Sexy Saturday (The Billionaires Temptations Book 6)

by Annalise Wells

  “It makes sense. I see the stage and the rooms are the same formats.”

  “If it isn’t broke, don’t fix it,” I say.

  Ty starts to giggle. “What’s so funny?” Brent asks. He’s still exhausted by the look of him.

  “I was going to tell you a story, but it can wait for another time,” Ty says. “Where are all the tables, the card tables?” We walk him through the large doors. “Those are some of the biggest doors I’ve ever seen in my life,” he says.

  “It’s all for a reason,” I say.

  Ty’s face is open. His jaw drops. “Whoa. Alice in fucking Wonderland.”

  “Turn around,” Brent says.

  Ty turns and looks at the massive doors. “That’s awesome. Two gigantic playing cards as the doors.”

  “Just wait ‘till we are finished, you will feel like you are in Wonderland. Hence the name ‘Wonderland,'” Brent says.

  Ty looks mighty impressed with the way things are going. “I am definitely coming here when you’re open, this has got to be the icing on the cake. Cally will be orgasmic over it,” Ty says.

  Brent looks at his watch. “I think we have to cut short the tour and head off.”

  “Where do we have to meet?” Ty asks.

  “The Custom Choppers garage,” Brent explains.

  “Geez, I love their bikes,” Ty says. He beams a wide smile.

  “Have a tour there and butter Drake up, just the two of you, like old times,” I say.

  “I will tell you something. He is gonna want a bike from there. That has to be why he said that place,” Ty says. “Do you have cash here?”

  Brent looks at him. “I do, I have maybe one hundred and fifty grand left over from the original budget.”

  Ty looks to Brent and curls his lips tightly. “You better bring it.”

  We arrive at the garage. As we step from the vehicle, I can’t help but look at Brent and feel he looks a little out of place. He doesn’t look like a biker, and just putting Ty’s jacket on is not going to do anything to help.

  “Brent. Just let me and Ty do the talking,” I say.

  “That’s fine with me,” Brent says smiling.

  Ty knocks on the door. A large bearded biker opens the door. His beard goes from a nicotine stained yellow to a fine white at the tips. I could recognize him anywhere.

  “How’s it going, Smokey Joe?” I ask.

  “You know how this shit is,” he says smiling through half-mouthful of yellow teeth.

  We walk into the showroom. A table has been set in the area before the main entrance.

  “Well, fucking look what the cat’s dragged in,” Drake says.

  “I’m sorry it had to be this way,” Drake, I reply. I feel really fucken nervous at this point.

  “If it isn’t Bell. You just upped and fucking left me,” Drake says as he stands up from his chair.

  I feel a warm feeling rising inside. Drake is two or three steps away from me. I close my eyes. I wait for the slap. Drake puts his arm around me and I slowly open my eyes.

  “Are you okay?” he asks.

  “I am, but I’m confused. I thought you were pissed at me leaving?”“I am, well I was. Ty told me the whole story. Both of you could have just said. I was going to look for that cocksucker The Kingmaker anyway… no matter what,” Drake says.

  “We’ve come to you with an offer. And we think it’s a very generous offer,” I say.

  Drake looks over to Ty. “Are you in on this deal as well?” Drake asks.

  “I am, this venture is a family enterprise. We are all in it,” Ty says.

  “And why should I help you?” Drake asks.

  Ty leans on the table. “I’m all done with lying to you. I’m gonna tell you straight. We are in a bind. There are four city officials who block any new project,” Ty says. “That’s unless their palms are crossed with silver. A lot of fucking silver.”

  “I fucken-well hate corrupt businessmen, they make me sick,” Drake says. “So, what are they blocking?”

  “Nothing yet, we want to get to them before they can stall us with the new club,” Ty explains.

  “One of those really fucking exclusive clubs you lot have going?” Drake says.

  Ty smiles. “Yeah.”

  “So, you must have city health, city planning, the chief of prostitution, and the gaming board. Am I correct?” Drake asks.

  “You’ve hit the nail right on the head,” Brent says. He beams a smile.

  Drake looks over at Brent. “Who is this guy?”

  “Drake. This guy is my guy,” I say.

  The laughter that Drake begins doing fills the showroom. “Your guy, fuck me.”

  “Drake, will you fucking button it please,” I say.

  Drake raises his hand. “Sorry. Please carry on.”

  Brent continues to speak, which really surprises Ty and me. “We have to get these four guys in a compromising position, your name came up that we could use to frame them. You know, gun-running, drugs…” Brent starts to say.

  “No fucken drugs, I hate fucken drugs,” Drake says. “Except marijuana.”

  “Well guns and bribery, protection rackets,” Brent presses.

  “We can do that, we can throw a few women in there as well, get them really fucking hot and sweaty,” Drake says.

  Brent smiles. “You know, I like his style.” He watches Drake staring at him.

  I lean on the table and speak softly to Drake. “There is a second part to this deal,” I say.

  “What’s that?” he asks.

  “I want Janey and a few of the other girls to come and work for me at the club,” I say.

  “What do you think the guys are going to say about that?” Drake asks, giving a pouted face.

  “They will believe whatever you tell them to think. I know you are a good guy,” I say. “Janey has done more than her fair share. And we need some really hot-ass chicks to get the ball rolling.”

  “There are hot girls in Vegas!” Drake says.

  “Drake, you know biker girls are something special, they’re not your regular hooker types,” I say.

  “So, what’s in it for me?” Drake asks.

  Ty leans back on the table. “Continued service of gun deliveries.”

  “And that’s it?”

  I whisper to Drake. “One million in cash.”

  “Now that’s more fucken like it. Bell has come up trumps.” He smiles a wide smile. “And what about for the girls?” he asks.

  “How about if I magic one of these bikes in the showroom for you?” Brent asks.

  “You can just magically get me one of these bikes?” Drake says.

  “Sure, I have ways of making things happen,” Brent says.

  “Make that one over there mine, the one with the brown leather seat.”

  Brent stands and walks to the bike. He walks over to the store manager. Brent walks back to the table and hands Drake the keys.

  “All yours,” Brent says.

  “Fuck off, you whisper in his ear and he gives you the keys?” Drake says, confused.

  “That and the hundred grand I just slipped into his pocket,” Brent says.

  Drake shakes his head. “It’s a fucking deal, you can have the girls.”

  “Once you close a deal, that’s when the magic really happens.”

  Brent

  “There is a storm coming, keep your head down and keep going.”

  “You know what?” I ask.

  Bell turns her head from the front seat. “What?” she asks.

  “I think I nearly had a heart murmur,” I comment.

  “Don’t be stupid, you’re as healthy as anything,” Bell says.

  “Honestly, when Drake stared at me, I felt my body go into a weird state,” I reply.

  “He has that effect on people, he’s quite intimidating until you get to know him. Then he’s like a big pussy cat,” Bell says.

  “I think he was happy with his bike,” Ty says.

  “He should be, it cost a hundred g
rand,” I reply.

  “How much should it have been?” Ty asks.

  “One twenty-five.”

  “You saved twenty-five, so there you go.”

  “And the good thing is Janey and the girls can come and work for us,” and we don’t have to help them escape now,” Bell says. She looks really excited.

  “How are you going to cope with all the girls and everything else?” I ask Bell.

  “Simple, I’ve already offered Janey a job, she’ll be taking care of all the girls,” she replies.

  I lean on the front seat and put my hand on Bell’s shoulder. “You’re so smart sometimes, you know that,” I say.

  “Your smartness must be rubbing off on me,” Bell replies.

  “I’m not the smart one. Everything I’ve learned, I’ve learned from Alex,” I say.

  “It looks like you are just passing it on then,” Bell says as she holds my hand.

  “There’s one thing we may have overlooked,” Ty says.

  “What’s that?” Bell asks.

  “Where do we get these officers to stage the scene?”

  “I don’t think we can ask them or trick them into going anywhere. It’s going to have to be Drake who makes a visit to them,” I say.

  “Didn’t Bob say a new casino was opening?” Bell asks.

  I think about it, and I do remember Bob saying something like that. “I believe he did. And maybe, we can use that angle,” I reply.

  “Bob will be able to tell us more on that from the phone calls he is listening too, and he’ll be able to see if there are any places the four visit together,” Ty says.

  “I think we’ll be okay, we just have to be on our toes, and be ready to move quickly,” I say.

  “You need to ask Mikey if he knows what that casino is called. You never know, he may just know the owner,” Bell says.

  We arrive back at the large, steel gate. Bell leans forward and pushes the gate open. I marvel at her perfect ass, again. Damn, I just love watching her move like that…

  “Are you ready for the second phase of everything?” Ty asks me.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Things may have seemed busy so far, but now they will actually start to ramp up, and then ‘bam,’ all systems go,” Ty explains.

  “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. If I think about it too much, it gets overwhelming.”

  “The good thing is, you have a large family around you, all of them have been there and done it before,” Ty says.

  The vehicle pulls into the courtyard as Bell closes the large steel gate with a metallic bang. “I will have a quick word with Bob, and then I’ll head off home,” Ty says.

  “You’ve only just got here and you’re heading back already?” I ask.

  “You will be okay here. Alex is still here for another day or so, and Mikey is well aware of what has to be done inside.”

  “We will be fine, Brent just panics a little, all this is new to him,” Bell says to Ty.

  I open the door to the office where Bob is. Mikey has arrived, although I wasn’t expecting him today.

  “What are you doing here?” I ask Mikey.

  “I can’t keep away, I’m getting addicted to this spying stuff,” he replies laughing.

  “I’m glad you’re here. What do you know about another casino being built?” I ask.

  “The Grande, it’s at the end of the strip,” Mikey says. “Why do you ask?”

  “It seems, Bob might’ve stumbled on a way we can get the officials in the same place,” I explain.

  “You mean, we watch them and see what they do with the Grande with regard to being paid off?”

  “I do mean exactly that, and I don’t suppose you know anyone involved with the Grande?”

  “I know a couple of people, but not the owner. I heard it’s being built with foreign cash. I will ask around,” Mikey says.

  “As soon as you can, we have Drake on our side and construction is only going to be another couple of weeks,” I say.

  “First thing in the morning, I have a contact who can point me in the right direction.” Mikey smiles.

  “Have you anything to report Bob?” Ty asks.

  “I’ve heard them talking a bit, but there’s been no mention of a meetup or a payoff,” Bob says.

  “Keep listening, I’m sure you will know how to recognize the signs,” Ty says.

  Bob nods and carries on flicking through the old folder with Mikey. We walk back into the courtyard and Ty is sitting on his bike and pulling on his helmet.

  “How long will it take you to get back?” I ask.

  “About twelve hours.”

  “Twelve hours on a bike, it must be hell?” I say.

  “Don’t you believe it. It’s like being in heaven, the wind blowing in your face. There’s nothing better… well, being with a good woman is better, much better,” Ty replies laughing.

  Bell pulls open the large steel gate. I pat Ty on his back as he starts the engine.

  “Bring Cally back with you next time you come,” I say.

  “Don’t worry, I will. We should be here within the next ten days.” Ty rolls his bike to the street.

  Ty twists the throttle. The engine roars like thunder. He smiles as he slowly releases the clutch and heads off down the street. I put my arm around Bell as Ty raises his arm and slowly vanishes into the dusky night.

  “Well Bell, Ty’s told me, things are going to get mighty busy soon. Very, very soon,” I say.

  “Like Shona’s always said, ‘If you can handle the ride, it will all be worth it.’”

  I swing the gate closed and hold Bell in my arms. I look into her eyes and raise my eyebrows.

  “If it is going to get busy, we need to get some rest.”

  “There is a storm coming, keep your head down and keep going.”

  Bell

  “The steps to heaven can be in the most unexpected places.”

  We’d stood and watched Ty drive off on his cross-country trip back to Cally. Now the rest was up to us. We had to put things into motion and stop the greedy city officials from putting a halt to all the hard work and dreams that had so far been completed, not to mention all the money that Alex and Beau had invested.

  “What’s the next steps?” Brent asks.

  “What are you asking me for? I thought you were in charge,” I reply giggling.

  Brent frowns and sighs. “It was worth a try. I have no idea where to go to start with. But for tonight, we should get some rest.”

  “It’s only eight thirty,” I reply.

  Brent smiles and raises his eyebrow at me. “I never mentioned anything about sleeping.”

  We push closed the large iron gate behind us and walk through the archway. Bob waves at us through the window, and we head off back into our building. Brent puts his hands on my ass and squeezes my cheeks as we walk up the stairs.

  “Give me a chance,” I say as I slap his hands away.

  “Such a buzz-kill,” he replies as he gives me a big slap on the ass.

  “When do you think we’ll be ready to open?” I ask.

  “There’s a big fight on this weekend, so I think next weekend will be ideal, then we can give everyone a chance to know what they are doing,” Brent explains.

  “That makes sense. I have the girls coming tomorrow, so they have plenty of time to practice. I just hope they are okay.”

  “What do you know about them?” he asks.

  I slip off my shoes. “Alice and Jemma have been at the bike club for over twelve months. Britney has been at the club the longest of the new three; she’s cool. The other two; Clare and Susan, I don’t know much about. I’m not even sure if Janey knows much about their past.”

  “We should just keep an eye on them and make sure they are okay, you never know. They may get tempted to steal with the amount of cash that’s floating around,” Brent says.

  “I will ask Janey to keep an eye on them,” I reply.

  I watch Brent as he stretches himself in fron
t of me. “Are you trying to tell me something?”

  “You know, we are not resting yet?” he says.

  I smile at him and pull at his belt. “Where do you want to rest then?” I ask. I raise an eyebrow.

  “Hmm. We said we had the bathtub and the couch left, now the kitchen counter is out of the way,” Brent says.

  “Boring.”

  Brent looks around the room. He shakes his head and looks past me. His smile broadens. “How about the stairs?” he says.

  “They will hurt my back!”

  “There are plenty of ways on the stairs without hurting your back.” He grins at me wildly.

  “Who is a horny fucker?” I ask. I laugh and look at his sexy stubble.

  “I’m always horny when you’re around,” he replies as he pulls me to my feet.

  We walk toward the stairs. I pull my blouse over my head and drop it to the floor. Brent turns and sees me already, just in my bra.

  “Mmm, likey, likey” he says smiling.

  I pull at the front catch of my bra. I slip it from my shoulders and plump my breasts with my hands. “Likey, likey more, now?” I ask.

  “Hell yeah!”

  Brent lifts his hands and cups my breasts. I place my bottom lip in my mouth as he fumbles with my nipples. I feel them wobble as he pinches them with his finger and his thumb.

  I glance down and pull his belt from his pants. My hand grabs hold of his crotch as I pull on the button. I breath in a sigh of anticipation. I feel his manhood stirring as I gently squeeze his bulge.

  Brent drops his pants to the floor and I slip my hands inside the stretchy waist of his shorts. I lift them over his buttocks as his stomach tightens. Brent lifts off his shirt and throws it toward the couch, then he lifts his feet from his shorts.

  I wrap my hand around his growing shaft. He pulls at the zipper of my denim skirt and lets it drop to the floor. My panties slowly slide down my legs as Brent pulls them. Our naked bodies press against each other as our lips lock, I can feel my hardened nipples rubbing against his broad chest.

  Our tongues swirl inside each other’s mouth as we tease and tantalize each other. I step back to the stairs and widen my legs. Brent stands close to me as I stroke his hardening shaft, I see his veins bulging as his pulse forces his shaft to a full erection. I look into his eyes as my hand strokes him back and forth. I lower my head as I pull on the head of his shaft, then I swirl the tip of my tongue across his slit.