What the Heart Desires

by Jaime Derelle

  True to her word, April called her up in about a week’s time. Jill had moved to her own apartment by then and was surprised to hear from April so soon. “Didn’t I tell you I would find a way for you to meet Richie again?” April told her, sounding smug.

  Jill felt her heart fluttering. “Oh my God, I can’t believe it. How?”

  “I have been invited to a black tie event. All the industry professionals will be coming.”

  “Well, that doesn’t sound like Richie’s scene.”

  “His father is a studio exec. Real moneybags. So Richie will definitely be there.”

  “Wow,” Jill exclaimed. “How did you get the tickets? Did you sleep with the party organizer?”

  “No. Unfortunately, he’s gay. I slept with his assistant. Fortunately, he is bisexual.”

  Jill could scarcely contain her excitement. She spent hours trawling the shops to get a new dress for the occasion. Finally, two weeks later, the evening of the event arrived. It was only when she and April entered the ballroom that Jill started to have misgivings. What if Richie didn’t even remember her? His sexual conquests were legendary and the tabloid gossip pages were full of his escapades. Suddenly, she began to have grave doubts about the whole event.

  Her doubts grew as the party wore on. People kept to themselves and conversed in tightly knit groups. Only the heads of companies were deemed to be of sufficient importance to merit walking over to talk to. To make matters worse, the man they were there to see was not to be seen.

  “Where the hell is he?” Jill hissed to April.

  “I have no idea. His father is over there. I guess he decided to give the party a skip.”

  “Who decided to give the party a skip?” a voice suddenly said.

  Both girls jumped. Turning around, they were stunned to come face to face with Richie himself. He looked at them with his familiar sardonic smile. “Well, who are you guys looking for?” he said.

  “No one,” said Jill, trying desperately to cover up the mistake.

  “Someone, we both, know,” said April at the same time.

  They looked at each other. “We were looking for someone,” began Jill.

  “But that person is not here,” finished April.

  “Well, fortunately, I am here to keep you girls company; otherwise, you’d have had to occupy yourselves by listening to these old farts.”

  The girls laughed sycophantically. Jill was disturbed to see April smoothing her hair and giving Richie a sidelong look. That girl was a man-eater, she thought. Not that you could exactly blame her. Apart from his good looks, Richie exuded an animal magnetism that put all the girls virtually under his spell.

  Jill decided she needed to make a move. “We actually met at a party in your hotel.”

  He looked at her intently. “How could I forget?”

  “Oh, I’m sure you meet plenty of beautiful girls,” said Jill, laughing awkwardly.

  “None with eyes like yours,” said Richie. He smiled and Jill’s heart leaped. So, he did remember.

  “OK, well, I - I am going to get another drink,” said April, realizing that her presence was becoming increasingly superfluous.

  Once she had left, Jill and Richie fell into a relaxed conversation. Underneath the bad-boy veneer was a surprisingly humorous and intelligent man, she discovered. “So, what brings you to this party?” he asked. “Are you in the music industry?”

  Jill was actually a personal assistant to a powerful publisher. “Well, I am actually in the entertainment business,” she said evasively.

  “Entertainment business, huh?”

  “Why, what kind of job did you think I did?” Jill asked him, mischievously.

  “I don’t know. You are gorgeous but dressed a bit too conservatively to be a model. Perhaps a school teacher or a librarian.” They laughed and Richie looked at her contemplatively. “But underneath I think you have a wild side waiting to come out.”

  “Really?” Jill smiled. “Is that what you’re going to do, bring out my naughty side?”

  “I can try.” Richie leaned closer to her and her heart started beating faster. “Go out with me.”

  Jill took a deep breath to steady herself. “Where?” she managed to say.

  “There is this great restaurant that I know. I think you’ll like it.”

  Jill considered playing hard to get but decided it wasn’t worth it. Richie probably suspected the truth anyway. She gave him her number. “OK. Well, I have some things to attend to. I’ll talk to you soon.” Richie bent down and kissed her lightly on the cheek.

  “Goodnight.” Jill waited motionless for a while after he left to steady herself.

  April rushed to her side. “What happened?” she asked breathlessly.

  “He’s taking me out to dinner!” said Jill, excitedly.

  “Yes!” cried April.

  They noticed people looking at them and quietened down. After waiting a little while, they left the party and went over to April’s apartment to talk about everything that had occurred.

  “I hear he’s incredible in bed,” April said. “A friend told me that he had the biggest cock in New York.”

  Jill laughed. “”How would she know?”

  “Well, she’s seen most of them. Also, he’s incredible in bed. Fucks, at least, two supermodels a week, apparently.”

  “Only two. That seems a low number for a rock star.”

  “Joke all you want, missy. But trust me, most of the women in this city would kill for a date with Richie.”

  Chapter 4

  Faithful to his words, he called her next weekend. “Fancy a little Italian?” he said.

  Jill had reflected that she was making things too easy for Richie. After all, she didn’t want to be a girl that he just slept with and discarded. “I don’t know,’ she said. “I do have some things to attend to this weekend.”

  “That’s a shame.” Richie’s voice was teasing. “There is this new place called Rocco’s that I think you’ll like.”

  “Rocco’s? I heard it’s impossible to get a reservation.”

  “Well, you know, one of the advantages of having a band is being able to pull a few strings when you want to.”

  Wow, thought Jill. A sex symbol and able to get reservations wherever he wanted. Why was she playing hard to get? “OK,” she said. “I guess we can go,”

  “Great! I’ll pick you up at seven on Saturday.”

  Jill gave Richie the address and hung up. So she was finally going on a date with Richie! She could scarcely believe it. Her heart was still pounding when she called April up and told her.

  “Fantastic!” April sounded genuinely happy. “What are you wearing?”

  “I was thinking of wearing that blue dress I showed you.”

  “Nice! Conservative, but showing a bit of skin. Keep him panting for more.”

  Jill giggled. “That is the idea.”

  “Just make sure you take some condoms. The way that guy has slept around, you don’t want to get a nasty case of genital warts.”

  “Ew! Gross! Besides, I don’t sleep with guys on first dates.”

  “Well, we’ll see if Richie can get you to break your rule,” said April.

  “No man will be able to get me to break my rule,” said Jill primly.

  Jill was determined to stick to her principle. After all, she didn’t want Richie to think that she was easy, good only to be screwed and discarded. That Saturday, as she checked herself in the mirror, she was pleased by what she saw. The sober, but tight-fitting, blue dress and new style hair that showed off her lovely features made her look elegant and beautiful. Richie clearly thought so, too, giving a low whistle when she came to open the door.

  “Well, I have hit the jackpot tonight,” he said.

  Jill was pleased with the compliment. After all, this was a man who had hundreds of beautiful girls throwing themselves at him every day. “Why, thank you, kind sir,” she said with a smile. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”

  With his
scruffy beard, old jeans and leather jacket, Richie looked as if he had just got out of bed, but the look only served to make him look sexier. The earrings and pierced eyebrows completed a look that was more biker than a stockbroker. He certainly wasn’t the type of guy that Jill generally went for, and he was certainly the complete opposite of Calvin. But why did she find him so attractive?

  Judging by the looks he got, she wasn’t the only person to find him irresistible. While she was pleased with the compliments and attention, she was determined not to go too far on their first date – although it didn’t stop her from almost hoping that he should make a move on her.

  “So tell me about yourself,” said Richie once they were seated in the luxurious new restaurant.

  “Well, there isn’t much to tell,” said Jill shyly. “I work at a publishing company. I am a personal assistant, and I moved to New York soon after graduating college.”

  “What, no boyfriend?”

  Jill took a deep breath. “I had a boyfriend when we first met – a fiancé, actually. But we - we broke up.”

  Richie took a sip of his wine thoughtfully and said, “Well, that’s a shame. Apparently, that guy doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

  It was a cliché comment, but Jill was pleased with the compliment. “What about you?” she said teasingly. “Too busy having fun with your groupies to settle down?”

  “I’m not really interested in that kind of thing,” said Richie. “I’m just looking for a sweet girl that I can have a relationship with.”

  “Really?” laughed Jill. “That’s not what I have read.”

  “Look, I admit I have had some wild times, but that’s in the past. I know it’s not necessarily my image, but I have no interest in that lifestyle anymore.”

  “Is that right? And what sort of lifestyle does interest you now?”

  Richie looked into Jill’s eyes. “I don’t know. I guess, finding my soul mate, finding love.”

  Jill was caught in his stare. It was a good story, but was he telling the truth? As much as Jill was attracted to him, she had no interest in a casual fling. It was hard to doubt his sincerity, but she had to admit it sounded too good to be true. Jill looked away for an instant, and then said, “Well, any plans for after dinner?”

  Richie smiled. “I have a surprise for you.”

  For a wild rock star he certainly knew how to treat a girl on her first date, thought Jill. After an excellent dinner, they hopped into Richie’s Porsche and headed to the harbor. Waiting for them was a brightly lit yacht.

  “Wow!” said Jill, suitably impressed. “Whose yacht is that?”

  “Mine actually,” said Richie, almost apologetically. Taking her hand, he led her on board.

  Jill surveyed the beautifully paneled deck with amazement. In the distance, the lights from the skyscrapers rose into the night. Moonlight reflected off the waters while a few stars twinkled in the night sky. It was hard to imagine a more perfect scene. “Nice, isn’t it?” said Richie.

  “It’s gorgeous,” Jill admitted.

  “Almost as beautiful as you,” whispered Richie, leaning closer.

  Jill’s heart fluttered. It felt good to have his face inches from hers, those eyes staring at her, intense with passion and desire. But she was determined to stay in control. “Is that what you say to all the girls?” she laughed.

  Richie smiled. “I told you, I don’t want to just sleep with you, Jill. You’re special. I feel a connection with you.”

  Jill smiled, but it was hard not to fall for what he said.

  “Your fiancé is a fool,” Richie continued. “He has no idea what he lost. Any man would be lucky to have you.”

  He bent over and kissed her and suddenly Jill was powerless to resist. As they stood there kissing, the cool night breeze playing around their bodies, all Jill’s resolutions fell away. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing his hard body against her, letting his tongue entwine with hers. He certainly knew how to kiss, passionately and ardently, yet gently as if she were a precious flower worthy of the most tender affection. As they kissed, Jill’s suppressed feelings welled to the surface, and she decided to yield to her deepest desires, to give herself to this man who was all the man she wanted but was, in all probability, the last man she needed.

  Richie picked her up and carried her to his cabin below deck. Like the rest of the yacht, it was beautifully appointed with teak paneling and luxurious fittings. As he lay her on the king size bed, Jill had no time to wonder whether things were moving too fast, only feeling the thrill of passion. He kissed her tenderly on her lips, then her neck before moving down to her chest. He unzipped her dress, letting her full breasts fall out. He kissed them hungrily, relishing their softness and size, before taking her nipples into his mouth and sucking on them. Jill, who had sensitive nipples, moaned softly as they stiffened under his caress.

  He moved over her flat stomach, showering her body with kisses. He took off her panties and gently licked her pussy lips. Jill arched her back as fresh thrills flooded over her. Her pussy quickly filled with the moisture of her desire. Richie inserted one finger, then two into her pussy, expertly heightening her pleasure with quick strokes all the while licking her clitoris till it stood out, throbbing with pleasure.

  Jill was in raptures, but she had a greater hunger to see the love muscle in Richie’s pants. She had felt it as he was pressed against her, a huge thing that seemed to cover most of his thigh. Desperate to get her hands on it, she reached down and undid his pants. She gasped in astonishment as his massive shaft came into view. Nothing could have prepared her for its gigantic girth and length. Jill had been impressed by Calvin’s cock, but this was a whole new ballgame altogether.

  She held Richie’s enormous penis in her hand, luxuriating in the hardness and thickness of it. It throbbed lightly as Jill moved her fingers over it. Jill prided herself on giving great blowjobs, a talent that all her past boyfriends would attest to. But this was a different challenge entirely. How was she going to do it, she wondered as she tentatively ran her tongue over the huge purple head of the tumescent organ. Richie groaned as she lightly flicked her tongue over it. Taking a deep breath, she finally swallowed it whole. It barely fit into her mouth but she gamely went on swallowing until half the giant shaft was in her mouth. She let it pop out with a gasp before swallowing it again. This time, she made it to two-thirds before being forced to give up. She started sucking vigorously on the head of his dick while masturbating him with both her hands.

  Richie seemed to love the attention his manhood was getting. “Oh, fuck,” he muttered as Jill sucked on his dick, rhythmically moving her head up and down. Finally, he stopped her. He badly wanted to fuck this gorgeous woman and he couldn’t postpone it any longer.

  He removed the rest of his clothes and Jill could see the rest of his ripped body. Beneath the tattoos that ran over his body, the muscles and veins bulged out, suggesting that Richie spent as much time in the gym as he did partying. He lay Jill on the bed and positioned his cock on her slit. Jill moaned as he rubbed her labia and clit with his dick, relishing the feel of her cunt. Will he stop it already and fuck her, she thought impatiently. Finally, he entered her, inserting his dick with a deep groan. But it was too big to go all the way in, and although the walls of Jill’s vagina were wet, she still felt some discomfort as he went in. But Richie was gentle, entering her bit by bit until most of his huge shaft was in her pussy.

  Gently, he began fucking her, in small strokes as the walls of her cunt gently expanded to accommodate his throbbing organ. Jill groaned through gritted teeth as he went deeper with each stroke, filling her with unimaginable ecstasy. She squeezed his iron glutes, pushing him into her as he quickened his stroke. Her pussy was fully stretched now, convulsing every time he entered her. Richie fucked her slowly and deliberately, driving his shaft to the hilt with each stroke. “Fuck me, you bastard, fuck me!” Jill could barely recognize her own voice as she shouted at Richie.

  Richie obeyed, quicken
ing his stroke. Soon, he was slamming into her, violently pushing his manhood into her pussy with ferociousness and quickness. Jill clung desperately to him and cried out as each thrust filled her with the most unimaginable pleasure. “Dear God, yes!” she cried almost delirious with joy. “Harder, give it to me!”

  Encouraged by her cries, Richie pounded her with vigor until Jill had the most intense climax she had ever had, her eyes rolling into her head and her body shaking violently as she came. She drove her hips into Richie, desperate for every inch of his manhood. The powerful contractions of her wet pussy on his hard dick were too much for Richie. “I’m coming!” he cried as he ejaculated deep inside of her.

  At last, they lay on the bed, utterly spent. Neither had experienced such an intense session of lovemaking before. Richie kissed her again and said, “I love you, Jill. I want you to be mine.”

  Jill dismissed it as the sex talking but hoped it was true. She returned to her apartment, elated and happy. But her heart sank when Richie failed to contact her for the rest of the week.

  Chapter 5

  After a few days, Jill began to fear that it had just been a fling for Richie. Yes, the sex had been incredible, but was she the only girl who had experienced that with Richie? And was there a possibility that he had in some way been disappointed with her? Jill cursed herself for not keeping to her resolution. With the passion that they shared still fresh in her mind, she found it hard to believe that Richie would just dump her like that. But then New York was probably full of girls who felt the same way. Depressed, Jill went about her day to day life when her phone rang unexpectedly. It was Richie!

  “Hello, stranger,” said Jill, trying to keep her voice steady.

  “Hello, gorgeous. Miss me?” Richie’s voice was as flirty and mischievous as ever.

  “I was beginning to think that you’d forgotten me,” replied Jill.

  “Didn’t I tell you that I loved you? Besides, who could forget a beautiful girl like you?”

  Jill laughed. It was a cliché compliment but it felt good to hear it. “Well, where have you been?”