by Ethan Egorov
“Oh God. Fuck. Kristina. What are you doing?”
“You poor thing. I’m giving you some relief. Come here.”
He situated himself closer to her as she still insisted on massaging his ever-hardening cock. “Kristina… you don’t have to…”
“Trent… let me get you off. You can return the favor. I assure you that I’m still hot and bothered from last night. Just because I haven’t went all the way doesn’t mean that I don’t want it. If you could only feel how wet I am right now. Fortunately for you I’m also very patient.”
She slid his sweatpants down his legs and without any warning suddenly took his hot hardness in her mouth. Trent groaned as she sucked his cock into her mouth. “Uhh…Kristina. Wow. What are you doing? That feels so good.” At the sound of his voice she wrapped her lips around his member more firmly, sucking gently at first, but then sped up her actions, craning her neck at different angles. She would pause periodically to lick his shaft and tickle the delicate portion of his head using only the tip of her tongue in light circular patterns. “Fuck! Kristina!” She brought him to the brink of his orgasm and he bit his lip. She knew exactly what she was doing though. She began sucking him off once more in a flurry of motion. She went at him hard and fast and she slowly snuck her hand behind him and massaged his balls. “Oooh Oh God. Fuck! Kristina!” Sweat broke out on his forehead and he couldn’t contain his excitement any longer. She had brought him to the edge of glory. As she sucked him one last time, she turned her head and then lowered herself to his feet. Trent panted as he finished ejaculating, “Kristina… oh my… please come here. Fuck.” Kristina climbed her way back up his body and snuggled up close to him. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the middle of her forehead as she cooed at him, “Feel better now?”
“You have no idea. Kristina…that was amazing.” She took her index finger and trailed it along his chest. She then twirled her fingers through the softness of his thin layer of chest hair. “I just want you to feel appreciated. You have been so sweet since we got here.”
“Kristina?”
“Yeah?”
“Lay down.”
“I am laying down. This is probably the most relaxed I’ve been in months.”
“Well good. Stay that way, I’m going to show you just how much fun it can be.”
Trent began his slow decent down her body once more. Her skin burned with the texture of his lips as he gently nipped and sucked the delicate parts of her body that was seldom touched. He ticked the sides of neck and planted butterfly kisses on the underside of her arm and worked his way along the side of her rib cage, running his tongue inside her naval sending her into a full shiver. “Trent! Wow, oh what are you doing?”
“Returning the favor.”
Kristina then expectantly sat up. “Trent. No…come here. That’s not necessary. Listen, you don’t have to reciprocate anything.”
“Oh baby… don’t you see? I want to. I want you to feel every ounce of pleasure that you give me just by being here.” Kristina looked at him and tears lined the rim of her eyes. She sighed deeply and shook her head briefly before pulling Trent up to her and into a soft kiss. “Trent, I’m not going anywhere and we have plenty of time. Now I thought that you had a big day planned for us. Hadn’t we better get moving?”
Trent swallowed a lump that formed in his throat and exhaled a deep breath. “You know what? You’re right. There’s lots of stuff we get to do. What do you say we get ready and go down for brunch and then check out some shopping? I know that there’s probably some stores here that you’ve been dying to go to.”
“Oh don’t you know it. My credit card has been whispering to me the entire time we’ve been here. What are we doing for brunch?”
“Oh you know me. I’m happy with a burger anytime.”
“Sounds good to me too actually.”
Chapter 5
“Well um, I’m gonna get cleaned up. You care to join me?”
“Nah I’ll wait until you’re finished. I’m afraid if I see you naked again we’ll never leave this room.”
“Point taken.” Trent eased himself out from under Kristina’s arm and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before walking off to the shower. He tried not to let his frustration show, but when he got to the privacy of the bathroom he stripped down and looked at himself in the mirror. He studied the lines of his face and realized just how old he suddenly felt. Why was she suddenly so dismissive of him? Had she lost interest in him already to go globe-trotting?
After they both took their time getting ready for their first day out, Trent pulled out his phone and dialed a few numbers. A man with a deep voice picked up, “Hello?”
“Hey Drew it’s Trent.”
“Oh, hi boss. Give me just a few minutes I’m up the street getting coffee.”
“Okay, we’ll see you shortly.”
“Who was that?”
“That’s Drew…I hired us a driver for the entire weekend to be on call because believe it or not when I’m not working I’m actually lazy sometimes.”
“Look at you! You’re going to get old and soft on me quick Trent.”
“Well the way I see it... I’ll be able to retire soon. Besides I’ve heard the dad bod is in. Is that true?”
“Hah! Likely excuse. I think that’s just a myth. If I have to speak for all women I’d have to say that yeah some dads are definitely cute, but I kind of like your body how it is. I mean, you’re tall, dark and handsome. What more could a woman want?” Trent smiled at her and refrained from asking her what more she could ask of him.
Drew pulled up driving a newer model black Lincoln Towncar and Trent gave a low whistle. I knew that he had upgraded, but I didn’t expect him to have something this nice. He pulled to the curb and put the car in park. Of course, he was dressed appropriately and was always a professional. He got out and walked up to Trent extending his hand. “Hey Trent! How have you been?! It’s good to see you again. I’m glad that you were in the area and I get to drive you around all week. Most of the guys who hire me, well let’s just say there’s all business and no play.”
“Well I think the point of this weekend is most assuredly the opposite. Hey Drew, this is Kristina.”
“Hi Kristina, I’ve heard a lot about you through the years from Trent and I’m glad to see that you two are together and you’re doing well. So where are we going first?”
“Well you know I’m always hungry so I thought we’d do brunch and then maybe a little shopping…then afterwards who knows maybe a little gambling and well of course, some partying.”
“Okay sounds good. How’s the Hard Rock for brunch? I know they make a mean burger.”
“Drew you’ve read my mind. Is that okay, Kristina?”
“Yeah Trent. Sounds good.”
The drive to the restaurant was pleased and Trent watched Kristina take pictures through the window while he watched the scenery go by. She wanted to be in the moment and have a reminder of their vacation together. Trent smiled at her playfulness he knew that she didn’t let this part of herself out often and felt suddenly grateful to be able to see her relax. He sat up and suddenly leaned up and asked Drew, “Hey…how about some music?”
“Can do. How do you feel about rock since we’re going to Hard Rock?”
“The louder the better.”
He turned up the radio and Kristina started laughing. “Trent, I guess some things never change.”
“Hah! Nope. You know I like it loud.”
“God, remember when we went to that Ozzy concert? We were so young.”
“You were so high.”
“Was I? Hmm… I don’t remember.”
“You don’t remember. You went up to the front to try to get in the mosh pit. I had to carry you out that night on my shoulders. Of course, the poor guy that was grinding up on you didn’t really get the happy ending he wanted.”
“Oh Trent. I guess you’ve always been my hero. Now I get you all to myself. It doesn’t get any better tha
n this, does it?”
“No. It really doesn’t. I get to be happily in love with my best friend. This is the life, Kristina.”
She paused for a moment and her eyes glistened. She then looked downward and grew silent. After turning away from him she looked out the window once more and pointed. “Look! There’s the sign!”
“Hey yeah. Wow. This is awesome. I don’t know why we never bothered to go to one of these before.”
“Too many distractions I guess.”
“Yeah.”
Drew dropped them off at the entrance and said he’d been back in enough time to pick them up. Of course, they’d explore everything there while waiting on their food. Before they entered Trent offered Kristina his elbow and asked, “Shall we?”
“Of course, we shall. I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”
After going in and being greeted by their host they sat and ordered. They examined all the rock memorabilia that hung on the walls and chatted about their significance and which ones were their favorites. It didn’t take terribly long for their food to arrive and Trent smiled at the waiter and graciously thanked him for his service. Kristina eyed his plate and said, “Wow. You got a feast didn’t you?”
“I told you I was hungry. I still can’t believe that you came to a place famous for diner food and ordered a salad. I mean it wouldn’t kill you to gain three pounds.”
“Well it may, it would at least put a dent in my wardrobe budget. You seriously don’t know how expensive it is to buy new clothes because of a weight change.”
“I just think you’re like every other woman, trying to lose that last ten pounds thinking it’s going to make a difference in your day.”
“Oh my God how can you say that? Guys are typical that way though. You can diet for a week and one run lap and lose twenty pounds. Just by looking at your cheeseburger I’ve gained ten.”
“Eh fuck it. You’re beautiful any way it goes Kristina. At least you are in my eyes. I mean, I’m not one who is really big on words, but I want you to know that there are a lot of pretty women in the world, but you’re much more than that. You’re beautiful.”
“Trent, you say the nicest things. Really. I don’t know what’s gotten into you.”
“Well I figure I’m on vacation and any day I don’t have to kill some punk behind our warehouses it’s a good day. You know Kristina, I’m sorry that I didn’t get to be this way with you through the years.”
“Trent…you know that’s water under the bridge. It is for both of us now.” Trent cleared his throat and said, “Wow. Well I don’t know about you, but I’m starving. Let’s eat.”
After their brunch, Drew picked them up in a timely manner. “Where to now kids?”
“Kids?! Hah! Wow, you’re not an old man yet, Drew.”
“Hey I’m settled in now with greying hair and two teenagers. I’ve accepted retirement as soon as it comes.”
“Well, I don’t know what do you want to do Kristina?”
She furrowed her brow for a few moments and then said, “Well, hell I mean we’re in Vegas and didn’t you promise me an afternoon of shopping?”
“Yep. Sure thing. You heard the lady, Drew. Take us to Fashion Show. I’ve heard great things.”
“Are you sure that’s where you wanna go boss?”
“Not at all, Drew, but I did promise Kristina a good time didn’t I?”
“Here we go.”
Drew wasted no time in getting them to the two million square feet of shopping bliss. When they pulled up, Drew gave Trent a sympathetic look and said, “I’ll be back tonight sometime.”
“Ugh. I’m hoping you’ll be back in twenty minutes but I can tell by the look on Kristina’s face that’s not gonna happen.”
“Not on your life.”
They entered the shopping mall arm in arm and Trent watched as Kristina looked at all the options they had to explore on the mall map. “Well I know where we’re going first.”
“My guess is it’s not the food court?”
“You’re always hungry! No we’re going Louis Vutton. My old bag is tired I do believe.”
“Lead the way.”
Trent and Kristina went into several high-end boutiques and Kristina spared no expense in updating her accessories as well as some of her wardrobe. Trent thought nothing of it because Kristina was financially solvent and most of her jobs easily landed her over six-figures per hit. She was in-demand and of course could name her price given her skill level. Still, Trent always fretted that Kristina would eventually get in over her head on her jobs, and as she displayed in the past, sometimes they would have to play clean-up crew in her jobs.
“I have to say that you have definitely worn me out. I can’t believe that shopping is that athletic. I think I’ll stick with my trust t-shirts and of course, my old broken in sneakers.”
“I swear that one day I’m going to make you a man of good taste Trent.”
“Hah! We’ll see about that. I’m pretty stubborn you know.”
“Yeah, I’ve noticed. Now that I’ve gotten some new pretties I think it’s time that we relax, don’t you?”
“I know that my feet could use a break. What do you say we borrow a page from Tommy’s book and go waste some money at the Bellagio?”
“Oooh high roller. I like a man who pushes his luck.” She cocked her eyebrow at him seductively and brushed her hand along his thigh slowly. He reddened for a moment before he bit his lip and said, “I don’t think I could ever tell you no Kristina.”
“Good.”
Chapter 6
As they rode to the Bellagio, Trent asked Drew to drop off their things at the hotel after they arrived and he agreed to do the task for his longtime employer. On the way, Trent felt Kristina’s hand burning his thigh and he was lost in thought. He still couldn’t believe that out of all the people she’d been attached to and all the relationships she’d ventured into that she was still a virgin. He felt a tad guilty for thinking that just because they spent a romantic evening together that she’d want to immediately sleep with him. He knew that she was special, but he also knew that she was fiery and independent. She would deny him just because she could. This was the one weekend they had to themselves and he only wanted to make the most of it with her. After all, she’d be leaving for some exotic destination soon enough and he wanted to make sure that she knew how he truly felt before she left. In their business each night on the job could have very well been their last.
“Wow, Trent! This place is amazing!”
The hotel and casino had an enormous fountain in front which in the late afternoon light was starting to sparkle with varying shades of reds and oranges reflected by the sunset. It was picturesque and at the same time imposed a sense of grandeur on its guests. Trent let out a low whistle and said, “Yeah, this is really something else. We don’t have anything that looks this opulent back home. Hey, ya know what? That may be a business idea we’ll have to bring up to Tommy when we get back. I mean, there’s nothing stopping us for starting our own casino back home. Just think, it would certainly bring in tourism from neighboring cities. The locals would probably appreciate something a bit different to do in the evenings as well.”
“I don’t know though, don’t you think there’s already enough front businesses to keep the supply going for a while?”
“Nah. I’m not talking about a front. I’m talking about a legitimate business, no funny stuff, just customer satisfaction and a great gambling location.”
“Trent, I don’t think anyone we know has the true knowledge to run a business that’s not a front. I mean, you have to think that often times it’s the business behind the business that even keeps our other ventures solvent.”
“Hmm…solvent? That’s a very unique word choice. Have you been talking to Tommy behind my back? Is this what you two do when I’m not around, read the dictionary or something?”
“Haha! No, you big lug. I’ve just picked up a bit of jargon being around so many businessme
n. In fact, I was growing tired of business. Don’t tell me you’re suddenly turning into one of them?”
“One of them?”
“Yeah… you know what I’ve talking about. I’m talking about your personality. I just hope that you’re not going to be one of those guys whose dick only gets hard when he’s talking about his IRA or something.”
They walked up to the bar and sat beside each other on a stool. Trent pretended to peruse the drink options so that he could be close to Kristina for a few moments. He pulled her close and whispered into her ear, “I can tell you the list of things that make my dick hard and I can assure you that you’re at the top and my IRA isn’t even on it.” Kristina then saw Trent’s eyes sparkle with something she could only place as pure lust so she pulled him down to her and their lips met in a hot, involved kiss. Trent deepened the kiss and slid his hands down her back and began rubbing it in a relaxing, circular motion. Before things could get too heated, he stopped himself. He had to keep in mind, even though most everyone in the room was already drunk, they were in public still.
“Hey, bartender. I have a special request. It’s my lady friend’s first time in Vegas, is there any way that you could start us with a bottle of strawberry champagne and keep our glasses full through the rest of the evening?”
“Of course sir, that’s what we’re here for. If you want to switch to anything else just let me know. I’d also like to suggest that while you’re here, be sure not to miss all the new table games we’ve just installed. I hear the roulette wheel gets a lot of action this time of evening.”
“Good. Maybe and roulette wheel and I will actually have something in common tonight.” The bartender brought Trent their bottle and also two curved champagne flutes. He then opened the bottle in front of them and quickly turned away, not wanting to interrupt their first glass. Trent smiled at Kristina and poured them both full glass. He paused a moment watching the bubbles rise to the top and then fizzle out. “Well, call me sentimental, but I’d like to propose a toast.”
