by Pamela Ann
After all my tears were spent, I stared at his soaked shirt. I’m going to miss this. I’m going to miss him terribly. Like an addict, I moved closer to smell his skin and softly kissed it. My lips kissed all the way to the sensitive part on the back of his ear, his breathing hitched.
“This is just sex for you isn’t it?” he asked softly.
“Is that so bad? Don’t you like it with me?” I quickly glanced at him. He looked sad again.
“That’s the thing Sienna—I like it more than I should given the circumstances.”
I got off his lap and stripped before him. His eyes flashed hungrily over my breasts. “Do you want to take me one last time?”
“No!” He denied vehemently but his eyes were glued on my boobs. “Are you sure?” I rasped. I moved closer to him.
“Damn it Sienna!” He roared and swiftly placed me flat on the bed in a blink of an eye. “Is this what you want?” he asked as he painfully captured my nipple in his teeth.
“Yes,” I responded with a moan.
His hand found my slick nub and rubbed it crassly. “All you ever want is my cock, isn’t it?” Blake hissed with loathing.
I should’ve stopped him. But I was delirious. “Blake—please…I want you.”
“No!” He yelled in anger.
WTF!
“What do you mean? Your hand’s rubbing me and caressing my boobs!” I stared at him like he lost his mind. Why was he touching me then?
“For bloody fucks sake! Didn’t you hear me?” He shrilled with apparent anger.
“I did—but I don’t believe you.”
He stared at me for a long time then his smile turned wicked.
9
Blake
“I’ll fuck you on one condition, Sienna”
“What is it?” Her eyes glazed with desire. “I want you to spend five nights with me in Marbella. If it’s sex you’re after—you’re going to get it. I want you ready for me every single time I want you. If I ask you to open your legs, you open them without hesitation. I want to fuck you in all holes—in all ways imaginable. That’s my condition.”
She sat up and stared at me in shock and dismayed expression while I played with the crevice of her pussy. “All holes?”
I smiled devilishly at her. “Yes, my sweet. I want to fuck you in the ass.” The thought of her that way made me twitch in my pants. I’ve done it a few times and I loved it. It was different compared to pussy but it was just as pleasurable.
“I’ve never tried that before.”
“I know—that’s why you’ll want to give it to me. I’ll be your first and you wouldn’t have a chance in Hades about forgetting me.”
“Can I think about it?” She hesitantly asked me. She looked like she was weighing her options. I reached out for her nipple and pinched it and my other hand rubbed her pussy. “No, you can’t think about it. It’s either yes or no and I want your answer right now.” Her body started to quiver and she threw her head back loving what I’m doing to her. She’s so fucking perfect. It hurt.
“What is it to be my sweet? Do you submit yourself to me with no restrictions or not?”
“I can’t think when—you touchhh me llike thhat—” stuttering her words. I know it’s cruel—but I didn’t want her to say no. Sex is something she has a hard time saying no to. It was the best weapon.
“What my love?” Fuck! Don’t call her that again you daft man!
“Yes…if that’s what you wish…”
Funny, I wished for more but she didn’t want it. She just wants to fuck. How bizarre is this? I never thought I would know how it feels to be used. What hurt even more was the fact that I loved the woman who used me.
“It is. Are you sure you will comply with my set of demands? I don’t want you to say yes now and say no tomorrow.” Taking my hands off her, the thought of her backing out the last minute didn’t sit well with me.
“I promise—I won’t back down. I think we both need this. We really need to get it out of the way. Tell me to jump and I’ll ask how high. I’ll do this for you—”
There was a knock on the door. “We’re on our way to see Chad. Follow when you can. We’ll meet you both there.” Toby yelled against the door. We didn’t speak until we heard the door slammed shut.
“When do you want to leave for Marbella?” I want to leave now but we have to see Chad. I need to speak to his doctor and make arrangements. I want him to recover in Marbella. He needs a change of scene. London will bring too many bad memories and his gambling druggie friends are running about town.
“Tonight—as soon as it can be arranged. I have to contact my pilot and speak to Chad’s doctor first.”
She reached up to me smiling. “Good then I’ll pack after we get back from the hospital. I’ll go get changed now, I bet Chad’s been waiting.” She scrambled off the bed but I caught her wrist. “Where do you think you’re going? We’re not done.”
“We aren’t?” Her golden green eyes dilated.
I captured her lips and made love to her slowly and gently. She had a little discomfort when I entered her and all hurt vanished when she started to moan. We rocked together and came together.
I’m going to love and worship her body for the next five nights. Five nights would be enough for me to get rid of her in my system, surely?
“Chad! The doctor cleared you to leave on Wednesday! Isn’t that great?” Sienna gave Chad a dazzling smile and kissed his cheek.
“I guess—that’s good news…” he sounded off, like his thoughts are far away.
“I thought Luce and Toby were here?” I asked, studying his facial expression closely.
“They went to go get lunch. They should be back soon.”
“Everything okay, mate?”
Chad shook his head. Sienna touched his arm and sat on the bed. “I really fucked up you know—I mean I totally did—I’m such an idiot.”
“What did you do Chad?” She patiently waited for him to answer.
“I did mention gambling last night, didn’t I? I racked up a good amount of debt.”
“How much is the debt, Chad?” Sienna calmly asked him. “Right about half a million pounds give or take.”
“You gambled half a million pounds….in a month?!! That’s almost a million dollars Chad! What the hell were you thinking?” She screeched with a flabbergasted expression.
He balked. “That’s the thing I wasn’t thinking…I guess some of that amount went to getting cocaine too…I borrowed from a friend who has wealthy parents. It didn’t seem to matter then.”
“How do you plan to pay for it?” Sienna started to look angry. She was getting really frustrated. Her brows started to furrow and she pressing her lips together.
“I don’t know—I wanted to ask my parents but they disowned me—”
The nurse knocked and barged in the room with a sunny smile. She was asking Chad all sorts of questions when Sienna quietly asked me to come outside with her. “We’ll be back—I need to get coffee, okay?” She kissed his hand and I opened the door to let us out.
“There’s a café down the street, we could go there.” I offered.
She looked bewildered and annoyed. “Sure, that could work.”
Crossing the pedestrian walkway, I guided her next to me. “I don’t get it, Blake! He gambled an enormous amount of money and then he wanted to die. What the fuck!” She was yelling and airing out her frustrations.
“Sienna—it must be difficult for him. You need to be a bit accommodating where he’s concerned. The man just barely recovered from a coma, poppet. You don’t have to worry—I’ll take care of it.”
We were outside of the café when she stopped in her tracks, “You’re paying it off? That’s a lot of money Blake. I want to help but I need to make a quick call to my accountant in LA.”
I smiled at the frowning woman before me. Does she know how much I’m worth now and how much wealth I will acquire once my grandfather steps down? My father was wealthy in his own right because h
e was brilliant with a shrewd eye in investments and my mother came from an old bloodline of wealthy vintners. When they died, it was given to me and I have since doubled the amount. She didn’t have a clue did she? She probably heard vague snippets from Toby or from others—but she doesn’t wholly know. Would it make a difference if she knew how exactly how much I was worth? I doubted it—but it would’ve been nice if it did make a difference and she took me back. This woman is aggravatingly different that’s why I’m so enthralled with her.
“I want Chad to focus on his recovery. His body might be starting to heal and functioning now—but his other wounds might take awhile to mend. I can spare the money. Now, can you please stop frowning? You’re ruining your pretty face.”
She tiptoed and gave me a kiss. “You’re an amazing man, you know that don’t you? You have such a big heart. Thank you for helping my friend. This means a lot to me….you don’t understand how grateful I am.”
If I was so amazing, then why won’t you give me another chance? My thoughts countered.
“You forget that he’s my friend too. I care about his well-being.”
“Thank you! I can’t thank you enough for helping him.”
I leaned closer to her and captured her lips. “You can thank me when we get to Marbella.”
“I already promised, I will. For the entire time, you’ll be the master of my universe,” she said cheekily while snaking her tongue out and traced her bottom lip.
“I like the sound of that, Sienna. You better not change your mind.”
Her phone rang. She tiptoed again and gave me a kiss, “I won’t…no need to worry.”
“Go take your call, I’ll get us coffee.” She smiled and I left her when she picked up her call while I entered the café to get coffee. I didn’t eat much during breakfast because the wanker was there and ruined my appetite. I ordered our coffee, paid and went through my emails and text messages.
Camilla Clayworth: Our lunch date got cancelled without giving me much notice?
I cursed.
Blake Knightly: I apologize. I lost track of time. I’m at the hospital visiting a friend.
Hell, I totally forgot about the lunch date she arranged. She knew I was in London through the grapevine. I wasn’t planning on meeting her, but that changed during breakfast. Sienna ticked me off when she invited Kyle to join us. I texted Cam when Sienna stepped out and took Kyle downstairs. I wasn’t sure if she’s doing it on purpose or she’s insensitive to my feelings at all. But she made me fume and simmer in anger when she decided to take him downstairs.
My phone vibrated.
Camilla Clayworth: I forgive you but you have to take me to dinner tonight. It’s the least you can do after humiliating me.
Damn, I knew the gossip went rampant after I voided the contract. Her father, Alfred Clayworth, had high hopes of merging both companies and didn’t hold back much when he bragged to everyone about his future son in law. Even if I went through marrying Cam, I wouldn’t do a merger between our companies. Although, I happily offered to buy him out.
Blake Knightly: As you wish Cam. I’ll take you out tonight. Do you want me to make reservations?
My phone vibrated a minute after I sent my reply.
Camilla Clayworth: No, I’ll take care of it. Pick me up around six-thirty. Do wear a tux. I look forward to seeing you Blake. Please don’t disappoint me this time.
The barista handed me two foamed cups of coffee and I strolled outside the café.
What do I tell her now? The truth would be a great start.
Sienna was still on the phone when I came out. When she saw me, she ended the call.
“Thank you.”
“Can we talk for a bit?” I indicated the small sets of chairs and tables and sat in one of them.
“What’s up?” she took a quick sip and recoiled. She pulled out her tongue and started to blow through it to ease the burn. She looked too cute.
I smiled, this woman is amusing. She drinks coffee on a daily basis and yet she’s still not used to drinking it scalding hot. She can be so adorable without even trying.
“We can’t leave for Marbella tonight. Something came up.” I gauged her facial reaction as she took in what I just told her.
“Business stuff?”
I cleared my throat. “No, not really. I want to be forthright about this Sienna. I actually promised Cam that I will take her out to dinner tonight. I had to oblige her since I skipped lunch altogether without notifying her.”
“Cam….You mean your ex?” She frowned again.
In a certain aspect I suppose Cam is. “Yes.”
She shrugged, “That’s fine. I was going to ask you if we could move the arrangement to Tuesday or Wednesday after Chad gets out.”
“Okay, I’ll make arrangements for Tuesday around noon.” She seemed so calm and composed. I actually expected a little protest, a pout, a hissy fit…something…. other than cold indifference.
Nodding, she started to get up and gathered her purse and coffee. “Let’s go,” she uttered in an ultra ice queen manner.
10
Sienna
Blake dropped me off in my flat an hour ago. He needed to get ready to go out with Camilla. It wounded me that he’s going on a date but at the same time I know I don’t have a say in it. I made my bed and now I have to lie in it.
I’m itching to go dance my frustration off but it didn’t feel right knowing Chad was in the hospital. He looked better today and was thankful that Blake will take care of his money woes. He literally broke down when Blake informed him that he will pay off his debts but in return he needs to recuperate in Marbella where both Toby and Blake can watch him.
I smiled thinking that Chad probably bawled his eyes out because he was in seventh heaven knowing he’ll be going on a top-notch vacation with two solid hot men looking over him. As much as I wanted to scratch Blake’s eyes out right now, I have to concede that he’s a good friend to Chad.
It would’ve been nice if I had Luce and Toby with me but they had to go to Toby’s parent’s house in Kensington for his mother’s birthday dinner bash. They invited me but I didn’t feel like mingling with British aristocrats. That would be a dour way to end my night.
I needed to distract myself before I hunted down every restaurant in London looking for Blake and his date for tonight. So, I settled for a quiet night in with a good movie. I’m on the couch enjoying a glass of red wine and baklava watching Mr. and Mrs. Smith, drooling over Brad Pitt’s sexiness when a loud knock interrupted me.
Ah, perfect! I thought sourly. Just when Brad and Angelina started getting it on in Colombia with the Mondo Bongo song playing in the background, someone interrupts me. Seriously!
I stomped to the front door and yanked it open. Kyle stood in the hallway with a twinkle in his eyes looking rugged with sexy stubble, distressed black leather jacket, black jeans and black Timbaland boots. “You should check who it is first before opening the door, pretty lady.”
Crossing my hands on my chest, I huffed. “Geez, you came here to lecture me? I can’t believe you interrupted Angelina and Brad for this.” I turned around leaving him there with the door open.
I sat back down on the couch, grabbed the remote and pressed play. Dragging another sip of wine, I saw him sit next to me through my peripheral vision. He hastily took off his leather jacket and hung it on the arm of the couch.
“Busting out Brad and Angie ey? What’s upsetting you?” It’s really annoying when someone knows you like the back of their hand. I used to cherish this fact because I never had to tell him about what I liked and what I didn’t like, he just knew. But tonight, he grated on my nerves.
“Nothing. Did you want something?” I asked not looking his way.
He snickered, “That’s a tricky question baby. I always want something from you.”
“Huh.”
“Come on let’s get you out of here. You look downright depressing on a Saturday night.”
No. I don’t feel like
moving. I just want to sit here and finish my bottle of wine and pass out. But instead I mumbled “no thanks.”
“I’m surprised you’re all alone and your friends aren’t here or your “sex on a stick” ex-boyfriend is not here hanging around.”
Great, I used that term once to describe Blake and now he won’t let it go.
“They’re out. Toby and Luce had to go attend his mom’s birthday party and Blake’s out on a date with his ex-fiancé.” I delivered the facts with utter nonchalance.
“Blake’s finally moving on from you….When will you do the same?”
What the fuck?
My lips wobbled, “I guess he is…he really is.” He was silent while he studied me.
“You slept with him didn’t you?” Damn you, Kyle. He reads me so well.
“Yes.”
“Right and now he’s out on a date with the woman he used to be engaged to. Why are you letting him step all over you Sienna? Is he worth it?”
“I don’t know, okay? It just happened,” I snapped at his judgmental tone.
“Okay—that was a little harsh. But I’m not going to allow you to sit here alone all evening. Put some shoes on, we’re heading out.” He stood up and held out his hand.
“And where are we going?” Feeling my spirits lift just a puny bit.
“I booked the penthouse suite at St. James for the after-party for TCC tonight. The party starts at eleven so that gives you two hours to get ready.”
“You never mentioned this.”
“I would’ve but you’ve been so out of it since Chad’s incident.”
I’ve been so negligent with working with Kyle. At least I didn’t slack off turning in my school work in time. I’m a wretched woman. “Sorry, I haven’t been in my tiptop shape working for you Kyle. I promise I’ll make it up though.”
Taking the wine glass off my hands he drank it all in one gulp. “Good, partying is a part of our line of work. Now get your butt in gear and start making up for lost time this very minute and get ready.”
