Chained to You, Vol. 3-4

by Alexia Praks

  Savanah tugged at my arm to get my attention. "Why are you smiling?" she asked. "It looks like you saw something amusing."

  I straightened my face immediately and shook my head. Gosh, I had no idea I was smiling at all. "No, it's nothing," I said, and then I changed the subject. "Aren't you going to show me around?"

  Savanah looked surprised at my request. "Did you want to take a look around?"

  I nodded. "Of course."

  "Okay, come on, then."

  We were heading toward the stairs when Savanah said to William, "I'm going to show Mia around, all right?"

  I saw William nod. Savanah smiled appreciatively at his approval and happily went up the stairs. I noted her steps were light, as if she had a sort of happy bounce.

  On the landing of the first floor, I felt my breath catch at the back of my throat as I gazed at the view before us. "Wow!" My eyes grew wide with wonder. "It's a very nice view here."

  Savanah nodded. "Yes, it is, isn't it?"

  A moment later, after I was sated with the beautiful scenery of Las Vegas, Savanah led me about, inspecting the rooms. There were three bedrooms: the master I assumed belonged to William and the smaller one Savanah's. The smallest one was set up as a guest room. Back on the ground floor, there was William's office, which I had a sneak peek quickly, and there was also the library, which apparently was Savanah's favorite place. She claimed it was her safe haven, and she'd been spending the majority of her day there reading books when William wasn't around.

  I smiled, thinking I'd be doing the same if James's suite were to have a library. Then I wondered about his mansion back in L.A., rather hopeful there was such a place there in the house somewhere. Of course, I'd spent most of my time during the day there when James wasn't around, too.

  Savanah drew my attention away from the library and led me across the hallway toward another room. Upon opening the door, I realized it was a gym, fully equipped with a cross trainer, treadmill, and all the equipment one could think of and use in a professional gym to stay fit and healthy. Of course, Savanah cheekily claimed she had been using the treadmill quite regularly in the morning, too.

  Once she had shown me all the rooms in the penthouse, we headed back to the open-plan living area. There I saw a chef and a maid laying out the table. Gosh! I had no idea this dinner was going to be such a fancy thing, with a chef cooking for us and all. I had thought Savanah would be doing the cooking, and of course, it'd be just me and her. But this was nice, too, and everything was so elegantly set out.

  The smell! God! It was simply amazing, and I couldn't help myself and smiled gleefully.

  "Smells so good."

  Savanah nodded. "Michael is one of the best chefs in Las Vegas, or so William said."

  "Really?" I asked. "Wow! You guys have your own chef?"

  Savanah blushed. "William hired him to cook for me."

  "Oh." Wow! It was then I realized William was more than just nice to Savanah, which made me even happier for her. I reached out for her hand and squeezed it tight. "You're happy with him, aren't you?" I wanted to know for sure.

  Savanah licked her lips. "Yes... I guess so," she said.

  Her answer confused me. What did she mean by that? Wasn't she happy William treated her like a princess? Yes, I guess so meant she was happy yet there was something else lingering inside... some unsatisfied or unhappy circumstances.

  William's voice drew my attention from my thoughts about Savanah. "Come on, ladies," he said. "Time for dinner." In which case, Savanah eagerly walked to him.

  Chapter 35

  William

  William had done his fucking best behaving himself and not ruining the night for Savanah. Sitting there watching the woman he loved enjoying herself in the company of her new friend was certainly fulfilling, despite the fact that he had to endure James's presence. Truth be told, it wasn't that unpleasant, but William would have preferred it better if he were alone with Savanah. But of course, he didn't have to wait long until the time came for their guests to leave, and he'd have her all to himself.

  He lifted his wine glass and took a sip, his eyes still glued on Savanah, who was sitting with Mia on the other side of the table, talking enthusiastically.

  James said darkly, "Quit staring so much."

  William chuckled and returned his attention to his friend. "Can't be helped," he said, shrugging. "Who the fuck could resist staring when there's two cute girls in the house?"

  James said, "You're not behaving yourself at all."

  "I'm doing my best, James," William said, as if he were frustrated. Then he sighed and changed the subject. "So everything sorted with the Mexican?"

  "Didn't know you were interested," James said with a chuckle.

  "I'm not that interested," William said coolly. "But then again, one needs to keep his ear on the ground."

  James nodded, understanding what William meant. Their businesses relied solely on information, and to keep oneself in the know was the only way to survive in this cutthroat world.

  "All sorted," James said. "For now at least. Who the fuck knows when they'll spring up again?"

  If was a fact that drug dealing, prostitution, and kidnapping was booming in Vegas. No matter how many had been shut down, another would just spring up once again, like fucking dandelions.

  "Good to know," William said and then took another sip of his wine.

  It was another hour later when James and Mia decided to end the night. At the door, William watched Savanah hug Mia tightly, as if she were reluctant to let her friend go. He even vaguely heard the girl promising Mia they'd meet again soon in L.A.

  A smirk played across William's lips at that. He had no doubt Savanah would soon be asking they make a visit to the City of Angels. And fuck, he couldn't wait until that day came. He'd make sure he was fully compensated before he agreed to her appeal, however. The thought enticed him, and his cock was already paying attention in anticipation.

  And of course, the thought of a full compensation from Savanah reminded him it wasn't long now until he'd get her all to himself tonight.

  He was grinning darkly when James said, "Take care and make sure you don't show your face in L.A."

  William chuckled and said, "Sorry, James, it's a free country. I can go wherever I want." He glanced over at the two girls still talking earnestly at the door. "But I don't think it can be helped."

  James glanced in that direction also and understood what William meant. "Whatever," he said and went to get Mia.

  A moment later, the two guests were gone, and William watched as Savanah finally turned her attention to him.

  The woman bit her lip and tucked her hair behind her ear nervously. After closing the door, she came over to him and said, "That was fun. Thank you so much for being so accommodating. I mean, like I told you before, you didn't have to stay and play host, you know... You did have a dinner meeting with clients and all."

  William reached his hand out and caressed her cheek fondly. "Leaving you alone isn't my cup of tea, especially since I knew that bastard friend of mine was coming."

  Savanah nodded.

  William moved closer and pressed his body against her, his hand lightly stroking her arm. "You seemed to have difficulty breathing all evening. Is it on too tight?"

  Savanah quickly shook her head. "No," she said. "It's fine."

  He nodded, took her hand, and led her back into the living room. There he sat on the sofa and made her turn around so her back was to him.

  Fuck! He couldn't wait any longer. He wanted his reimbursement, and he fucking wanted it now.

  He unzipped her dress and roughly slid the flimsy thing down. Savanah was standing there before him in only her sexy panties and corset, which was bound tight around her torso. Her breasts were bare and jutting out erotically, enticing him for a kiss.

  He made her sit on his lap, which she obediently obliged, and then he eagerly took one nipple into his hot mouth. He sucked, licked, and teased the sensitive flesh until Savanah c
ouldn't control herself and groaned out loudly.

  "Agh... Ahh... William..."

  Her body squirmed under his touches as he continued ravishing her.

  William finally lifted his head and gazed at her, taking in her exotic beauty. He noted she was flushed red and her brown eyes were bright.

  This was the way of their relationship as master and his pet. He'd do whatever she requested, and she'd pay him via whatever he demanded in terms of sex. And this evening before the guests had arrived and William had found out about the short-notice dinner, he'd allowed her to bring in her friend and entertain. In doing so, however, she'd have to reimburse him. And tonight, he chose to make her wear a pretty pink corset underneath her cute dress, binding her tight. Then once their guests were to depart, he'd have her as his dessert.

  William felt his cock harden at the thought that soon, he'd be fucking her, his manhood buried deep within her pussy.

  He drew her face close to his and searched her lips for a scorching kiss. While they were locked in a passionate, wild caress, William's hands were busy pulling down her panties. Once that was gone and her pussy was bare, he touched and stroked, which made Savanah groan in delight.

  William made the next move and had her lie below him, and as their kisses continued to climb into passionate heat, he rode her wildly.

  Chapter 36

  James

  The moment they got into their hotel suite, James wasn't in the mood to wait any longer. He was already fucking hard from imagining all sorts of wild scenarios as to how he'd rip that modest, schoolgirl-like dress from Mia's body. The innocent, virgin appearance only tantalized him into making a mess out of her. Shit, James was sure he was a notorious devil yearning to fuck a girl who looked so angelic.

  He moved over and shut the door behind him with a determined click as he watched Mia walking into the living area. The young woman was just about to go into the bedroom when he caught her arm and drew her back to him, which pleasantly surprised her.

  He leaned forward and planted a hot kiss on her lips. Mia groaned in his arms as his tongue teased hers seductively, playing with her passionately, which made her groan in delight. Once he reluctantly terminated the kiss and drew back, he turned his attention to the white dress. Without so much as a by your leave, he grabbed the material about her shoulders and tore the fabric to pieces away from her body.

  Fuck! It was so satisfying watching the flimsy material fall apart and off that exquisite body. The process made his cock harden even more.

  Mia, on the other hand, could only stare at him in shocked surprise. She had her mouth open in the form of an O in disbelief.

  "James!" she stammered. "What are you doing?"

  The billionaire didn't answer as he continued to rip the dress from her body until she was half naked, only in her panties and bra.

  Mia folded her arms across her chest and said coldly, "You better have a good explanation as to why you're ripping my lovely dress, Mr. Maxwell."

  James chuckled with amusement. "I've been wanting to do that since I first saw you this evening."

  Mia understood the meaning behind his words and blushed profusely. "I didn't know that."

  James drew her close and whispered into her ear, "Your innocent look makes me want to make a mess out of you."

  That blunt, erotic declaration made Mia shudder in delight, and she groaned. "Oh, James, I can't believe you're making me wet already."

  James laughed at her honest confession. "Have I?" he queried and palmed her pussy in search of the evidence. Sure enough, she was indeed wet and hot.

  He planted another kiss on her lips before bending down to take off her panties. Once that was done, he did the same to her bra.

  Beautifully naked, Mia moaned in anticipation of what James was about to do. And indeed, James's lovely flower didn't have to wait long to be pleasured. The man bent down and devoured one nipple while his hand greedily teased her pussy. He licked and sucked her sensitive bud as his fingers busily fucked her, buried in her hot, sweet nectar.

  "Agh..." Mia groaned, her body dancing along as James seductively tortured her with his love.

  When he'd finished with ravishing one nipple, he turned his attention to the other and gave that particular one the same adoration. It wasn't long before the sensitive, pink flesh was aroused and glistening wet.

  Once he was satisfied, he then turned his attention to his own attire. He hastily took off his clothes, and in the flicker of an eye, his was naked as well. His cock, having sprung free from its confinement, greeted the cool night air in enthusiasm. The beast stuck out like a steel pole, ready for action. Indeed, it was certainly eager for the engagement as it fervently searched for its beloved hot pussy.

  Mia groaned the moment she felt him against her and whispered, "James, you're so hot tonight."

  James chuckled and rubbed his cock against her, stroking the beast back and forth.

  "Don't you think it's your fault for wearing something so fucking innocent?" he asked teasingly.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed lightly. "Maybe I should wear that type of dress more often," she teased.

  He chuckled in amusement. "Suit yourself," he said, pleased with her teasing as he lifted her in his arms.

  "Oh," Mia gasped, surprised at the new position. "What is this? Is it something--"

  She didn't get to finish her query before James inserted his cock into her.

  "Agh..." She groaned. "Oh God!" She hissed as she buried her face in the crook of his neck.

  This was something new, all right. She was literally riding him, and indeed, as James began to move in rhythm, Mia danced along with the tempo.

  This new positon, it was awesome, James thought in pleasant surprise. His whole cock was buried deep within her hot, tight pussy, and indeed, the fucking was beyond amazing.

  "Ahh... James..." Mia groaned softly against his neck. "Ahh..."

  Fuck! It felt so great. It was superb. It was earthshattering! James grunted and moved faster, driving his cock deeper into her as she cried out his name.

  "I'm going to come, James..." she whispered softly. "I'm going to come."

  Fuck! James knew he was going to as well, and instantly, he growled out in satisfaction as he blacked out for a moment and his cock tensed and then ejaculated. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

  Mia became limp in his arms, her body squirming and shaking against him. James moved over, and both of them fell onto the couch.

  When Mia lifted her face to look up at him, she smiled softly. "That was something new."

  He responded by giving her a handsome grin and a tender kiss on her forehead. The two stayed there on the couch in each other's arms, and now and again, James would kiss her. A few moments later, once they both had recovered from their intense orgasms, James moved over to the window and drew the curtains back, allowing the scenery of the city to fully penetrate the room.

  "Come here," he quietly instructed.

  Mia obediently came over to him, wondering what he was up to now. There he told her to turn around so she was facing the window. She obliged, and once in such an exposed position, he spread her hands so she leaned her body against the glass. Then he started kissing her back as he continued to caress her naked skin.

  "Tell me how much you want me, Mia," he ordered, getting down to his knees so he could kiss and lick her lower back while his hands were holding on tight to her slim waist. "Tell me how much you want my cock."

  He felt her body squirm under his touch and knew his command and his domineering personality was turning her on. He moved his hand to her pussy and felt her overflowing with her sweet nectar. He grinned arrogantly. When he inserted a finger into her, she groaned softly and erotically.

  "Ahh... James..." she cried out in pleasure.

  Fuck! Her sweet voice was turning him on even more. He returned to his standing position and buried his face in the crook of her neck, her hair covering his face. He commanded, "Tell me you want me, Mia. Tell me you wan
t my cock. Tell me how much you want my cock."

  "Ngh..." she groaned. "I... want you, James. I... I want your cock..."

  "How much?" he asked darkly. "Be a good girl and tell me how much."

  Mia swallowed hard and licked her lips. Then she said, her body shuddering and weak, "I want your cock, James, so badly. Very badly... Please... Your cock..."

  He smiled darkly, pleased with her petition. "Say, Please fuck me, James."

  As he was instructing her to say those words, his finger continued to fuck her pussy, and his other hand continued to fondle her breast.

  "James..." Mia whispered softly, her body crying out and dancing along with his erotic rhythm. "Please... fuck... me... Please... James..."

  "There's my good girl," he said, his voice hard and rough.

  James removed his finger from her pussy, wet and covered with her sweet nectar. He popped it into his mouth and savored the smell and taste. He grinned darkly when he noted her staring up at him, mesmerized.

  He couldn't help himself and slammed his lips against hers, kissing her passionately, his tongue wild in her mouth.

  "Mmm..." she groaned.

  When he terminated their kiss, he moved into position and then inserted his cock easily into her sweet pussy.

  Her whole body shook in satisfaction the moment he filled her. Slowly, he moved, thrusting in and out, feeling her sweet, juicy tightness against him.

  "Oh, James..." she cried out to him.

  "Does it feel good?" he questioned.

  She licked her lips and nodded. "Hmm..."

  He chuckled and increased his pace, pounding into her until she became almost breathless.

  "Oh God!" she screamed out. "Ahh... James..."

  Fuck! James thought, this was awesome. He increased his pace even more, pounding into her, moving her body along with him, dancing erotically, hard out, there against the window.