The Money Talks

by Cherry Kay

  “Fuck, Ari, you’re driving me insane.”

  Her chest was heaving as she panted with need, her eyes were wide, and of course her teeth captured her fucking lip.

  She was all waxed and her skin was perfectly smooth. It was like she knew he would be taking her that night and got herself ready all for him. Mark had one knee on the seat and the other on the floor of the car while he rested Ari’s knees on his shoulders. One foot touched the backseat window and her other foot was against the headrest of the passenger seat. Mark gently held open her folds with his fingers and slipped a finger into her soaking hot pussy. He was right, she was deliciously tight and he could feel her silkiness clench around his finger even tighter. Mark’s cock jammed against his jeans and he ignored the pain. First he would have a taste and then drive them to his hotel where Mark would bury himself deep inside her over and over again.

  Mark flicked his tongue against her clitoris and she cried out, calling his name. The caveman she had created inside of Mark beat his chest in triumph. Mark was making her feel good, him and no one else. Ari’s hand pushed through his hair and she gripped it tight as he continued to flick his tongue against her and pushed his finger in and drew it out slowly before repeating. Mark’s name was a litany on her lips and the sound of her saying it in absolute pleasure would force Mark to either explode in his damn jeans or fuck her in the backseat of her car soon.

  Mark licked and sucked at her sensitive flesh and she clawed at the seat while pulling his hair. Mark didn’t know how this could have gotten any fucking better. He had never had fantasies as good as this one.

  Mark could tell when she was about to come as she squeezed his finger so tightly he could feel the sensation echoed around his cock. Mark gently bit down on her clit and she burst at the seams, crying out Mark’s name in pure ecstasy as her back bowed and he drank up every drop of her rush of heat. Her delicious pussy spasmed and squeezed around his finger so hard he lost himself and came in his damn jeans.

  “Fuuuuck… Ari what are you doing to me?” Mark groaned while she came down from her high, panting and blinking as if she had spots in her vision.

  “Did… did you…?”

  Mark closed his eyes, nodding. “You make me feel like a damn virgin. You’re so fucking sexy, Ari.”

  She bit her lip, looking genuinely shy and he fixed her legs before he licked his lips and pressed a kiss to hers, playfully biting down on that lip.

  “I’m going to drive us to my hotel now and you’re going to be missing for quite a while.” She nodded and Mark grabbed the keys from the floor and went around to the front of the car. Ari pulled on her pants and ran her fingers through her hair to attempt to look like she wasn’t just feasted on in the backseat of her car.

  “Do you know how to get there?” she asked, still breathless from the backseat. Mark smiled and then nodded.

  “Yeah, it’s on the beach. Not too far from here.” Mark glanced down at his pants as he pulled up to the hotel. He should just park it in the garage himself forget about valet. Mark parked and then hurried out of the car. He opened Ari’s door for her and pressed her against the car for a kiss. She clung to his arms and Mark groaned against her lips.

  “No touching me until we’re in your room, otherwise we’ll never get there,” Ari said when she broke the kiss.

  Mark nodded and then walked ahead of her, keeping his hands to himself. They walked through the garage entrance and caught an empty elevator out of the view of the lobby. Mark slid his key card into the console and they rode up to the top floor.

  The elevator opened up into his suite and Mark pulled Ari around her waist toward him and out into the foyer. She landed against his chest and Mark picked her up, carrying her into the living room area then set her down on the couch.

  “Please undress. Like, at the speed of light, Ari.”

  Ari got over the shock of how Mark hauled her in and to the couch and she pulled her shirt over her head and Mark’s eyes zeroed in on her perfect breasts nestled into a soft buttercup lace bra. Mark could make out her large nipples through the fabric; they were puckered and begged for attention. Mark forgot about pulling off his pants when she went to unclasp her bra.

  “No, no… leave that on for me.” Mark pulled off his pants and all but ripped the damn shirt from his chest.

  Ari took everything off but her bra and Mark’s eyes glazed over at how beautiful she looked with her delicious brown skin and full curves. Her hair fell over her shoulders to the tops of her breasts. His cock stood at attention and her eyes roamed all over Mark’s body, stopping almost hungrily on what wanted her attention the most. If she touched him, he wouldn’t be able to stand it.

  Mark stepped closer to her and knelt down, his hands went to their favorite place on her body. Her tiny waist just made her curves all the more noticeable. He caressed her soft skin and trailed feather light kisses across her belly, causing her to shiver, and up to her breasts. Mark sucked on her nipple through the lace and she whimpered; her hands went to his hair, restless and wanting more.

  Mark pulled the cups of her bra down, trussing her breasts up for him to feast on. He sucked one taut nipple into his mouth and ran his tongue around it. She arched and he took her other nipple into his mouth while watching her eyes close at the sensations he elicited. Mark let her nipple pop free from his mouth and he blew on it, she moaned and he moved his hand down to her thigh. He needed to get inside, Mark couldn’t hold back any longer.

  “Are you on birth control, Ari?” Mark asked and she opened her eyes, looking at him clearly as she nodded.

  “I got the DEPO shot last week,” she whispered, her eyes glazed over with need as his finger slipped into her wet folds. Mark had heard of that birth control and he was glad she was on it because he didn’t want any barriers between Ari and him. Mark just wanted to feel her, only her.

  He climbed on top of her and rested her leg on his shoulder while he slid into her. Ari’s back bowed as her eyes widened and a shocked gasp left her lips. Her hand tightly gripped Mark’s waist and her other hand clawed at his back. She felt like heaven. Mark burrowed his face into her hair and neck and groaned. She was tighter than he could have imagined and she was squeezing him even tighter still.

  “Please, I need you to move, Mark…” Ari begged and Mark nibbled on her neck and cursed when her silky heat squeezed even tighter.

  He pulled out of her a fraction and then sank deep, touching the very heart of her. Ari cried out and whispered his name. The husky sound, full of the pleasure she was feeling, ignited Mark’s blood and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He pumped into her hard and deep, which drove them both crazy.

  “Mark!” Ari screamed his name as she shattered around him. Her sex milked him in tight 100spasms. If Mark held back his own release any more, he was sure sure he would kill himself. Mark knew she said she was on birth control, but he needed to see his release on her light brown skin. Mark needed to mark her as his, because for as long as he had her, she would be. Mark pulled out just as her spasms began to subside and he roared as the orgasm crashed over him. Mark spurted all over her belly and his eyes blazed when he saw that his release reached her breasts as well.

  Mark’s cock didn’t soften; just the sight of her like that made him completely ready for another round. He picked her up and took her into the bedroom. He was going to make love to her in every possible way that he could.

  ***

  Mark’s eyes roamed over Ari’s exhausted body as she slept soundly on his bed. She passed out after her last orgasm and now Mark had managed to keep her in his bed overnight. He stood up and walked into the bathroom to get a damp washcloth so he could clean her up a little. Mark walked back into the bedroom and almost reluctantly wiped off his possession of her. Mark might have thought it was sexy, but he doubted she wanted to wake up all sticky.

  When he finished cleaning her off, he slid into bed and she automatically snuggled up against his chest. This fierce instinct rose up in Mark’s ches
t, but he didn’t know how to define it. Mark wanted her, that much was obvious. Maybe this was need; he had become addicted to Ari and had no control over it. The realization scared him and humbled him all the same. He had never felt like this for any woman. Ever.

  Mark sighed and decided to get up and do some work; maybe after he got a dose of real life those ridiculous feelings would subside and everything would go back to normal. Just as Mark was about to extract himself from Ari, she rested her head over his heart, her hand slipped around his waist and her hair fell onto his chest. Mark brushed her hair behind her ear and kissed the top of her head. Work could wait until morning. He held her firmly against him and fell asleep quickly.

  Waking up was a reluctant annoyance and Mark tried to hold onto sleep as long as he could, until he felt her stretching in his arms and he remembered that he brought heaven home with him. Mark’s eyes opened to find curious green ones looking up at him. She brushed hair from her face and then reached up to do the same for Mark.

  “Good morning, beautiful.” Mark smiled at her and she smiled at him shyly while nibbling on her lip. “What are you thinking?” Mark asked, as it was obvious she wanted to say something, but for once wasn’t coming right out and saying it.

  “That this must be a dream or something…”

  Mark chuckled and then pressed his lips to hers. “Nope, not a dream, baby. I’m all yours.” Mark grinned at her playfully, but deep down he was afraid that was all too true.

  Ari laughed and sat up.

  “Sure… I guess I’ll hold on to that fantasy a little longer,” she said wistfully and then stood up. Crooking her finger at him, she beckoned Mark to follow her into the bathroom. Who the hell was he to turn down that invitation? Mark chased her into the shower and they took way too long trying to wash up and get ready for the day.

  Chapter3

  Clarissa

  Ari stood out in the living room of Mark’s suite and sipped a cup of coffee while she enjoyed the view of the beach below them. Mark was in the room on his phone. As soon as it started going off, it almost wouldn’t stop. It’s to be expected though, with the wealth and responsibility Mark wielded, she bet he hardly had time for himself during worldwide business hours.

  “Sorry, I know I said we’d head to brunch like half an hour ago, but I had to take care of a few things. You ready to go now?” he asked as he came up behind her, slipping his hands around her waist and pulling her back against his chest. He felt so good, Ari could easily see herself getting used to being wrapped up in his arms. She couldn’t get attached to him, though; it was illogical really.

  “Yeah I’m ready, as long as there’s coffee I don’t mind waiting. I know you’re a busy guy.” Mark bent his head to kiss her on the neck and Ari shivered. Must he be so affectionate?

  “Good. So what does your day look like as far as responsibilities you might have to take care of?” Mark asked as he took her hand and led her to the elevator. Well, she was supposed to go visit her mom and sisters today, but she would just have to make sure she gave Mom a call at some point. Other than that, Tuesdays were really free and clear for Ari.

  “Not much, usually I check in on me a few times throughout the week. It’s weekends when I’m there as much as the managers.” Mark smiled as if he had just heard the best news in the world. Ari couldn’t help but smile at his giddy expression.

  “Good, then you can hang out with me. We’ll visit the spot where my new hotel is to be built and then you can come with me as I go shopping for a condo nearby.” They stepped into the elevator and Ari pressed the button for the garage before the elevator doors slid closed.

  “You’re buying a place down here, too?” He tucked his shirt into his pants. He was dressed all business casual that day with a white and blue striped button-down tucked into light grey dress pants and open at the collar.

  “I always buy a place near my hotels or resorts, in case I have to fly in on an emergency and don’t have time to book a room anywhere,” he replied as if it were common sense.

  Well, Ari guessed it would be convenient in those cases, even if it grew to be a bit excessive. Mark had hotels all over the globe; the amount of real estate he owned must be ridiculous. He was Mark Robinson, though; when you’ve got it, you’ve got it.

  “So where are you putting your new hotel?” she asked as he took her car keys from her when they reached the garage. She wondered if he’d ever let her drive again while they were together.

  “Near Las Olas Marina. We’ll have great views of the ocean. I always love opening beachfront. I’m a sucker for a view of the water.” Mark grinned at Ari as he pulled out of the parking garage and into traffic.

  “So are you looking for a place on one of the isles?”

  Mark nodded, smiling. “Yeah, I’d be happy with one room and a bathroom as long as it has a great ocean view.”

  Ari laughed, she honestly couldn’t imagine Mark living in a tiny studio.

  “You laugh now, but I’ve lived in worse before I made a name for myself.”

  Ari sobered and remembered hearing Mark’s success story once. He started from bussing tables in a hotel restaurant to owning that same hotel and then several others before he really started growing his empire across the world in tourist destinations.

  “Do you still have the same ideals from when you were younger and bussing tables?” Ari asked.

  Mark tilted his head a little as he thought about Ari’s question. After a long pause, she thought he decided not to answer so Ari turned to look out the window. She recognized the area and the Cuban restaurant she and her sister were at yesterday. The place did have really great Cuban coffee and breakfast.

  Mark parked the car and got out to open Ari’s door for her. He was affectionate and a gentleman. Mark was going to ruin Ari. They were seated quickly and water was brought to the table along with some buttery Cuban bread.

  “I like to think that I do… but back then, my ideals were closely rooted with my morals and those have skewed a great deal with the level of success I’ve achieved.” His statement almost confused Ari, and then she realized he was finally answering her question.

  “Your morals or your ideals?” she asked innocently enough while she took a drink of water and he picked up a slice of bread picking off a piece absently.

  “My ideals… and that’s pushed my morals aside sometimes. More times than I’d like to admit, honestly.” He sighed and put the piece of bread in his mouth.

  Great, now Ari had depressed him into emotional eating. “I didn’t mean to ask such a heavy question, I was just curious,” she said and Mark waved off Ari’s apology.

  “It’s okay. I like that you aren’t afraid to speak your mind. Anyway, I want you to know about me… just like I want to know you.” Flashes of last night made their way to the forefront of Ari’s mind. She’d say he knew her quite intimately.

  “I’m not that interesting… Strike that, I am interesting, just not as interesting as I think you are.”

  Mark laughed as the waitress came by their table. She took one look at Mark and Ari expected her to completely swoon, instead she smiled politely and then turned her attention to Ari to ask what they’d be having for drinks. Wow, this had to be the most professional waitress on the planet. If Ari were waiting on Mark, regardless if she knew who he was or not, Ari would be staring at him open mouthed.

  “I’ll stick with the water, but I would like a shot of espresso,” Mark asked and Ari ordered a café con leché. The waitress promised to be right up with their drinks.

  “You ordered without looking at the menu.”

  Ari nodded, smiling sheepishly.

  “I should have figured you’d know all the good places to eat around here.”

  Ari giggled and they sat in comfortable silence while deciding what they would order to eat.

  “So… who was that guy I almost pushed in front of a car the other night?” Mark asked in passing, as if it wasn’t a big deal, but when Ari looked up at him, she s
aw curiosity and bit of concern in his features.

  “Darrel. He's my ex-fiancé. We split just before I could really start anything with me. We were going to co-own the lounge, but he screwed up so…” Ari trailed off, not really wanting to talk about Darrel at all.

  “How’d he screw up?”

  Ari held in her sigh and was about to answer him when the waitress saved her. The waitress set their drinks down and took their orders quickly before walking away from the table just as quickly.

  “He, um… he got really possessive and angry all the time. It led to a giant fight that ended badly.”

  Mark’s eyebrows furrowed. He looked like he wanted to hunt Darrel down.

  “If it ended how I think it ended, you should file a restraining order against him, he shouldn’t come anywhere near you,” Mark said passionately and Ari was briefly floored by his reaction. Why did he care so much anyway? “So was he why you needed another investor then? After the split?”

  Ari nodded and Mark smirked almost reluctantly.

  “I have to say I’m glad you guys split then; it brought you to me.”

  The corner of Ari’s mouth lifted and she shook her head at him. Of course he’d say something like that, melting her heart just a little more.

  “I want you to know that at any time we can renegotiate our contract to where I’m an active investor. If you ever have a slow week, call me. me will always be taken care of.” His sincerity threw Ari further off balance and she feared that soon she wouldn’t be able to catch herself from falling.

  “Thank you… for everything Mark, you really made my dream come true when you wrote me that check,” Ari told him in all honesty. Mark grinned cockily and Ari readied herself to roll her eyes, anticipating some lame remark.

  “That’s me, Mark Robinson, making dreams come true.” Ari laughed instead and he chuckled, his eyes never left hers.