Sexy Saturday (The Billionaires Temptations Book 6) Page 6

  “As if this place is haunted, it’s as peaceful as anything,” Brent says.

  Brent steps closer toward me. His cell phone rings on the counter. “Typical, I bet that is Alex,” he mutters.

  Brent picks up his phone and puts the caller on speaker.

  “Hello,” he says.

  “Brent, it’s Alex, I’ll be back tomorrow if you can pick me up from the airport,” he says.

  “No problem, what time?”

  “Eleven, and Bob is coming with me to get working. I will bring you up to speed when I get back,” he says.

  “We will see you in the morning,” Brent says as he hangs up the call. “It looks like we are on with phase two,” Brent says.

  “It does move quickly, I would hate to be away for a couple of days, everything would be different,” I say.

  “I know, I had no idea things can move so quickly.”

  “You mean, how quickly I’ve finished putting everything away,” I say smiling. “It was time to do the bedroom, but if you’ve done it, I think we can be happy… for now,” I say.

  “Now, we can just relax a little longer.”

  “A typical man, always wanting to put your feet up,” I comment.

  “We have been on the move since this morning, shopping and shifting things,” he says.

  “At least it’s out of the way, that’s the main thing.” I start walking toward the stairs. “Are you coming or what?” I ask.

  “We are going to rest?” he asks.

  “I am going to see what mess you have made of the bedroom!” I grin a wild smile.

  I walk into the master bedroom. Brent has done the bedroom as I’d thought to do it myself. The bed faces the large window to the small balcony. I walk outside and can see the stars starting to shine bright in the clear sky.

  “This is really nice,” I say.

  “We can sleep with this door open and let the fresh air in,” Brent says.

  I look around the balcony to see the surrounding area. I notice there is a fire escape and it goes down to the floor.

  “Why is the fire escape extended?” I ask.

  “I lied, I didn’t walk past you when I went to the store, I climbed down the fire escape,” Brent says.

  “I hope you don’t make a habit of lying?” I say punching him on the arm.

  “That was a magician’s lie, there’s no harm to it,” he says.

  “You’re not a magician,” I reply. “Unless you are in the bedroom pleasuring me!”

  “I know, but it was magic when I saw the look on your face with the roses,” he says.

  I turn and face into the bedroom. I see what Brent has done and he has put everything perfectly. New, crisp, white sheets are ready for the heat of our bodies.

  I walk to the bed. I sit on the edge and start bouncing.

  “Are you testing it?” Brent asks.

  “I am seeing how much extra oomph I can get from the mattress when you are making love to me,” I reply.

  “I don’t need a springy mattress for extra oomph,” Brent says.

  I begin giggling. “And who told you that?”

  “Hmm, I never heard you complaining. I am magic, remember?” Brent says.

  “I’m too polite to complain,” I reply sarcastically.

  “Hmm, you’re only messing with me,” Brent says as he jumps on the bed.

  “I hope those shoes are clean,” I snap.

  “Oh… my life… it is true, you never know someone until you live with them,” Brent says smiling.

  “I am a house-proud woman, so make sure you keep tidy,” I say laughing.

  Brent pats the side for me to lay next to him. I lay down and look out of the large window. I see the stars in the clear night sky.

  “Isn’t it beautiful? Wow, the sky and the stars,” I say.

  “Yeah, we are just small pieces in a much larger puzzle,” Brent says.

  I lay there thinking about that comment. It’s pretty much how we are in the grand scheme of things with these clubs that keep opening. Apparently, a club opens, boy meets girl, aggravation goes on along the way… and then they fall in love. And then it starts all over again.

  I wonder who will be after me and Brent?

  I roll over to face him. Brent lays looking across at me. “What are you looking at, Mister?” I ask.

  Brent pulls me toward him. “I was just thinking while I was looking at the stars.” He smiles. “We met by mistake, and now look at us.”

  “I know, doesn’t it feel strange how things happen? I mean, you couldn’t write it any more strangely,” I say.

  “Well they do say, ‘stranger than fiction!’”

  “What is stranger than fiction?” I ask.

  “Life. We are here, just two people, who knows what is destined for us?” Brent says. “Is there just one person who decides our fate, or is it all a matter of chance,” he says. “Like the cards in a card game.”

  “I think you need to ask Brooke about that one, she was the one who had faith,” I reply.

  “I have no idea, it’s like a series of events happening that dictates what happens next,” Brent replies. “Just like chapters in a book, one finishes and another one starts.”

  “God damn you Brent, you are getting a bit deep here.” I begin laughing. “I just hope that the next chapter you are thinking about, is how to get some extra oomph from this mattress.”

  Brent smiles. “There is only one way to find out.” He smiles. “We have ice cream!”

  “The best time for ice cream is always, especially if you are a woman.”

  Brent

  “If you don’t believe in oral sex, keep your mouth shut.”

  Bell sits up and pulls my shoes off and drops them onto the floor. She kicks off her shoes and throws them across the room. She turns back to me and smiles. Her cheeky grin says it all as she pulls at her t-shirt and lifts it over her head. I turn the light down to dim and the moonlight shines across her body.

  The cool air blows over our bodies as Bell removes her bra. She holds out her arm playfully and drops her bra onto the floor next to the shoes. Bell pulls me up from the bed. She grabs hold of my shirt and pulls at the bottom. I lift my arms. Bell adds it to the growing pile on the floor. I pull at my belt and open the button of my pants. I lay back and lift my ass from the new mattress. I slide my pants over my firm buttocks as Bell opens her jeans and provocatively pulls down her zipper.

  She kneels on the bed, her voluptuous breasts sit out teasing me, then her finger slides into the elastic of her panties and she slips them daintily from her shapely hips. Bell smiles down at me as I look at the fire breathing dragon that covers the one half of her body. Her eyes are filled with sexual desire as she cups her breasts and begins to fumble with her nipples. Her fingers caress her nipples as she bites her bottom lip.

  I reach across and caress her curvy hips. Bell moves her body closer to me. Now, she throws her leg over my chest and hangs onto the headboard of the bed. I put my hands on her body as she lowers her hips. I see the soft folds of her pussy lowering toward me.

  Bell sighs as my tongue touches onto against the velvety skin of her warm pussy. She lowers herself more and tightens her grip on the bed. My tongue automatically laps against her womanly arousal and pushes inside her wanting to taste. I hear her groan and sigh as her body is filled with ecstasy and pleasure.

  The nub of her clit touches the end of my tongue. Bell gyrates her hips over my face as I flick and tease her hardened clit. Her fingers grab harder onto the bed as her body rocks with wild abandonment above me, the aroma of her sweet juices fill the air as her body moves in its own accord above me. My fingers dig into her hips and pull her down lower, I push my tongue up into the sweet nectar of her sex.

  “Ooh, God, that feels so good.” Bell sighs as her body quivers.

  My tongue drives deeper inside her as I caress her hips. I feel her grind her pussy against the lapping of my probing tongue. Bell releases the bed and lowers the cheeks of her ass do
wn over my body. She turns and rests against me with her hips spread over my face as I feel her take hold of my hardening cock.

  I place my hands on her inner thighs and push her legs wider, I spread her pussy and flick my tongue against her budded clit. Bell pulls back on my shaft. I can feel her hot mouth wrap around the head of my arousal as she caresses my balls. Her head lowers, the heat of her mouth embraces the full length of my hardened shaft.

  My tongue teases her clit as she sucks and strokes my throbbing shaft. Her breasts rub against the flat slab of my stomach as she swallows my rigid flesh. I dig my fingers into the soft cheeks of her ass and pull her hips closer to my face. Now, with want, I slide myself deeper inside her hot wet pussy. I swirl my tongue and tease her more as my throbbing cock has Bell’s perfect tongue teasing the full length of me. I groan and enjoy our chemistry.

  Bell lifts her head and moves her hips away from my probing tongue. She turns and sits on my legs. I see her grab hold of my turgid shaft, she slides her hips forward and rubs the head of my shaft between the lips of her pussy. In perfection, Bell lowers her body onto the full length of my throbbing erection. I let out a breath as she puts her hand on my chest as her hips rise and fall on the full extent of my erection.

  I lift my hands and cup her breasts, my fingers fumble with her hardened peaks. Bell stares into my eyes as she lowers herself gingerly down my shaft. Her body seductively grinds against my loins, with the hot depths arousal clenching and stroking my throbbing manhood.

  “Ooh, fuck, this is a real christening of the apartment,” Bell murmurs.

  “You can say that again,” I reply in a groan.

  I thrust my hips up and meet her sexual rhythm, our bodies grind against each other in the height of our passion. The pumping caress of my manhood fills the depths and pushes at her walls. Her moans and groans are now filling the apartment.

  I look up to Bell, her eyes fix onto mine. “On the balcony,” I whisper. Bell giggles and raises her eyebrows.

  She lifts her body and pulls on my fingers, we walk to the balcony. Bell grabs hold of the railing and raises her leg, she places her leg on the cold steel and leans forward.

  I step behind her and run my hand under her body, I feel her wet pussy as I push my fingers between her wet lips. Bell pushes her hips back, the mound of her pussy pushing back toward me. Fuck, she’s hot.

  I stand behind her and take hold of my iron shaft. I push my hips forward and the head of my shaft slides gently into the perfection. I place my hands on her hips, my fingers firm and holding onto her soft skin as I reach forward. I cup her plump breast in one hand and hold her steady with my other.

  “Ooooh,” Bell squeals into the night air, our bodies cool from the freezing chill.

  I drive my hips forward and thrust wildly inside her as her body beckons me for more. I increase the tempo of my wild rampant thrusting as Bell tightens her grip on the balcony railing.

  “Fuck me Brent, fuck me hard,” she murmurs.

  I drive myself harder, my skin slapping against the soft skin of Bell’s perfectly formed ass. I feel her legs shake and quiver as she bows her head over the railing. Now, her long hair falls over her face as she drives her hips back hard against my thrusting shaft.

  I put my hand on her shoulder and ram myself into her wanting body as requested. Her moans flow from her gasping breath. It’s obvious her body is nearing the point of her satisfying moment. I feel a tingling beginning in my balls as my body heads toward the sensual eruption of my own release.

  My hips drive hard. Bell’s pussy clenches against my throbbing shaft, I dig my fingers hard into her shoulder. A warmth spreads from my balls and shoots up my spine; Bell’s body begins to shake as her head bows and her groans turn to orgasmic screams.

  “Brent, I am going to cum very, very soon,” she coos.

  “So am I, so am I.”

  “Let’s do it,” Bell yells.

  I see her grip the railing, the color of her fingers turning from a pale pink to a deathly white. My fingers tighten their grip on her shoulder and her hip as my legs quiver. I feel my body releasing and it’s more than perfect.

  Bell screams out as her entire body shakes in my grasp. “Yes!!” Bell yells.

  I release my grip and gasp for breath, the cold air filling my burning lungs. Bell loosens her grip of the railings and flicks her hair back over her shoulders, her leg drops to the floor as her racing breath finally slows.

  “My god, that was good,” I say.

  “I know, I’m not sure if I came twice,” she says.

  “I’m sure you would have screamed more,” I say laughing.

  “I was resisting my screams, I would have woken the neighbors,” Bell says.

  I rest on the railing. “We don’t have any neighbors.”

  “I know, that’s how hard I wanted to scream,” she replies.

  “At least we have christened everything,” I say.

  “Not yet, we have the shower, the couch and the kitchen counter,” Bell says.

  I chuckle. “Yep! We also have the club.”

  “If you don’t believe in oral sex, keep your mouth shut.”

  Bell

  “It’s not what you know, it’s what you know about other people that makes the difference.”

  I wake to the fresh breeze blowing through the open window to the balcony, where Brent and I just had fantastic sex. We’d begun christening the different parts of the apartment, the bed and the balcony were now well and truly ticked off the list.

  I look over to Brent’s side of the bed, he must have already woken up and gone downstairs because his side is empty and it feels cold to touch. I swing my legs from the bed and make my way to the kitchen diner. I see Brent at the table playing with a pack of cards. He has a steaming hot mug of coffee sitting in front of him.

  “How long have you been up?” I ask as I kiss him on his neck.

  “About thirty minutes, I didn’t want to wake you. You looked so peaceful.”

  I pour myself a coffee and sit next to him. I see him practicing his card skills and the tricks he knows. “Just keeping your hand in?” I ask.

  “Yeah, and it relaxes me.”

  “What time do we have to go to the airport?”

  “Alex’s plane lands at eleven, so if we get there for ten thirty, we should have plenty of time,” he says.

  “I wonder what Beau and Shona said about the city officials being a roadblock for the club?”

  “Probably to get as much dirt on them so we can make them an offer,” Brent says.

  “We have a small advantage though, they don’t know about us, yet, and Mikey has told us what a bunch of greedy mongrels they are,” I explain.

  “Very true, but what happens if they are clean? I mean, that’s my concern,” Brent adds thoughtfully.

  “No one is that clean, or that careful to appear clean, and if they are, we set them up and tape them or something,” I say.

  “I think next week is going to be super busy, we have all this crap to sort. And Mike the builder is arriving tomorrow, so come Monday, the inside of the club is going in,” Brent says.

  “Geez, I have lost track of time, it’s like a freakin’ sandstorm blowing,” I say as I start making breakfast.

  “Yeah, around three weeks to a month and we could be open.” He looks at me with a shocked face.

  “I need to get in touch with the girls from the bike club as well, I know some will come, but a few will stay there. They are addicted to the bikes and the beards,” I say laughing.

  “You want me to grow a beard?” Brent says running his hand over his chin.

  “I love you way just the way you are. Now eat your damn pancakes, lover boy,” I say giggling.

  Breakfast is finished, and Brent was super impressed with my pancakes. I’d told him I was pretty good in the kitchen, and pancakes are simple, but if he thinks there’s a skill to it, I will keep that to myself. He seemed impressed.

  We make our way down the approach road
to the airport, roadworks had slowed us down, and it was about ten forty-five once we entered the arrivals terminal. Brent checks the screen, and Alex’s flight is on time.

  We stand waiting at the gate. Alex comes into view after about twenty-five minutes. Just behind him is a Chinese guy pulling a wheeled case… not a regular suitcase, this was one of those high-security cases people use for fragile things.

  “That’s Bob, just behind Alex,” I say.

  “The guy with the case?” Brent asks.

  “Yeah, he looks young, doesn’t he?”

  “He could still be at school from the look of him,” Brent says as he leans on the railing.

  Brent calls Alex. He spots us in the crowd and turns to Bob to point out where we are standing.

  “Good flight?” Brent asks.

  “Short and sweet,” he replies.

  “Bob, this is Brent, he is in charge after me, and Bell you already know her, vaguely,” Alex says.

  “Happy to meet you both,” Bob says pushing his spectacles back up his nose.

  “How was your meeting with Beau and Shona?” Brent asks.

  “They agreed about Mikey, so long as we keep a close eye on him. You never know, he might take an opportunity for revenge or something,” Alex explains.

  “He is a sneaky fucker, I wasn’t going to trust him that much, anyway, or at least until he has proved what he is saying is the truth,” Brent replies.

  “So, Bob, are you ready for some action?” I ask.

  “Just give me an hour or two to set up, oh, and an internet connection and I’m ready to go,” he replies in a not-so-Chinese accent.

  “About the internet, the engineers are coming this morning. They are supposed to be doing all the club, but we’ve told them to focus on the two buildings and get it up and running,” Brent says. “So, around three to four o’clock you should be up.”

  “That’s fine, once I am set up, I can always have a quick rest.” He smiles at all of us with gratitude.

  We walk across the parking lot and Alex moves away from the car when we reach it. He calls Mikey and tells him to meet us at the club at five, and to bring all the papers he has on the city officials that we’ll have to speak to.