by Vivien Vale
I make vodka soda with lime, and have a little glass of orange juice.
"Hey Leo, where are we on that dinner?"
His cock is still hard and he's likely not thinking about food but my stomach is grumbling.
"Come here," he says all domineering.
I sip my drink and tentatively walk towards him.
What does Leo have in store for me now?
Before I can protest or realize what's happening Leo sweeps me up off the floor and marches us both to his room.
My vodka soda splashes across his back and I place it on the bar on the way past.
"Leo, God, fuck. Give me a minute."
"No way."
He tosses me on the bed. And then there's a glint of something dark and mischievous in his eyes. He says to turn around and put my hands behind my back. I obey but turn my head enough to see him pull a perfectly steamed tie from the wooden rack in the corner. He wraps it around my wrists and makes some kind of complicated knot.
"What are you? A sailor? How'd you learn to tie a knot like that?"
He smirks and says, "hush."
Then he's pulling me across the bed by my ankles as if I weigh nothing at all. My hands are tied and I can't escape not that I would want to. Pulling my ass in the air he lines his hips up to me and I can feel that giant cock. A shiver of fear and anticipation takes me over. What ecstatic heights will he bring me to tonight?
He's standing and I'm at the edge of the bed, bent over, spread wide to his every whim. My ass is in line with cock and I wonder if he's going to take it that far.
I lay my face down on the bed and look to the side, wondering what my fate will be. I can see him behind me getting ready to fuck my brains out but by which hole I don't know.
He slaps my ass and it stings. He slaps it again and I yelp. On the third slap, he's entering me.
I'm not sure if I'm riding the high from the pain of the slap or from his massive cock forcing my pussy to open past my limits.
"Oh, Leo, it feels so fucking good."
Thank God he's not ass fucking me. I'm not prepared for an orgasm like that tonight. I'd die for his cock though, anywhere he wants it to be.
"That's my girl."
I tell him what he wants to hear, he doesn't have to drag it out of me because it's the earnest fucking truth. I want him in all ways, especially when he ties me up and fucks me hard like this. It's a good thing I came before because it'll be easier and more intense than ever to ride that wave again.
He pumps into me easily because I'm so drenched in pre-cum.
"Mmm, you're ready for me aren't you?"
"Yes, Leo. I want it...fuck, I need you."
Telling him that sets him off like a goddamn rocket ship. He pushes and forces and thrusts his way to paradise. He grabs my hair and I'm screaming for more. The intensity builds up and it rises to a peak before I explode all around him again and again. I'm crying his name and it gets him off.
He thrusts harder and harder until with one final pump and a deep gasp he reaches his own bliss. I feel the warmth of his cum streaming out of me and in all directions.
My pussy is drenched with both our juices and it feels so wet and sticky.
He circles my clit with his finger and it causes small volcanic eruptions to course through me. I'm having multiple orgasms.
The feeling of this is heightened in knowing that he's my man forever. The past is behind us and the danger is behind us. We're celebrating our future now and it feels full of sexual promise.
Especially as Leo empties the final remnants of his load into me. He pulls out and massages my ass for good measure before untying that hell of a knot.
"Okay, now I'm truly spent," I say languidly, still enjoying the dream of total contentment.
"Come with me," he pulls me up and I follow him to the main part of the penthouse.
I lie back, grab my drink, and wait.
He's on the phone with the chef from one of the restaurants downstairs. He sees me watching him and smiles in that crooked way that I love. I can't believe we're reunited at last. Now that he's busy I have time consider all that was said and done.
Jax basically admitted to forcing Leo to leave me. Anger at my brother steams to the surface but I try not to let it ruin this moment. The nerve of my stupid brother to ruin my life like that. Leo and I could've been together all these years.
He's coming towards me and I let him snag my drink for a quick sip.
"Yum. Make me one?"
"Of course. I love to play bartender."
I rise and mix him the best vodka soda I can. I infuse it with plenty of lime and top of the line vodka.
This is a vision of what my life could be. Leo and I, relaxed and in love. Me making him drinks, him ordering food, the massages, the workouts, the days spent together, clubbing, and dining, and traveling, and talking...it all could be mine. It is mine. Finally.
He's adventurous but chill, authoritative but sweet, but most of all, he's devoted to me. He worships the ground I walk on.
Now that I know the truth I realize that everything he's done was for me. It was all to make me safe and to make me his .
Dinner arrives and he has them make up the table on the terrace. It's like a scene from a movie with candles lit, wine chilling, and fairy lights everywhere, snaking through the topiary. I think his balcony may be my favorite part of the penthouse because it's far removed yet right within the city. I feel like I'm where all the action is, not missing out on anything, and yet able to relax up here.
"Sienna," he pulls a chair out for me and I gladly take a seat, anxious to replenish myself.
He removes the warming cover to the plate which reveals filet mignon and veggies. It looks so good and is just what I need after a long day.
"How did you know I love red meat?"
"I could tell you needed the extra iron after the day you've been through."
He's right and thinking of it sends me into a flashback of the guy with the gun at my head.
"How will I ever recover from that?" I ask hoping he can provide the answer and the outlet I need.
Leo reaches across the table and grabs my hand.
"I'll help you. I'm here. And don't forget all the extra security outside. They'll be your constant companions."
"Thanks," I say.
I know he's got me covered. He didn't let me die today and there's a freedom in that for the future.
"You're always gonna be there for me, huh?"
He looks up in a funny way like the answer is obvious, "Of course."
"So even if my brother threatens to bring down all hell you'll still be there for me?"
He smiles, "Of course. I'd say I'd be the one threatening him now."
We laugh because it's true. Leo's risen to such a position of power that it eclipses even that of my brother Jax.
"But Sienna," he says in honesty. "I left because I really believed I didn't deserve you. Even if Jax hadn't been overprotected I might not have been ready. I needed to find myself first and to prove to myself that I can do anything, do you see?"
Knowing that maybe our separation was meant to happen because we both needed to grow up a little bit helps relieve the pain. And it helps me not to want to kill Jax.
"Well, that's good news for my brother because now I might want to forgive him."
"You should. He was just looking out for your best interest. Besides I would have found you, one day."
"I'm glad that day is now."
"Me too."
We eat under the stairs that are dimmed a little by his balcony lights. It's romantic and perfect and just the thing I need to reenergize me and to ground me back into he fact that I'm really gonna be with Leo...forever.
Leo
After dinner, I play some music and lead her back inside. I know she's tired. It's been the longest day but it's also the first day that we've been free. There's no more secrets and no more danger so the world is ours for the taking.
She needs to rest
though. So when she curls up on the couch and falls fast asleep I let her. Watching her sleep has its own joy.
Sienna is so fucking perfect. And she’s all goddamn mine.
I take the opportunity to unwind with a glass of scotch and then I start making my plans to employ more security at the casino. My team did a great job of helping to find her today, but I'll need to know where Sienna is at all times. With loving her comes a fear of losing her that can only be squelched by my being even more in control of everything.
I make some phone calls even though it's late. The world stops for me, day or night, the benefit of having money. By morning I'll have this place reinforced and only then will I feel like things are good.
She sleeps softly and after I've made my calls I can't help but want more of her. Gently I pick her up in my arms and she doesn't even wake. I place her in my huge bed and she looks so small, curled up into a ball. The sight of her, occupying that space where I've never even let another woman stay the night, well it completes everything.
It was Sienna all along that I was missing. And now that I have her here I feel excited about life and optimistic. We have our entire futures left to get to know each other again and to deepen what we have. I want it to go ever deeper, ever more, and even further.
I can't imagine there's much territory we haven't covered but that's the thing about her, each day is something new and interesting and better than the last.
She's beyond comparison. I couldn't do better than this. I finally have what I want.
I look at her for awhile as she sleeps before finally removing my clothes and sliding in next to her. I hold her and she seems to know even in dreamland that I'm there. My body dwarfs her own and it feels so good to know this is the first of many nights we'll spend together like this.
I let myself catch some shut-eye. I don't need much sleep but after a day like what we've had even I need more rest.
I wrap my body around her and contain her easily under my frame. She seems to like the feeling of it because she pulls me in close.
We sleep for a few hours and I dream of what I always dream about...conquering Vegas and by extension the world.
We toss and turn throughout the night and it just feels right to sleep by her side, not something I'd ever think to say about a woman.
And then I wake. It's still the middle of the night but I need Sienna. I lightly stroke her breasts and I bend over her and take one in my mouth. These perfect tits are mine forever. I stroke my finger across her torso and kiss her stomach. This taut stomach is mine forever. And I move down to her pussy and lick and suck all the juices out...mine forever.
She awakens, likely to the warmth rising in her belly. I'm going down on her with passion and my cock is getting so fucking hard. She grasps my hair and moans. I swivel my tongue around her clit and then slip two fingers into her now swollen slit.
"Please, Leo, fuck me. I need you."
She pulls me up to her but I grip her hands tightly to her sides and continue my work. She hasn't seen heaven yet and I won't stop until she does.
I twist and torment her little jewel and massage my fingers against her G-spot. She moves her hips, trying to get more of me but I hold her down steady. Not yet my princess.
Her climax arrives at the exact time I want it to. I feel her tremble beneath my mouth. It's hot to suck all the cum out of her. She tastes like a sweet and salty snack.
Before she can settle down too much I rise and meet her mouth so that she can kiss me and taste herself. It turns me on to see her submit with such pleasure to my control. She's kissing me furiously, aching for more, desirous of nothing but me inside of her.
I take my sweet time because I want to tantalize her but it's just as hard on me. My cock is literally pounding, dying to feel Sienna's tightness.
I kiss her breasts some more and bite her nipples so that I can feel her slightly shake with anticipation of what's to come.
"Tell me what I want to hear," I say and she knows what I mean.
She looks away, blushing, not wanting to admit that she needs me to dominate her.
"Come on," I place my cock so that just the tip is entering her.
Then I pull out and slide my shaft along her pussy lips, up and down, so that she feels what she's missing. It works because the torment is written across her face.
"Fine, okay, mercy," she says with a sexy flush to her cheeks, at once playing with me but knowing she is at my fucking mercy. "Leo, I want you and only you...and mostly I want that gigantic cock inside of me now."
I plunge right in and the relief I feel is damn near glorious at finally being in her. She feels so fucking wet and tight.
She pulls my face towards her and looks up at me. I can't help but peer down at her and then we connect in that special way. She knows it. I know it. We have something unique.
I thrust in and out. She spreads her legs open for me to reach the maximum depth that I can. My cock is hitting up against the back of her sweet wetness. Her hands are on my ass pulling me in closer but the whole time we're fucking our eyes are affixed on one another.
She's exquisite...my soul mate.
I push in and out, ever deeper, and soon she's gushing and euphoria is written across her face. She's calling my name and convulsing. The effect of seeing her come undone, so genuinely happy to have me inside her, well it makes me unleash.
I blast my cream into her sopping wet pussy. She's crying out and loving every minute of it.
"Leo, I'm coming again. Fuck..."
This girl, my God, she's got the ability to come so much. Every night she's having multiple orgasms.
I collapse on top of her. She strokes the beads of sweat that coat my back. I fall to the sheets and she nestles up to me.
It's all over. Even I'm done for. Exhausted beyond repair. We curl into each and fall into a happy sleep knowing our future's at last secure.
Sienna
I smooth my hands over the short black wig that I wore my first night of being an escort. It's kind of an ode to the past and it's also part of the seduction package that I'm willing to put on.
I own the Inner Sanctum now, and in all seriousness, it's still just as sexy as ever. Only now instead of having to be groped by that disgusting old man Roger, or any of his clients, I'm in charge. And I ensure my girls are kept safe.
I walk out onto the floor where the big players are hedging their bets. Just like that very first night, I can feel his eyes on me from across the room. I look up, and instead of anger at me being handled by some other guy, desire is written all over his face.
He mouths the words, "I love you."
I feel my pulse start to race as things in the Inner Sanctum begin to heat up. This is only the beginning, and it's like this every night.
I take my place among the women.
I sell them to eager people for a very high price.
They relish the attention...and, of course, the money. Everything is safe and kept above board. My clients feel like winners because they are.
Flanked by beautiful women, each one has the chance to be envied. Our little sanctum is in the envy of all of Vegas.
Everyone wants in, but only a select few are allowed. This ups the IT factor. We’re the place to see and be seen.
I play host to celebrities, millionaires, and billionaires who all want in on the game. My pleasure, though, lies in being watched by one man...Leo.
He runs this casino and he runs this town. With me by his side, we’re both actually happy for once in our lives.
Only time will tell how thoroughly we can make up for the past, but trust me, Leo makes every night feel like I've hit the jackpot.
He takes me to new heights, the bliss and pleasure beyond description. Yet it always hinges on these beginning moments of tantalizing temptation when the evening's just starting and he can't yet have me.
I take the new girl, Emily, across the room to meet the richest power players in town. She deserves it. She’s young and beautiful an
d trying to pay for college. I told her to give me a week and I'd have her all paid up.
"Get ready, honey, you're about to go big."
I take her up to the poker table that's hidden from view by many layers of velvet curtains. This is where I keep the best of the best.
"Who do you have for us tonight, Sienna?" one of the richest billionaires in town asks. His name is Gary, and he's one of my favorites.
"This is Emily. She's about to make your night very exciting. Just give her a chance to get comfortable and by the end of the night I'll see you eating from the palm of her hand."
They laugh and accept Emily into the fold. Lucky girl that she found me. The other operations in town are just terrible, and I hate to think of how many women lose themselves to men who have no respect for them, who force themselves on them.
It's sad, but my brother Jax is going about trying to change all that. He was reelected as Senator, and he's even earned my respect for turning the tables on the escort industry. He sees my vision now, and it didn't take long. It's what I thought I was getting myself into when I started, it's what all women think. But now we’ve made that a reality.
Jax is taking sexual abuse to the Senate floor, and from what I hear, he’s making headway.
As for me? I'm happy here with Leo and don't plan on changing anything anytime soon. We've made a little love nest in the penthouse apartment.
I call it home because home is wherever Leo is. We could live in a cardboard box for all I care. He'd still be mine and I would be his...forever.
We're about to make it official but I'm no bridezilla. Leo's trying to get me to plan a really big wedding but we're married already in our hearts and minds so I don't see what the big deal is.
If it were up to me we'd go down to the Little Vegas Wedding Chapel and get it done tonight. As it is, I think he's sweeping me away to Venice or something for the nuptials. All I care about is the honeymoon and I've made that perfectly clear. Me plus him on a beach equals Pleasure Island.
He's staring at me now in that way of his—the one that makes me need to go change my panties—and I wonder if we'll even make it to the beds tonight or if he'll have to fuck me in the powder room of the Inner Sanctum first.
