by JA Low
“Are you ignoring me, Nell?” Remi asks seductively as he joins me by the bar where I just ordered myself more drinks.
“No,” I answer absently. “You look like you’ve had your hands full all night,” I reply, stirring my cocktail with my straw.
“Jealous?” he asks with a chuckle.
I take a sip of my cocktail before answering him. “Of them, no.” I shake my head.
“Good, because I couldn’t keep my eyes off you,” he whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“That’s nice,” I answer, avoiding his eyes while I sip my cocktail. Remi moves closer to me, and I can feel his heat radiating against me.
“Wanna get out of here?” he asks flirtatiously.
My mouth falls open, and I stare at him in shock. “Oh my god, you’re a dick. That line may work on that harem of groupies of yours waiting back at your table. But I’m not one of them,” I say angrily poking him in the chest as I turn on my heel and walk away from him before my drink ends up all over him.
“Everything okay?” Audrey asks as I take a seat beside her, huffing and puffing because my blood is boiling by his audacity.
“Remi just asked me to get out of here with him. Can you believe that?” I ask her in disbelief, shaking my head. “Like as if the last couple of years never happened?”
“He’s a player, you know what they’re like. Plus, like I said, he hasn’t been able to keep his eyes off you all night. So, I’m not surprised,” Audrey tells me. I sip on my cocktail, still feeling annoyed by him.
“My work here is done,” Rainn says, smugly taking a seat on my other side. Audrey and I look at her, confused. She stares back at us in silence for a couple of beats, wondering why we are staring at her strangely. “Oh, your brother has picked up and is going home with someone. You can thank me later.”
Hang on, what did she say? “Dom did what?” I ask.
“I wing womaned for him, and now he’s off to get laid by some hot chick. Now we don’t have to worry about your brother being overbearingly protective of you tonight. You can thank me later,” she says with a wink.
This is awesome news. I love my brother, I truly do, but sometimes he thinks he’s an extension of my father and becomes the fun police. “Then why the hell are we sitting down? Let’s hit the dance floor.”
13
Nell
I lose myself in the music and try to dance off all the calories from my alcohol. My hips sway to the beats, my Latin roots kicking in when the beat drops and I let it. The music takes away all my cares, anxiety, and stress from tonight and my body becomes warm and loose. Next thing I feel is hands on my hips, but I’m so lost in the music that I don’t care, plus whoever is touching me must be hot otherwise my girls would have shooed him away. Strong fingers dig into my hips as he sways to the beat easily. Oh, this man has rhythm. You know what they say about a man who can move like that, he’s good in bed so maybe my night is looking up. I put all thoughts of Remi from my mind and enjoy the attention of the stranger behind me. His powerful body pressed against mine, moving with me as if we were one.
“I want you, Nell,” a deep voice whispers a confession against my ear, then he’s turning me around. His hand is around my neck as his thumb runs along my bottom lip, teasing me. A shiver runs down my spine at Remi’s bold move, but the music has hypnotized me as I don’t object. I can’t move. I just let Remi rub his thumb along my lips as he stares down at me intensely. Opening my mouth when he runs his thumb along my lips again, I capture in between my teeth. The groan Remi releases has me melting all over. I look up at him through dark lashes as I suck seductively on his thumb.
“Fuck, Nell.”
Seeing Remi on the verge of losing control is the biggest aphrodisiac.
“You are so beautiful,” he says in awe. Staring down at me through hungry eyes. I let go of his thumb with a pop and grab his shirt and pull him to me. Fuck it. Just one kiss, that’s all I want. I can stop after that.
Then our lips meet, and sparks fly between us again, the entire dancefloor melts away. Thick fingers tangle in my hair as he holds my lips to his. A moan falls from my mouth as his tongue slides against mine and my hands grip his shirt even tighter. My body is alight with hunger, with every nerve ending electrified. As we pull away from the kiss, it equally stunned both of us by the intensity of it.
“I need you, Nell,” he states hungrily, those green eyes swirling with desire. I can feel his need resting against my stomach, the tequila fueling my desire for more of Remi. You’re not wanting forever with him, Nell. Remi isn’t Mr. Right, he is and will always be Mr. Right now. The good time guy who knows exactly how to blow your mind, but he won’t be there in the morning cuddling you or making your breakfast. He’ll be gone like a thief in the night.
“One night only,” I say with certainty. This way, I can protect my heart. I know what I am getting into bed with this time around. My eyes are wide open, and I understand Remi isn’t looking for anything more than a roll in the hay. Like he said earlier, he doesn’t have time for more, not with all the opportunities coming his way now, especially when they include some of the most beautiful women in the world falling at your feet. What guy is going to give that up?
“One night?” he questions me curiously.
“Yes. One night. That’s what this is. If you want anything more than that, forget it,” I say seriously to him. Remi’s eyes widen in understanding that I will gladly walk away from that kiss and go home, alone.
He grabs my face intensely. “If one night is all I have, then I better make it good,” he states hungrily as his lips capture mine in a feverish kiss. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”
“What about my friends?” I ask, concerned about them.
“They can come too.”
“Um, I love my girls but not that much.”
Remi bursts out laughing as he realizes I’ve misunderstood his comment. “I mean, they can come to the hotel too. I’ll get them a room to hang out in. They can order all the room service they want,” he states eagerly as his thumb drags along my bottom lip. Right, well, that’s settled then, as he grabs my hand and hauls me from the dance floor to where my friends are seated drinking cocktails.
“So um, I’m like…”
“You’re going home with him,” Rainn answers with a smile. I nod in agreement. “Have fun then. Stay safe,” Rainn adds cheekily.
“I was going to organize a room for you both at the same hotel as I know you weren’t expecting to be in London this long and missed the last train back to Dom’s place,” Remi explains helpfully to them both.
They both look at each other with raised brows, then look back at Remi with enormous smiles.
Next thing I know, we are stumbling out of the nightclub and into Remi’s limousine that is waiting out the front for us.
“Wow, Rem. You really are moving up in the world,” Rainn states dryly as she settles into the luxurious car before opening the minibar and pulling out a bottle of champagne. The sound of a champagne cork popping echoes in the car’s interior and my friend’s giggles follow.
“I can’t wait to get you alone,” Remi whispers into my ear as his fingers grip my hair and his tongue slides along my skin, sending goosebumps all over my body. “It’s been too long since my tongue has tasted you. But know that I haven’t forgotten what your sweetness tastes like. The memory helps my hand when it’s wrapped around my dick.” Heat pools between my thighs, hearing Remi’s dirty words. “I haven’t forgotten the sounds you make as my dick slides between your folds either, Nell. It’s seared into my soul.” An unsteady breath releases from my mouth as I try to stave off this insatiable need to straddle him. If only we were alone. “I can feel you squirming in your seat, Nell. Your pussy is eager to be filled, isn’t it?” Is he trying to kill me with his words? Because he is. I feel as if I’m about to combust at any moment.
Thankfully, it’s not long till we are pulling up out the front of Remi’s hotel. He holds ope
n the door for us all to get out of the limousine; Remi takes my hand while escorting my friends into the foyer of the hotel. He strides confidently toward the reception desk, and the woman behind it jumps to attention when she sees him, her eyes widening, taking him in, as a flush falls across her cheeks. I’m used to that reaction; most women have it when they encounter Remi for the first time.
Looking at the woman’s name tag, Remi addresses her. “Lisa, could you add a room for these lovely ladies to my account please and anything they want from room service? They can put it on my tab.” Lisa nods and types furiously on the computer. “You all good, ladies?” Remi asks my friends.
“Yes. We’re fine. Go, have fun,” Rainn states happily, shooing us away.
Remi nods and tugs my hand to show we are on the move. I turn around and give my friends a smile and see them both giving me the thumbs up as Remi hauls me toward the elevators. Thankfully, one is there, ready and waiting for us. He pulls out his wallet and taps it against the wall, which makes a beep as he presses the button for the penthouse and the doors close. Of course, he’s staying in the penthouse, it’s not like Remi wasn’t rich before, but that money was his family’s, and now he’s making real money on his own which makes me extremely proud of him. As soon as the doors shut to the outside world Remi is on me, pushing me up against the mirrored wall of the elevator, one large hand is resting at the base of my breast, and his thumb is rubbing over my nipple, while his other hand is pressed against the wall of the elevator, caging me in.
“If there weren’t cameras in here, I’d be on my knees with my head up your dress.”
I close my eyes and suck in an unsteady breath. There have been a couple of guys since Remi, but none that turns me on as much as he does. The man is sex on legs. He’s pushed me so far past the point of no return with his dirty words that I don’t even care that the hotel’s security team could see us getting down and dirty in the elevator.
“I can see that look on your face, Nell, and as much as I want to be on my knees in front of you, your pussy is for my eyes only.” I hate he knows me so well that he can read my innermost thoughts. The doors open to the elevator and Remi moves away from me. He lets me exit first, and as I pass him, he gives my ass a hard slap on the way past which makes me squeal.
14
Remi
I wake up with a feeling of pure satisfaction and happiness because Nell and I spent the night together. Never thought I would ever get a third chance with her, but somehow the gods up above granted me my wish that I could have her in my bed again. Just thinking about Nell being in my bed has my dick hard and aching to sink inside of her. No woman has ever left me wanting more than Nell does. Eagerly, I roll over to continue another round of what we did last night, but when I reach for her, there’s nothing. Sitting up, I stare at the space beside me. I reach out and the sheets are cold. Is she in the bathroom?
“Nell?” I call out curiously. Nothing but silence greets me. I kick off my sheets and grab a pair of shorts from the ground and slip them on. I stomp out of the bedroom and into the living room to see if she is out there. Nothing. Even though I’m in the penthouse, the suite isn’t that large, and I scan the room one last time. Nothing. She’s not here, she’s gone. I run my fingers through my hair, confused by her disappearance as I stare out over the rooftops of London through the floor-to-ceiling windows and replay what happened last night.
We walk into my penthouse suite, where a bottle of champagne is waiting for us, and some chocolate-dipped strawberries too, compliments of the hotel. I hadn’t gotten around to sampling yet, but now that I see them, my mind races with a multitude of ideas about how I can use them on Nell. She spots them as soon as she enters and gives me a delighted squeal as she rushes over and grabs a strawberry, popping it in her mouth, where she moans as the juices run down her chin. My dick can’t take it anymore as I slowly stalk toward her, placing a hand on the counter behind her. Those molten brown eyes widen as she realizes how close I am to her. I lean forward and press my lips against her mouth and use my tongue to lick up the strawberry’s juices. Nell’s eyes stay wide. She takes another bite and I do it again. We play this game until the strawberry is gone. Unable to control myself with this foreplay anymore, I grab and spin her around, pressing her up against the suite’s bar, making sure she knows how much I want, no need her. My dick is like a steel rod in my pants and honestly it’s painful as fuck.
“Open those legs for me, Nell,” I whisper in her ear. She does as she’s told and widens her stance for me. My lips meet the back of her neck, and I can feel the goosebumps under my skin. My fingers unzip her evening dress ever so slowly, watching her skin ripple with goosebumps in the cool air of the hotel room. I slide the dress off her shoulders, and it falls to the floor. I bend down and move her feet one at a time out of the designer gown before picking it up and laying it on a chair for her. She looks like a vision standing there in nothing but the tiniest of G-strings, with her back to me. Her perfect peach of an ass is on display, long toned legs down to a pair of killer heels.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I tell her softly, admiring her in my own time. She turns her head ever so slightly and looks over her shoulder at me, the smallest hint of a smile falling against her lips.
“I’m waiting, Remi. Don’t make me wait,” she tells me flirtatiously, and she’s right, we have been dancing this foreplay dance for hours now and I can’t wait any longer to hear her moan my name while I’m nestled deep inside of her. I take a couple of strides toward her and push myself up against her near-naked body, my hands running down her familiar curves, and a sense of home grips my chest. One of my hands grips her peachy ass, giving it a hard squeeze.
“Get up on the bar,” I command Nell as my hands move to her hips and pick her up and place her on the edge of the bar. I reach over and grab the bottle of champagne and pop it. Nell’s eyes widen in curiosity at my movements. I place the bottle back down beside me and move between her legs. My fingers grab the tiniest scraps of fabric of her G-string and roll them down her long legs. All the while, Nell watches me with bemusement.
“Widen those legs for me, sweetheart,” I suggest to her. She does so willingly. I raise my hand to my lips and bite down against my fist on a moan as I take in her glistening pussy spread out before me. Nell lays back, resting on her hands against the bar in a relaxed pose with a knowing smirk on her face as she takes in my reaction. “Pick up the bottle of champagne,” I tell her. “Then slowly drizzle the liquid down between your thighs because I’m thirsty.”
Nell bites her bottom lip and hesitates at my command for a couple of moments before she does what she’s told and pours the champagne between her legs. My mouth is there in an instant as my tongue laps at the bubbles as they cascade between her creamy thighs.
“Fuck, Rem.” Nell hisses as I continuously lap at her. I think this might be my new favorite drink, one I could drink every single day of my life. Nothing tastes sweeter than Nell’s perfect little cunt dipped in bubbles. But I need more, want more, until my hands reach out and I pick Nell up, still keeping per pussy pressed against my mouth she squeals as I lift her high on my shoulders, but my tongue doesn’t stop. Her thighs stay wrapped around my ears, anchoring her to me. She can’t get away from my tongue. Her fingers dig into my hair as she holds on for dear life, but there is no way in this world I would ever let her fall, not when I have perfection wrapped around my ears. I don’t walk far as I stumble into a couple of armchairs and bruise a knee, but it’s all worth it. I bend down to my knees and turn around so that my back is to the lounge. I set her down, stomach first, over the edge of the couch, and stand up quickly.
“Stay there, Nell,” I command strongly before my hand comes down and slaps her ass hard again, anchoring her into the position that I want her to be. I unzip my trousers and pull out a condom and sheath myself before I position my dick back between her thighs. “Open wide,” I ask her, nudging her legs wider as I slide myself through her folds. She hi
sses at the contact and arches her back toward me, her hands gripping the edge of the couch as I push myself into her, finally sinking home. Her head falls back against my shoulder, and my fingers dig into her hip as I stay deep inside of her, both of us unable to move.
“I’ve missed being this deep inside of you,” I whisper into her ear. I’m rewarded with a hearty hum from her lips as her arm locks around my neck. My other hand reaches around her front and finds her clit. The first strums of my finger against her sensitive bud has her moaning in my ear. That’s my sign to fuck her. I pull myself almost all the way out before slamming back into her again, which makes her scream all the while as my fingers dance across her skin.
“Yes!” she screams wildly as I continue to thrust inside of her.
“Miss this, baby girl?” I growl savagely into her ear.
“Yes.”
“Say my name, Nell. Tell me how much you missed my dick being the only one that can fuck you right.”
She shakes her head, not wanting to give me the satisfaction of knowing that no matter how many guys have come before me or after me, I’m the only one that knows what her needs are and can deliver them to her. I pull her back against me, deepening my fucking, which has her pussy clamping down against me.
“Say it,” I demand against her skin. “Say my name.”
She hesitates for the briefest of moments until I can feel her legs quake as my fingers continue to circle around her. “Remi. Fuck. Yes. It’s always been you.” She curses on a scream as her pussy convulses around my dick and she dissolves into a liquid mess of an orgasm. My dick swells hearing her words and I hasten my fucking as I chase the orgasm that is floating over my body, pushing me closer and closer to the edge until I’m unable to hold on any longer and I come on a roar emptying myself inside of her. I slump against her, unable to stand myself, breathless over what we had done. Slowly, I pull myself out of her, tie off the condom, and shove it back into my pocket.
