”
Jason was amazed at her voice, never having heard a woman sound so completely lost in primal lust. Every word she uttered was rife with expectation. “My body is yours, my mind is yours, and my heart is yours, do as you will, my love,” he commanded.
Victoria turned, her back to his front, and took a step forward, separating their bodies. Bending at the waist with legs slightly parted, she took her ankles in her hands and pushed up until she was standing on tiptoes. The mini skirt she wore did nothing to hide her ass or the garter and stockings she still had on. “Move close babe, and press your cock against my pussy,” her voice still low, seductive.
Jason moved forward, his hands first pushing the skirt completely off her ass, then sliding between her legs, pulling open her lips with one as the other guided his shaft into place. Poised at the opening, yet not actually inside, using his hand he moved his cock forward and back several times, coating it with honey, which had been flowing inside since before they ate breakfast. Once his rod was coated with liquid, Victoria moved her hips back, pushing the crown past her vulva, muscles grabbing and holding it there. She released her ankles and placed her hands on the floor to steady herself for a moment. Then she drew her arms back, bringing them up over her back. “Take my wrists,” she commanded.
Jason placed his hands over hers, taking her wrists in a firm grip. Not sure exactly what she had in mind, as this position was new to him. He smiled. It had been a long time since a woman surprised him with sex. Usually he had to find new ways, new places, and be in control—this delightful turn of events caused a new rush of anticipation to course though his body.
“Lean back, love. Pull until our arms are straight, and push forward with your hips,” she instructed.
Jason followed her request, finding as he pulled back with his arms and pushed forward with his hips, his dick slid easily into her pussy. The angle of his cock in this position shot it straight into her upper g-spot, hitting deep and tight against the back wall. He felt her body shake, as his muscle raked over the knot and a flood of hot juice poured around him. Pressing hard against her ass, he kept his cock tightly in position, waiting for her to adjust to his size. He could tell by the deep breathing coming from her lungs, he had hit the mark on the first plunge. He felt the orgasm start, her muscles contracted, and the nub of her g-spot pulsed.
“Hold my wrists tight,” she demanded, as she pulled her hips forward, pulling his cock away from her knot, and then slamming back hard with her body, driving his cock home. Cum exploded around his penis and a low rumbling scream of pleasure rushed from her lips, echoing around their bodies. The room was hot and beads of sweat rolled down his chest. Without a pause, without a moment's hesitation to absorb the shock wave, her hips pulled forward, then slammed back. Her orgasm continued unimpeded, as his cock was fucked, sucked tight by muscles contracting, as cum continued to flow, her hips pounding his. A steady rhythm controlled by her movements back and forth, as two bodies joined together in desire.
Jason leaned his head back, allowing his mind to fly free and gave himself over to the flood of need building deep within. His lower body pushed forward, his upper body leaned back, pulling her arms rigid as she rode his shaft. The slope of their bodies drove the head of his cock directly into her g-spot, slamming it up against the back wall of her vagina. He was so deep inside his cock filled every inch of her pussy, hitting hard with each thrust in and out. He could feel the blood pumping through the veins of his shaft, his balls slapping against her clit, and the rocking motion continued. Her screams were continual, rolling one after the other with unending orgasms shaking her body.
She increased the rhythm of her thrust, sucking his rod deeply into the folds of her pussy. Again and again, she drove it deep, then pulled it out as her muscles grabbed hard. His body reacted, tingling spears of need soared up on a crest of desire, and hot cum moved up his cock, wave after wave of cum slammed into her pussy. The sounds coming from his throat were wild, animal-like howls of pleasure. His entire body was jolted with each surge of fluid ejecting from his cock. It was difficult to breathe and he could feel her body racked with spasms, muscles contracting harder than anything he had ever felt before.
The air swirled around them, as climax ignited their bodies, lifting them beyond the mind. The only thing left was a sense of touch, as flesh became alive with overwhelming sensitivity. Unable to speak, barely able to breathe, he held her arms to keep her from falling forward, as the motion slowed to a stop. Every muscle in his body reacting to the glorious release she had liberated.
Jason felt her body relax. The muscles that were twisted tight around his penis let go. The contractions slowed, and her breathing returned to normal. “Can you support yourself, my love?” he asked.
“You will need to release my wrist before I'll know, sweetheart.”
Carefully letting go of one wrist, Jason waited until she had planted her hand on the floor in front of her, before he let go of the other one. She stayed there, both hands on the floor at her feet, holding her body in place until she was sure the waves of dizziness had left. Then moving with seductive grace she flipped her hair back over her head, as her body lifted up to a standing position. She took a step back, and leaned into his body, his arms wrapping around her waist, his lips coming t
o rest on the top of her head.
“Victoria,” his voice was hesitant. “That was the most, the best, the… God I don't think I know a word to describe what just happened.”
“Heaven?”
“You will get no difference of opinion from me on that description, angel.”
“Incredible?”
“Times ten.”
Jason moved closer to her. His body still shaking, he wanted to feel her warm flesh next to his. Reaching out and working slowly he started to remove her clothing.
“Your hands are shaking, Jase,” she said with a grin.
“My whole body is shaking my love and I expect it will be for some time to come.”
*
Victoria relished the thought that she had been able to rock his world, like he had rocked hers. Taking pity on him, she began to assist with the buttons on her skirt and with the two of them working they soon had her clothes piled neatly on the floor next to his.
“Perhaps a short nap might be in order,” Jason stated.
“Hmm, I believe I could close my eyes for a while.”
Jason walked over to the desk and lifting the phone, requested the front desk give them a wakeup call in two hours. He also made reservations for a private blackjack table for eight. Placing his hand on the phone for a moment he looked to Victoria, “Anything I've forgotten?”
“Not that I can think of at the moment.”
“That will be all for now then, thank you,” Jason said into the phone, then hung up the receiver and returned to take her by the hand and lead her to the bed.
With the curtains drawn, the lights off, and their bodies satisfied for the moment, Jason and Victoria fell into a peaceful sleep.
* * * *
The sound of her laughter could be heard from several feet away. Victoria was winning at blackjack and the stack of chips in front of her had been growing quite nicely. The casino had assigned one of her favorite dealers to their table and the two of them were enjoying a steady banter as Jason tried to keep up. Robert the dealer seemed to know a great deal about Club Belle Tori, and from what Jason could glean, Victoria and her staff had been known to spend great amounts of money gambling here.
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