Sexy Saturday (The Billionaires Temptations Book 6)

by Annalise Wells

  “We just have to tie this into the four of them,” Brent says.

  “There may be another angle. Prostitution is legal, they have to be registered. If the place is out of town, they may have avoided that to save fingers being pointed at them,” Mikey says. “Conflict of interest, they say no to you, but they have their own club.”

  “They might not just say no to us, they’ve already said stop construction to the Russians,” Brent says.

  “Russians, what Russians?” Mikey says nervously.

  “Mikey, you’ve started sweating,” I say.

  “Russians make me panic, you do remember, don’t you?”

  “Yes,” says Brent.

  “It wasn’t Vladimir, was it?” Mikey asks.

  “We only got the wife’s name, Ingrid,” I say.

  “Ingrid. Dimitri’s Ingrid?” he asks, looking at Brent.

  Brent shakes his shoulders. “We don’t know. We didn’t see her, and that was all they said.”

  “Hmm. We might have some reinforcements against the councilors now,” Mikey says.

  “Are you sure she will help?” I ask.

  “Bell, she has a real hot spot for Alex. If it is her, he can melt her like butter,” Mikey says.

  “Have you forgotten about Brooke, Alex’s girlfriend?” Brent says.

  “I’m sure they can come to some agreement. I just know, she thought Alex was a really nice guy.”

  “Well, Alex has her number, so we will find out soon enough.”

  “If we keep it quiet, maybe they can get it on without Brooke knowing,” Mikey says.

  “You mean, the Brooke who will be here within two days?” I ask.

  “Forget that plan,” Mikey replies.

  “Just work on that and dig up what you can. They might not have paid taxes on that club either,” Brent says.

  “Leave it with us,” Mikey replies.

  Brent and I turn to walk to the office door. “What is this place?” Bob asks Mikey.

  We turn back into the room. “What is what place?” Mikey asks.

  “This one,” Bob says, pointing at a shape on the map.

  Mikey looks at Bob. “It’s close to the golf courses, but too big for a clubhouse,” he says. “Crap, I know what that is. It’s a local’s casino that doesn’t get too much attention. It was built on the side of a hotel.”

  “Who are the owners?” Bob asks.

  “I guess the hotel. We would have to ask,” Mikey says.

  Bob pushes his spectacles up his nose. “One thing I’ve learned is, if someone has a club like that in that sort of area, they have an attraction to that area.”

  “You mean, you think that’s their casino?” Mikey asks.

  “No, I think the whole of that area is theirs.”

  Mikey shakes his head. “It can’t be, that’s a one-kilometer square block of South Vegas.”

  “How long have these councilors been in office?” I ask.

  Mikey looks up at me. “Years and years.”

  “So basically, they’ve seen the rise in Vegas?” Brent asks.

  “Well, yeah.”

  “So, why isn’t it feasible for them to join forces and own part of it?” Brent asks.

  “Because no one can afford to do it,” Mikey adds.

  “And what makes you think these guys can’t afford it?” Brent asks.

  “You know what this means,” Mikey says.

  I roll my eyes. “Yeah. This thing is bigger than any of us expected.”

  “Equal rights, there is no discrimination against that.”

  Brent

  “There is gold buried in them-there hills.”

  Bob and Mikey have an enormous amount of searching to do now. We have surmised that an area roughly one-kilometer square is owned by the four councilors. The ones who have conned the casino owners out of millions since all the casinos have been constructed.

  Feathering your own nest hadn’t come into the equation, these guys had been feathering the whole damn tree. Bell and I had walked up the stairs to our apartment. It had not been an overly busy day, but that construction truck was terribly dusty.

  Bell walks into the bedroom in front of me and collapses on the bed. I kneel and pull off her boots and gently massage her feet.

  “You have no idea how good that feels,” she says.

  “I have an idea, my feet are killing, too,” I reply.

  “I think we deserve a soak in the tub for a while. I am as dusty as hell.”

  “Just wait there, I will run the water,” I say.

  I walk into the bathroom and start to run the water for the tub. It will make a refreshing change to soak rather than having a shower. A nice relaxing bath… our tub has the faucets on the side, so there’s no need for them to be sticking in either of our backs. It was going to be utter bliss.

  I walk into the bedroom. Bell is trying to pull off her jeans. “You want some help?” I ask.

  Bell lifts her head. “If you could, I don’t have the energy to sit up,” she replies.

  Bell lifts her ass as I tug at her jeans, they finally slip from her ass and slide down her slender legs. “Come on, sit up,” I say as I pull her hands.

  Bell sits up as her head lolls backward. “So tired,” she mumbles.

  “Lift your arms,” I say as I pull off her t-shirt. She sits on the edge of the bed and lets her head fall forward. Her long black hair hangs over her knees.

  “Even my hair is tired,” she says giggling.

  I pull off my shirt and slip free from my pants. I grab hold of Bell’s arms and help her stand to her feet.

  “To the tub,” I say as I push her zombie-like body toward the bathroom.

  Bell fumbles with the front clasp of her bra, she lets her arms drop, and the white silk bra falls onto the bathmat. She sighs as she bends and slips from her silky panties.

  I hold her arm as she lifts her leg and steps into the tub. “Oh my god, this feels nice,” she says.

  Bell lowers herself into the water. I glance and see her breasts bobbing on the surface. I slip from my shorts and drop them onto the tiled floor. My leg lifts and I dip my toe into the warm water.

  She already has her head resting on the back of the tub. Her head tilts back and perspiration starts falling over her forehead. Bell lets out a sigh, I see her breasts rise in the water as her chest pushes forward. Her perfect nipples are just below the surface of the water.

  Bell lifts her legs in the bottom of the tub and feasts them on mine. I feel my cock swaying in the ripples of the warm water and brushing against my leg.

  “I could go asleep like this,” Bell says.

  “Just relax,” I say as I drizzle some lavender bath oil into the water.

  Bell closes her eyes. I turn the dial to gentle and push on the switch. The warm water swirls around our naked bodies. I feel the jet pounding at my spine.

  “This is so relaxing, I am so happy Beau never spared any expense,” I say.

  “This feels better than a massage,” she says.

  “You’re not wrong. My whole body is feeling it at the same time.”

  I look at the dials. There’s still medium and strong to try. There’s also another dial for soothing… the second option is invigorating. I turn the first dial to medium. The jets push harder and I see Bell starting to smile.

  The foam from the bath oil begins to foam. Small patches of foam float around the large tub. Bell opens her eyes.

  “Ooh, I didn’t know we had foam,” she says.

  I look at her. “We still have two settings to go yet?” I reply.

  “Turn it up to the next one.”

  A smile fills her face. “What are you smiling at?” I ask.

  “The water is tickling my pussy.”

  I wonder what invigorating is going to do to you?

  Bell rests her arms on the tub, she lets her body begin to float. Her legs rub across mine and I feel my manhood starting to twitch.

  “This is nearly as good as foreplay,” Bell commen
ts.

  “I don’t know, foreplay is really nice, and there’s no way I can give you kisses down there, in here,” I say giggling.

  “If you could breathe under water that would be fine, so fine,” Bell says in a deep voice.

  I feel my shaft hardening as the jets of warm water flow against my balls and shaft. It feels like a huge blowjob without the tight lips or the head bobbing. My shaft twitches and reaches semi-hardness.

  I see Bell’s nipples rise from the water, little tufts of foam drip from her nipples as she sits. It feels like heaven, and it’s another place we have to tick off our sex list. That would be the best way to wake us both up.

  I lay my head back and enjoy the stronger jets of water thrashing against our bodies. I feel as if someone is continually kneading our bodies. Bell smiles and murmurs from the pleasure.

  “This tub feels fantastic,” Bell says.

  I turn the second dial and set it to invigorating. The water surges in a random pattern and there’s no constant flow. This now feels like there are a couple of people massaging you.

  “My god, what have you done?” Bell asks.

  “Invigorating, that’s what the dial says,” I reply.

  “Well, that’s right, my body is all over the place.” Bell giggles.

  The water jets thrust hard and tease our bodies. Bell opens her eyes. Her arms grip the tub rather than rest, and the foam builds higher and higher.

  “Ooh,” she says.

  “What’s that?” I ask.

  “My pussy, the water, it’s… ooh,” she says, giggling.

  “What are you laughing about?” I ask.

  “The water is tickling my pussy really bad, or I should say really good,” Bell replies.

  “Just enjoy it while it lasts,” I reply. I laugh at her face.

  Bell closes her eyes and rests her head back. I watch her breasts rise and fall as the water ebbs and flows. It looks as though her nipples have hardened since the dial has been turned to the current setting.

  Bell smiles and moans with pleasure, it’s like the tub is pushing her toward an orgasm. Her back arches and her legs are pushed against mine.

  “Ooh, Brent this is fantastic, my pussy is tingling.”

  “So, you don’t need me now you have the bathtub?” I ask.

  “That would be nice, but I think it feels nicer. Mmm. When you are oooooh, inside me,” she replies giggling and squirming.

  “It does feel good, though,” I say, agreeing with her.

  The water jets flow against my semi-hard shaft that’s slowly coming to a full erection. The water is swirling around my balls and head, and it feels like I have two women teasing me.

  My shaft reaches a full erection, and I feel my body aching. “You know, I think we have to christen the tub, I have a real-bad erection.”

  Bell opens one eye and looks at me. “You’ll have to wait a while, I’m enjoying this soooo, much,” she says.

  “It’s okay for you, you get a different sort of stimulation than I do.” I feel the water as it blasts against my balls.

  “They should change the dial to orgasmic, I’m halfway there already,” Bell says.

  “It would be fun to watch you cum in the bath with no extra stimulation,” I say.

  “I think there’s too much water, drain some out, and the jets will be so much stronger,” Bell says with a seductive grin on her face.

  I start to drain the water, I see the piles of foam swirling wildly as the water level drops.

  “Ooh fuck, right there,” Bell says.

  I stop the water draining, right on the mark she says, Bell arches her back and raises her hips. “Those jets of water are blasting straight up my pussy,” Bell says.

  “I want to cum with you so bad, or I could help?”

  “No don’t, just watch and enjoy. No fingers, just the power of water,” she coos.

  “Brent, oh my life. Fuck!!” Bell screams out.

  She pushes her body deeper into the water. I see her rocking her hips as she spread her legs wider across mine.

  “Brent, you are in so much trouble when we fuck,” Bell murmurs.

  “Why is that?” I ask.

  “I’m there… right now, and I feel as horny as ever.”

  “There is gold buried in them-there hills.”

  Bell

  “Felling dizzy and lightheaded doesn’t mean you’ve been spinning in circles.”

  My body feels like a total train wreck after having a moment in the tub, just from the power of the water jets. It must be the world’s largest dildo and not one that a woman could easily slip into her bag.

  I lift my head as if I’m possessed. I feel horny as hell and want to feel the touch of Brent’s hard shaft as soon as possible.

  “Brent, get me a damn towel as quickly as possible,” I say.

  “I thought we were going to christen the tub?’ he asks.

  “I have, you can christen it another time by yourself if that’s what you want. Right now, I want your sexy ass in our fucking bed.”

  Brent reaches for two towels from the rail. I step carefully from the tub as the water finally swirls into the drain. I wrap my body and step into the bedroom. Clothes are scattered on the bed. These quickly find their way to the floor.

  Brent walks out from the bathroom. He holds the towel with the opening at the front, his hard erection waves in front of him as he approaches the bed.

  “Why is the towel like that?” I ask.

  “I couldn’t wrap it, my cock is hard as hell, it was easier just to push it through the gap,” he says.

  “Drop your towel and step here, I want to taste you,” I say.

  Brent drops his towel onto the floor as he moves closer to me. I sit on the edge of the bed, his blistering erection looking as if it’s glowing against the paler skin of his body.

  “You’re a lot harder than normal,” I say, impressed.

  “I think it’s the hot water, I’m throbbing as if I want to explode,” he replies.

  Brent steps closer to me as I open my knees. I caress his tightened sack. I feel his balls inside, swirling inside my hand. I wrap my other fingers around his shaft and gently stroke his rock-hard member.

  “Ooh, my god,” Brent mumbles. His hips rock gently as they fall into the rhythm of my stroking fingers.

  He puts his hands on my shoulders to steady himself as his body rocks gently. I look at the hard head of his cock. I open my mouth and slide his shaft into the depth of my mouth. His pulse is bulging between my lips as I pull my head back up his hard cock.

  Brent tightens the grip of his fingers as I grip him harder with my lips. Now, his hips begin the thrash gently as I bob my head. The tempo increases as I suck harder on his iron-hard hotness.

  “Bell, that feels fantastic, it’s…”

  My tongue pushes against the slit in the head of his shaft. I feel Brent’s legs quiver wildly.

  “Fuck, that tickles and feels just fu,fu,fu, fantastic,” he mumbles wildly.

  My head bobs just over his swollen head. My tongue teases the sensitive skin under his shaft.

  “Bell, that’s just too much. I have to, I just have to fuck you, right now,” Brent murmurs.

  I pull my head from his cock and push my body further up the bed. “How do you want me?’ I purr.

  “I want to look into your eyes when you cum with me,” he says.

  “I’ve just cum once, so I’m not promising anything,” I reply.

  Brent looks at me. “Fuck it, I just want to feel your hot cunt wrapped around my cock.”

  I place my head on a couple of pillows. I grab a third and put it under the soft cheeks of my ass. The mound of my pussy is bared to Brent as I spread my legs wide. He makes his way in between my warm thighs, I feel his hips rubbing against my sensitive skin. I bite my lip in anticipation of his impending hardness being inside me.

  Brent wets his fingers and rubs the head of his shaft, he holds his cock and rubs the tip had against my wet lips. His body inches f
orward. He rubs his shaft up and down as my clit buds from the pressure from the tip of his arousal.

  His manhood plunges deep inside as we writhe against one another. The slow grinding of his hips against the junction of my thighs feels perfect. I feel my whole pussy on fire as my body seeks its second orgasm for total satisfaction.

  Brent drives his hard shaft into the depths of my hot pussy; his strokes increase and his slamming thrusts slap his body against mine. I raise my leg and place it over Brents' shoulder. He pulls it tight against his body and rests himself on one knee. Perfectly, he drives his cock harder down and further inside me as my body shivers beneath him.

  “Brent, I think I will cum a second time, that first was just a warm up,” I mumble.

  I lift my hand and caress my breast, my nipples like stones between my fingers. Brent grabs hold of my leg harder. I raise my other leg over his other shoulder, my back is bent but trying to arch.

  “Jesus, my pussy feels so tight like this,” I whisper.

  Brent groans with satisfaction as my pussy clenches his thick shaft and begins to draw the seed from his loins.

  “I am so close,” he says.

  “Faster and harder. I will cum with you,” I yelp.

  Brent holds my legs as he rams home. It’s done with gusto into my yielding body. I feel sensations flowing from my already-satisfied body. I raise my hips from the pillow as his body crashes against mine.

  “Brent, here it comes,” I squeal.

  I close my eyes and open my mouth. I suck in huge breaths and I feel my legs quivering and my hips thrashing wildly under Brent’s constant pounding.

  “Yes!” Brent groans out, breathlessly.

  His grip tightens on my legs. I feel the strokes of his hips shorten as he thrusts sharply. His cry of pleasure fills the bedroom as his pulsing climax takes over his manly force. His body releases his hot white cum and the pulsating waves of pleasure flow from him as he finally spills over inside of me. His final slamming thrusts force the last drops of his seed deep into my wanting core.