by Ashley Blake
“Oh Christian, that sounds amazing! Don’t worry, I will be all packed and ready to go by the time we have to check out. I’ll just pack tomorrow during the day.”
I looked at him and then glanced down at my dress and raised my eyebrows.
“So which shoes do you think I should wear with the dress?”
He selected a beautiful pair of crystal embellished strappy heels and a gorgeous but simple diamond necklace and stud earrings. A dainty bracelet finished off my look and, like I said before, I felt like a princess. I was wearing something I would see celebrities wear on the red carpet and it was hard to believe that it was actually happening to me. I looked at myself in the mirror and was stunned by my transformation. I was excited and nervous about the next night and I couldn’t wait for it to come.
Christian’s eyes slowly crawled over my body from head to toe and then his eyes settled in mind. “You are perfection.”
I felt tiny butterflies as he looked at me like that and I smiled at him.
“Thank you. I should probably take this off, I don’t want to get anything on it.”
When I was dressed in my clothes again, I had one last thought and I wanted to get Christian’s opinion.
“What do you think I should do with my hair tomorrow night?”
“Oh, I have that covered. A team of people will be here tomorrow to style you and help you get dressed.”
I walked over to him and casually draped my arms around his neck as my eyes searched his.
“You are so good to me, thank you.” I gave him a soft peck on the lips.
His hands slowly ran down my back, over my butt, giving it a gentle squeeze before resting on my hips.
“You are very welcome, and it is getting late and we both have a busy day tomorrow so I should walk you back to your room.”
I giggled at him. “Walk me back? It’s less than 50 feet to the door.”
He cracked a smile. “I know, but I had to say it that way because if I think too hard about the fact that you are so close I won’t be able to control myself and right now I need to stay in control.”
I lightly caressed his arm as I looked at him. “Are you sure you have to stay in control right now?”
He let out a low groan as his grip tightened on my hip.
“Don’t look at me like that…you’re killing me.”
I leaned in and kissed him gently on the neck.
“I don’t want to do that,” I lightly flicked his earlobe with my tongue, “I just want to make you feel good.”
He pulled my hips to his and I could feel his hard length through his pants.
“Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”
I looked at him and nodded and slowly brought his hand between my thighs so he could feel my wetness.
“This is what you’re doing to me.”
He slipped a finger inside my panties and I let out a soft moan as he caressed my slippery nub.
“You’re so wet, baby. You feel so good.”
In one swift movement he picked me up and walked over to his bed, setting me down gently as he climbed on top of me, holding my hands above my head. He leaned down and brushed his tongue across my lips before dipping it inside my mouth. We did nothing but kiss each other for several minutes and the intimacy between us was overwhelming. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and never let go. A minute later he released my wrists and just when I was about to wrap my arm around him he rolled off of me and looked at me.
“Stand up Eva and face me.” His tone was firm so I did what he said.
“Take off your dress.”
I slipped my dress off and waited for the next command.
“Take off your bra.”
As I slipped my arm out of the straps the cool air made my nipples hard.
Christian licked his lips as he stared at my nipples before raising his eyes to mine.
“Now the panties.”
I stepped out of them leaving them on the floor beside me.
“Now come here to me.”
I walked over to him and he turned me around slowly, his hands gliding over my ass. He gave each cheek a kiss and then ran his tongue up one and down the other.
“Mmmm, this ass is delicious. It’s so perfect.” He kneaded my globes as he kissed them and then he ran his fingertips up my legs to my thighs, slipping a hand between my legs, his fingers teasing my wet, sacred place. I had nothing to grab onto so I had to keep myself steady on my legs to keep from having my knees buckle.
Christian quickly took off his clothes and stood behind me, his hard dick at my ass and his hands sliding around my stomach to cup my full breasts. He teased my nipples as his lips trailed along my neck planting butterfly kisses. My hands covered his as he kneaded my breasts and I rolled my head to the side giving him better access as his tongue flicked my earlobe.
It felt so good, so right to be there with him and in that moment nothing else mattered. The feel of his tongue on my skin and his soft caresses were so sensual I didn’t want it to end. His hand slid into my hair, pulling my head back as his other hand tightened around my waist and he whispered in my ear.
“It’s time for you to obey me. Do not turn around until I tell you to.”
Christian stepped away from me and I heard him open the drawer of his bedside table and pull something out which made a clanking noise.
“Do you trust me, Eva?”
I was trembling a bit, both nervous and excited at the same time for whatever was about to happen.
“Yes, I do.”
“Put one arm behind your back.”
The cold hard metal clicked around my wrist and I knew it was a handcuff.
“Lie down on the bed, Eva and raise your arms above you, grabbing onto the bedposts.”
I did as he said as my wet pussy throbbed incessantly. Whatever was about to happen, I was ready for it. He clasped the other cuff around my wrist so that I was attached to the bed. He then picked up a long silk scarf and tied it around my head, covering my eyes.
“Spread your legs for me and raise you knees.”
I opened my legs and felt something at my rear door that made me flinch at first and then relax as it slowly slid into my ass. It was coated in lube and the size was just right, so it did not hurt at all. My pussy was dripping and I had no idea I could get such pleasure from backdoor fun. Christian worked three fingers into my dripping core while his mouth clamped down on one of my nipples as his other hand mercilessly squeezed and pinched my other breast. He kissed his way down my stomach to my core and his tongue flicked my clit, and explored every inch of my dripping wet pussy. I raised my hips to his tongue, wanting more pressure and the sensation from the device in my butt caught me off guard. Christian lapped at my clit, flattening his tongue as he moved his fingers around inside of me. I ground my hips against his tongue and as my ass muscles clenched, the thing in my butt caused incredible stimulation. Christian reached up and twisted my nipple and it threw me over the edge. I swear I thought I was going to black out as my orgasm hit me. My body convulsed like never before and I rode a long wave of pure ecstasy. Every inch of my body was pulsating and I had never had such a strong orgasm in my life. That butt thing was incredible and I wanted to know what he used. As I came down from my high, catching my breath, he told me to take a deep breath. I did and he slowly pulled the thing from my ass.
Without a word he unlocked the cuffs, took off my blindfold, rolled on a condom, flipped me on my stomach, raised my hips in the air and pounded into me. His hips pounded me like a jackhammer and I grabbed the duvet cover, wringing it in my hands, holding on for dear life. He caught himself before his orgasm and slowed down, flipped me back over, moving sensually inside of me. We were so in sync in that moment, our hips moving together, our bodies joined as one. He leaned down and kissed me and I wrapped my arms around him, raking my fingers through his thick hair. I wrapped my legs around his, lifting my hips to take him deeper and he could no longer hold back. He hammered me into the mattres
s and his body stiffened as he got ready to release. He began to shudder and then jerked as his orgasm shot to the surface, his hard body rocked by spasms.
We were both panting for air as we lay next to each other in silence for a minute. Christian rolled over and looked at me with a huge smile on his face.
“You nearly killed me. You know that, right?”
I giggled as I rubbed his arm.
“Ditto! What was that thing you used?”
“A butt plug, but it was very small since it was your first time. You looked like you enjoyed it.”
I smiled at him. “I did. I’ve never felt anything like it and I really liked the way it felt.”
“Good. Next time we’ll try one that is a little bit bigger.”
I was getting turned on by the thought of the next time and couldn’t wait until it happened.
He glanced at the clock and gently stroked my cheek.
“We are going to be exhausted tomorrow.”
I huddled closer to him as he wrapped an arm around me.
“It is well worth it.”
He kissed my forehead and rested his cheek against mine. “Leave your adjoining door unlocked tomorrow night and I will slip in after the gala. I am usually one of the last to leave because I have to talk to so many people so you will probably already be sleeping when I come in. I’ll just slip into bed with you if that’s okay.”
“What if I get in later than you? I might go clubbing with Evan or something.”
“Really? Clubbing in formal wear?”
I gave him a teasing smile. “It could happen.”
He chuckled. “Okay, I will leave my door unlocked so you just come on in if you get in later than me.”
I gave him a huge grin. “Perfect!”
He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight. “I want you to sleep here with me tonight, I don’t want to let you go.”
I snuggled even closer. “I hope you never do.”
Chapter Fifteen
The gala was being held in the ballroom in our hotel and by the time my ‘glam squad’ was done with me I barely recognized myself. I felt so glamorous and the only thing missing was Christian by my side. I tried not to let it bother me that we couldn’t go public with our relationship, but it sucked that I wasn’t able to be with the man I loved for my first formal event.
I didn’t see Christian before the gala because he had a meeting earlier in the day with clients and was accompanying them to the event. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he saw me. As much as I was looking forward to the gala and meeting all of the high profile people who would be there, I couldn’t wait until it was over and it was just the two of us exploring Europe.
Evan knocked on my door a couple of minutes later and he literally gasped when he saw me.
“Eva, darling, you are a vision. My cousin took very good care of you, it’s nice to see that he can do that.” He raised an eyebrow as he gave me a teasing look. “Hmmm, maybe someone is causing him to change. Every eye in that room is going to be on you tonight, mark my words.”
I smiled at him and did a little twirl. “Why thank you sweetness. I am so nervous about tonight, Evan. There will be so many people there who are big wigs. I have no idea what I am supposed to say to them.”
“Think of everyone in that room as an opportunity to get your name out there, and just talk about the work that you’ve done and what your experience has been like working for Locke Designs so far. Trust me, the word about your designs has already started to spread so people are going to be looking for you tonight.”
“Really? People are talking about me?”
“Yes, they are, and this is just the beginning for you, Eva. Shall we go?”
I grabbed my purse and checked myself one last time in the mirror. The nervousness I felt was nothing compared to the excitement I felt having Christian see me all done up. I was looking forward to a beautiful night.
The ballroom was packed when Evan and I walked in and I quickly scanned the room and did a quick walk-through to see if I could find Christian, but he was nowhere to be found. I assumed that he was still with his clients and he would be there eventually. I also looked around for Diane Locke and I felt a little disappointed because she was not there either.
I got a drink from the bar and walked around looking for Evan when I literally bumped into Pierre. I was surprised to see him there because he had been fired and without thinking I blurted out my question.
“Pierre! What are you doing here? I thought you were let go.” As soon as I said the words I knew that I probably should have just kept my mouth shut.
He gave me a smug little smirk as his eyes slowly looked me up and down before holding my gaze.
“Oh Eva, you have so much to learn. Do you have any idea who my father is?”
“Why would I?” I loathed his smug superiority.
“He was Christian’s father’s best man at his wedding so you see, I would never be let go. I was simply reassigned to a different department. My talent and connections run deep, my dear, I’m not going anywhere.”
Once again his eyes slowly crawled over my body, bright with admiration.
“You look stunning, Eva. Who is your date this evening?”
I really didn’t want to talk to him anymore so I looked around trying to look as bored as possible. I know it was rude but I didn’t care. He was gross.
“Evan, he’s around here somewhere.”
He raised his eyebrows in a way that irritated me.
“Oh. I’m sure he has found some chap to spend his time with. Not to burst your bubble, as you Americans say, but you, my dear, are not his cup of tea.”
“Do you really think I don’t know that?” I snapped. “Evan is my friend and we enjoy each other’s company.” I was done with him. He was beyond rude and I realized I was wasting precious time talking to him when I could have been mingling with more important people. I barely glanced at him as I walked away.
“Enjoy your evening.”
I took a sip of wine, took a deep breath and walked over to one of the executives I had met briefly during one of our many meetings while we were designing the store.
“Mr. Legrand?”
Thankfully he was just observing the room so I was not interrupting a conversation. He greeted me with a smile.
“Yes. Oh, Ms. Steele, how lovely you look.”
“Thank you, sir, and please call me Eva.”
“Well then, you shall call me Martin.”
“Okay, Martin. I wanted to ask your opinion about a Dubai themed room. I have an idea for a store back in Chicago and I want to bring elements of the Middle East to the space but don’t want it to be overwhelming. I have seen many of your gorgeous designs in Designs Today, Architectural Digest, Cutting Edge Design and many other publications, and really value your opinion.”
“First, let me say that I love your enthusiasm and spirit. I understand you played a major part in the design of the store, Ciel Pur, and you were not just an observer. That is very impressive for someone so new to the industry.”
I know he was trying to say that it was impressive for someone so young, but I’m sure he did not want to offend me even though I would not have been offended. Talking to Mr. Legrand was an opportunity of a lifetime.
“Thank you, I really appreciate that. I enjoyed every minute working on this project.”
We talked for quite a while and he gave me a lot of wonderful ideas which I mentally had to record because I didn’t have my tablet or my phone with me so I could take notes. When we were done I thanked him for taking the time to talk with me and before I walked away he asked for my business card. I had forgotten that the company had those made for me because I had never had a business card. And of course I’d left them in my hotel room, not thinking that I should probably bring a bunch with me to the gala.
“I am so embarrassed but I mistakenly left them up in my room. I will be back in five minutes.”
“Okay, just loo
k for me, I’ll be around. I have a few people I can put you in touch with. There is no such thing as too much exposure so as soon as you give me your information I will pass it along.”
I hurried up to my room, silently kicking myself for not bringing my cards with me to the gala. The fact that Martin Legrand was offering to pass my information along was huge and it was an opportunity I did not want to screw up. I walked into my room and rifled through my desk drawer looking for my cards and when I finally found them I turned to hurry back downstairs when I could have sworn I heard voices in Christian’s adjoining room. I pressed my ear to the door and felt sick to my stomach when I definitely heard a female voice in his room.
