by Alexa McLean
“Like I’ve told you before, let me help you. We could turn it into a franchise –”
She stopped me with a squeeze of her hand. “No. The diner was my father’s pride and joy. I’m not going to exploit it for more. As long as it can make me a paycheck every week that I can live off of then I’m happy. I’m not a greedy woman. All I want is to live comfortably. Being here in New York has taught me one thing – I don’t need the fancy things in life – I’m perfectly content going to the market and buying milk every week or pumping my own gas.”
And this was why I loved her so much – she was real – she was authentic – and she was all mine.
Chapter 17: Brandi
“SO, LET ME GET THIS straight. You come all the way to the football stadium so you can sit in a VIP room where you end up watching the game on a flat screen TV?” I had a glass of wine in my hand and I twirled it around, waiting for Reis to answer me. “I’m sorry but that’s just ridiculous.”
“I guess when you think about it that way it does sound a little funny, doesn’t it?” Reis refilled his glass and joined me on the couch. “I think it’s mostly for the atmosphere. It’s someplace different and it’s a good location to impress someone for a meeting, especially if they’re a fan.” Reis explained. “Plus, it’s just nice to hear the crowd cheer from time to time.”
“I suppose there’s some merit to it.” I conceded. “So, since you’re the owner does that mean I get to meet some of the bigtime players while they’re in the changing room?”
“I don’t want you getting any big ideas, missy.” He chastised with a wag of his finger. “Or I might just be forced to punish you tonight.”
“Punish me, huh?” I rolled over and settled myself on his lap. “What does that entail exactly?”
“Oh, you’re a naughty girl trying to get me to punish you on purpose, aren’t you?”
“Maybe,” I answered in a singsong voice. “Or maybe I just like the idea of a good spanking session.”
“Mmm, I didn’t know you were into that kind of thing.”
“Never tried but I’m willing to give it a shot.” I offered a grin as my hand crept closer and closer to his member. I was just about to grab it through his pants when there was a knock on the door.
“My apologies for the interruption.” Came the voice of a young man wearing a formal uniform. “But the package you ordered has arrived.” He held out a box covered in purple wrapping paper and a white bow.
“Thank you.” Reis pulled out a rather large bill and gave it to the boy as a tip. His eyes widened and threatened to bug right out of his skull. For a while, he was frozen in place before he remembered where he was a scuttled off with his wallet a little happier.
“What is it?” I asked.
“You know what they say, curiosity kills the cat.”
“Last time I checked, I’m not a cat.” I countered.
“But you sure know how to purr like one.” He bopped my nose before handing over the box. “In any case, it’s for you.”
“For me?”
“Mhm. Open it.” Whenever Reis used his ‘alpha voice’ as I had come to think of it, there was no way to deny his request, whatever it may be. So, I obediently opened up the package to find that the box was from a rather expensive designer store. It was the kind of place where models went to get their outfits.
“Reis...” I started but he silenced me with his finger and urged me to continue.
I could only imagine what was inside and how much it had cost my childhood best friend. I already wanted to ask him to return it but knowing how stubborn he could be, he would never agree to such a thing.
“Oh my god...” Was all I could manage to say as I pulled out a stunning blue dress that really complimented the red of my hair. Already in love with it, I pressed it up against my body, picturing what it would look like to put it on.
“There’s no point in fantasizing when you can just put it on,” Reis whispered as if he were capable of reading my mind. “Come on, I’ll help you.” With that, he started to take off my shirt. Once my shoulders were exposed, he decorated them with kisses then he migrated down to my shoulder blades, giving them some extra attention because he knew just how much I liked it.
His fingertips danced along the length of my spine making me shiver.
“Mmm, that’s better.” He nibbled the side of my neck as he threw my shirt into the corner of the room. A second later, he had my nipples between his fingers. Oh, how he loved to play with them and how I loved to have them played with.
He took his time, getting them nice and hard before finally turning me around and taking one of my breasts into his mouth.
“I’m not really going to be putting that dress on, am I?” I said as I ran my fingers through his thick hair.
“Eventually.” He answered. “But right now, I want to have a little bit of fun with my beautiful girlfriend.” He murmured against my sensitive skin which only added to my pleasure.
He found the zipper to my skirt and pulled it all the way down. From there, he didn’t hesitate to rip it right off my body where it joined my shirt in a haphazard pile. With nothing but my panties on, I shivered as the cool air filtering through the VIP room. I knew that wouldn’t last very long because Reis knew exactly how to get me all fired up.
“I have an idea.” He said before planting a few kisses against my thighs.
“And what might that be?” Butterflies fluttered through my stomach as my mind took a wild ride trying to figure out what this man was up to.
“I’m thinking I make you scream so loud that everyone in that football stadium learns my name.”
And with that, he ripped off my panties and got to work.
Chapter 18: Reis
I CAN’T EVEN DESCRIBE to you how good she tasted. Her juices were thick and extremely addictive. The more I lapped at her folds, the wetter she became. Eager to hear her moan, I pushed my tongue a little deeper. I twisted it around and curled it against her sensitive walls until she was squirming with delight.
To add to her pleasure, I rubbed her clit. My fingers moved quickly but not quickly enough to get her to orgasm. My intention was to drive her mad with desire. So, just when I felt her starting to shake, I stopped and pulled out.
She whimpered and looked up at me with great big eyes. “You can’t do that to me.”
“And why not?” I challenged as my tongue made its way to her areola. I trailed around it until goosebumps covered both her breasts.
With one hand, I kneaded her delicious flesh and savored her every moan but they still weren’t loud enough. So, with my other hand, I spread her legs apart. She was so wet that she was leaking on the upholstery. I would need to have it replaced once we were done but that hardly mattered. All that mattered was getting her to scream my name.
Her nails dug into my back and we were only just getting started.
Suddenly, I pushed one of my fingers deep inside of her. As I pumped it in and out of her, my thumb flicked across her clit.
She pushed her hips into the air, silently begging for more.
I kept her in place as I added another finger to her slick entrance. Squelching sounds echoed through the room, mixing with her pleasure filled moans.
Another finger was added. I focused on making all three fingers move at topnotch speeds. I worked her and I worked her until her back was so arched, I thought it might snap.
“Reis!” She screamed. “I’m going –”
And then that’s when I stopped.
“Reis...” This time she said my name with much more disappointment. “You can’t...”
“Well, maybe you should come over here and persuade me to give you what you want.” I leaned back and unbuttoned my pants. “Feel free to do whatever you’d like.”
Brandi immediately dropped down to her knees and positioned herself between my legs. She was quick to pull down my pants followed by my boxers. She didn’t have the patience to take them off completely. I could see in her e
yes that she was only hungry for one thing.
That look of hunger intensified as she took me into her mouth and her tongue started to swirl around the tip. My toes curled inside my shoes.
I grabbed her by the hair and eased her onto my length. Her mouth was small but somehow, she forced most of my girth down her throat. Her cheeks looked like they belonged to a chipmunk.
“Mmm...” I praised as she bobbed her head up and down. She had developed this humming technique that sent vibrations running all throughout my package.
She looked up and met my gaze. And let me tell you, that’s one of the sexiest things a girl can do when she’s giving someone a blowjob.
To make matters even better, she started to fondle my balls. She was gentle with them, her fingertips like feathers.
I struggled to keep back my climax because I didn’t want this scene to end with me exploding all over her face.
“You do that so good,” I growled as I tightened my grip around her hair. “You love it, don’t you?”
She answered by continuing her pace, tongue lapping at my underside.
I forgot how to breathe.
Abruptly, I pushed her away. She lost her balance and fell to the floor. I took the opportunity to pounce, pinning her to the plush carpet underneath her. Without waiting a beat, I shoved my shaft into her waiting pussy.
She gasped, head thrown back, eyes rolling.
Her fingers tightened into fists as I started to ram myself in and out of her. I was focused on making every thrust count. I wanted to make her red and raw. My balls ached from the impact but I ignored that dull pain in favor of the fiery pleasure that coursed through every other inch of my body.
I bit down on the side of her neck, leaving behind a mark that was sure to stay.
Losing control, I slammed into her with everything I had to offer.
Our moans together but hers were much, much louder.
“Scream my name.” I hissed into her ear. “I want to hear you telling the whole stadium who’s rocking your world right now.”
Brandi clawed at the carpet before her hands found their way to my back. Her nails were sharp, leaving behind angry red marks. I liked it.
She rolled us around and ended up on top. With her hands on my chest, she bounced against my length. I could tell that she was having one hell of a time and I wasn’t about to stop her. Instead, I kept my hands on her hips and allowed her the freedom to do as she wanted.
I watched her breasts bounce. What a delicious sight. I wanted to devour them but they were much too far away.
Then she turned around and what a sight that was. Her ass was absolutely perfect and as she rode my package, it became even better. I slapped it and watched her cheeks jiggle.
The whole thing was too much for me to handle. Try as I might, I couldn’t hold back. I pulled out just in time to spray her with my spunk.
Panting, we collapsed onto the floor with bright smiles plastered on our faces. “You’re amazing.” I breathed. “Absolutely amazing.”
“You’re the amazing one.” She said as she rested her head on my chest. “Jeez, your heart is beating a mile a minute.”
“What do you expect? You just blew me away – literally.”
She giggled. “It’s what I do best.”
“Tell me about it.” Gently, I ran my fingers through her hair before kissing her head. “You are legitimately the best thing that has ever happened to me. I was a fool for staying away for so long.”
“You were.” She agreed.
Chapter 19: Brandi
SOMEHOW, I SLIPPED into the blue gown. Trust me, it was much harder than it needed to be with Reis’ wandering hands tempting me every five seconds. That man is such a fiend. I love it.
“One more thing...” He whispered in a soft voice. I felt something cold wrap around my neck.
Click.
I reached out my hand to touch it. It was smooth and round like a polished jewel. Wanting to see it for myself, I sauntered up to the glass windows and peered at my reflection. Just as I had suspected, it was a beautiful necklace with a teardrop pendant that hung right between my cleavage. “Reis.” I turned around and gave him the look. “What did I tell you about spending money on me? I don’t want you to waste everything you’ve worked for.”
“I don’t think it’s a waste. I’ve worked so hard so that one day I could treat you like a Queen.”
I shook my head. “This is too much.” I started to take it off but he stopped me.
“Please, just wear it when we go to dinner. If you still insist on returning it then we can do so later tonight.”
I considered his compromise and agreed to his terms. “Alright.”
THE RESTAURANT WAS another unneeded extravagance. There was no doubt that this was a five-star place. I mean it had a water fountain in the waiting area for crying out loud. And most of the people waiting for valet drove cars in the six figures.
I felt horribly out of place. It was almost like they knew I didn’t belong. The heaviness of wandering eyes weighed on my shoulders.
“Is everything okay?” Reis whispered into my ear. “You look a little worried.”
“Everyone is looking at me,” I said.
“That’s because you look beautiful. The men want you and all the girls here are jealous. While they have to cake their faces with makeup, you do it naturally.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” I shot back at him. “There are plenty of girls here who are much more beautiful than I could ever dream of becoming.”
“Don’t sell yourself short.” He answered as he stopped me for a kiss.
My cheeks blushed with a crimson hue. I could tell that everyone was staring at us and it made me incredibly uncomfortable. I fidgeted against his hold but the longer the kiss continued, the more I melted into his lips. I forgot about the world around us and wrapped my arms around his neck as my tongue met his.
He bent me down ever so slightly. That was enough to affect the neckline of my dress. It swooped in the wrong direction and I was seconds away from exposing myself in front of everyone.
Luckily, Reis sensed the danger and came to my rescue by spinning me around and continuing our walk into the restaurant. There, he greeted the hostess as if he had known her all his life.
It filled me with a slight sense of jealousy. She had a cute smile and a killer body. I studied Reis’ face to see if he had any interest in the woman but I couldn’t really tell.
He squeezed my hand. “Would you quit worrying? I’m not crushing on the hostess.” He whispered. Again, it was like he could read my mind. “How could I when I have the most beautiful woman in the world by my side?”
My cheeks became a shade deeper.
At the table, he pulled out my chair and helped me into my seat. Before walking away, he planted a kiss on the side of my neck where his lips lingered for a moment. I felt him breathe in my scent. “Mmm.” He commented before finally sitting down.
“Can I get you started with something to drink?” Asked the waiter. He was a decent looking guy. His eyes were a cold shade of blue. What I didn’t like about him was that he made it blatantly obvious what he was looking at and he was looking right at my chest.
“Hey, buddy, keep your eyes to yourself.” Reis threatened. “Can’t you see she’s with me?”
The waiter straightened his posture and turned to face the billionaire. “My... apologies.” He gulped. “W-What can I get you?”
“Two glasses of your finest wine and I expect it to be on the house or I’ll have a stern word with your manager.”
The waiter nodded and scampered away with his tail between his legs.
“I’ve never seen you act that way before,” I commented with an amused look on his face. “If I'm not mistaken, I might even say that you were jealous of that guy.”
“He had no right looking at you like that.”
“You look at me like that.” I countered.
“Yeah, well, I’m your boyfriend so I’m allowed
to do that.” He grinned. “That guy? He has no business looking at you unless he wants to deal with me personally.”
“Alright, calm down, tiger. There’s no need for you to pick a fight with the guy.”
“Well, he better be careful if he knows what’s good for him.”
“I never expected you to be the jealous type, you know.” I picked up my fork and twirled it around my fingers. “I must admit, it feels good knowing that you care so much about me.”
He reached across the table and took my hand. “Of course I do. You mean the world to me, Brandi, and don’t you ever forget it.”
“I have a feeling that you won’t let that happen.”
He smiled that charming smile of his and I swear, my heart skipped a beat. Could this man be any more perfect?
Soon, the waiter returned with our wine.
I had been so enthralled by Reis’ obvious jealousy that I had forgotten to look at the menu. “Um... this whole thing is written in French...”
“It is. This is a French restaurant after all.”
“Well, how am I supposed to know what any of this is?”
“Do you want me to translate?” He offered.
“Wait, you know how to read French?” I spat. “When did you learn to do that?”
“When I spent a couple of years in Paris.”
“You spent a couple of years in Paris?”
“Mhm.”
“Doing what?” Now I was becoming the jealous one as I imagined him on romantic dates at the height of the Eiffel Tower.
He chuckled. “Oh, you know, this and that.”
I narrowed my eyes in his direction. “I don’t particularly like that answer...”
“Relax.” He said. “You’re the only girl I’ve ever wanted.
Chapter 20: Reis
OUR LITTLE NEW YORK getaway eventually came to an end. It was difficult to pack up our things and leave the penthouse suite when we had managed so much on that bed... and in the kitchen... and on the bathroom counter... in the shower... The list goes on and on.
