Have I Told You (29 page)

Reaching the elevator Caston pressed his thumb to the reader above the button. The doors sprung open and we stepped inside. As soon as they shut, I yanked my hand out of his and crossed them over my chest. Moving to separate myself from him.

“Sabrina, what’s wrong?” I could see the confusion in his eyes.

Thankfully, I hadn’t taken my sunglasses off, because my eyes began to tear, and I didn’t want him to see me cry again.

I turned my head to face the wall, instead of him.

Caston reached out and smacked the red stop button, sounding an alarm for a few second. I jumped at the sound and at the anger that flashed across Caston’s face.

“What the fuck, Sabrina? You’re fine on the plane, I spill my guts to you, we have amazing sex, you make out with Sara in the limo and have a laughing fit, now you’re cold and distant?”

Still keeping my arms crossed, I spit out, “You should know.”

He spins me to look at him. The turn was rough and he pushed me up against the wall and ripped my sunglasses off, so I would look him in the eyes. “Obviously, I don’t.”

I grabbed onto to the cold metal railing behind my back, as he pressed his body into mine. His hard cock pressing into me made me moan slightly.

Rage washed over me, and I found the strength to push him off of me. “NO! Damn it, Caston, I can handle you looking at other women for work, I can even handle you meeting with and working with them. I CANNOT handle standing by a few feet away while you make out and do God only knows with them, basically right under my nose. No. Fucking. Way.” I had my finger dug into his chest, and his back against the wall this time. What pissed me off worse is that he acted as if he still didn’t understand what I was saying.

“What?” he yelled back.

“Rae! What the fuck were you doing with her in the limo when we got out? I saw her leave the limo, Caston. Is it a little Vegas welcome to get felt up and who knows what else, like a lei, when you get to Hawaii?”

I watched his jaw tense up and release. “Damn it, Sabrina, women throw themselves at me all the time. I didn’t do shit with her. I told her if she tries it again she is fucking done. Fired.”

I stayed, pressing him up against the wall in his face for a little while longer.

His eyes darkened and he looked hungry. My breath caught and my heart sped up, he lifted me up and slammed me on the opposite wall, as he reached between my legs and ripped the crotch out of my thong. Fumbling with the zipper of his pants, he finally released his hard shaft and plunged into me hard, taking my breath away. I was caught off guard, but it was exactly what I needed. His cock was steel and his thrusts were deep and fast. I felt myself heading toward my climax, as Caston growled my name and pumped his hot fluid inside me. I was so close, but thought I wasn’t going to get relief, until he bit my neck, hard, as he thrust one last hard time into my wet folds. I felt the hot liquid of my own release coat his cock, shudders coursed through my entire body.

Still buried deep in me, he reached to the side and hit the red button, restarting the elevator car.

He kept his head in the crook of my neck, as he let himself slip from me, still holding me against the wall, he tucked his cock back into his jeans. “Thank God, you had a skirt on.”

I started to laugh, as I held onto his hard arms. “I’m still not happy with that Rae chick.”

“Want me to fire her?” Caston was serious when he raised his head back to look me in the eye.

“No,” I whispered. “Cass…”

“Ya?”

“Can you put me down? Shouldn’t we get to our floor soon?”

He laughed and put me down, handing me a few tissues from his pocket to wipe up.

“Thanks, always prepared, huh?”

He winked at me. “You know it. And that, my dear, is the official Vegas welcome…no one, but I can give it to you, okay?”

“Deal,” I said just as the doors slid open.

I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. The door opened to a two story sky villa. The place was huge with jaw dropping floor to ceiling windows, showcasing the Vegas strip skyline and private terraces off the main rooms. I walked ahead of him to take in the whole space.

“There’s a pool, Caston!” I yelled.

He just laughed at me, as I kicked off my flip flops and stepped into the warm water. The pool was enclosed in glass and looked as if it ran over the side of the wall to flow down the hotel below. It seemed as if you would fall over the edge if you got too close. Skinny dipping is definitely on my to-do list.

Actually, I think I’ll do it now. I set my purse on the edge and grab my tank top and pull it over my head, exposing my white lace bra. I pulled the rubber band out of my hair and ran my fingers through the waves. Caston caught on to what I was doing. Looking at him, I unbuttoned my skirt and carefully stepped out of it, so I wouldn’t get it wet. I never lost eye contact with him. He bit his lip and slowly started to walk toward me. I turned toward the windows and reached behind me, unsnapping my bra and threw it over my shoulder to land on a chair that was close to the poolside.

Caston is getting close to me. I can feel his presence. I ease what is left of my pink thong down my legs and turn around. He’s about three feet away. Making the thong into a sling shot, I shoot it right in Caston’s face. I busted out laughing, as I turned and dove into the pool, swimming to the other end.

Emerging, I pull myself up onto, the ledge and look over the city below us. Caston stands with his arms crossed waiting.

“I can’t wait here all day,” he huffed.

“Join me.”

“Nope, that scares the shit outta me.”

“What? You’re kidding me. Why did you have it put in?”

“Because it’s a big hit at the parties, and it looks cool.” A big smile spreads across his face.

“So, no skinny dipping with me…” I make a pouty face, as I put my leg up on the ledge to expose myself to him.

He runs his hands through his hair in frustration. “This is totally not fair.”

“Nothing can get you out here…” I pinch one nipple and let my other hand slowly run down my stomach until it reaches the tip of my pussy.

He growled, but I saw him start to remove his shoes.

I let my finger slid through my folds, “Oh God, Caston, I’m so wet.” I bite my lip and let my head fall back as I play with myself.

Caston had his shirt and shoes off now and was pacing the side of the pool. “Sabrina, please come back here.”

I almost felt bad for him, but I continued on, “This feels so good.”

He slowly unbuttoned his pants and slid them down his muscular legs. I locked eyes with him, as he pumped his cock a few times, watching me from across the pool.

I could see the struggle going on inside of him. Do I make it easier on him and come to him, or do I push him out of his comfort zone?

Just as I was about to give in and put him out of his misery, Caston dove in. Watching his body slice through the water gave me the chills.

He was perfectly centered between my legs when he popped up for air, and instead of gasping for air, he dove right into my pussy. I fisted my hands into his wet hair and pushed him in deeper. His tongue twirled around and plunged into my depth making me cry out.

Before I could grasp what he was doing, he hooked his arms around my legs and threw me into the middle of the pool.

Coming back up, I was met by his fierce kiss, knocking me off my feet. He grabbed me, so I didn’t fall under the water, again. Never breaking his kiss with me he walked me back, so we were at the stairs on the safe side of the pool.

I pulled back from him, as my body rested on the steps. “Nice move there Cass, but I got you to come out there.”

“I almost passed out when I got to you.”

I laughed. He bent down to kiss my neck, where my special heart pendant hung, and plunged into me. My laughing quickly ended and turned to lust for this incredible man. Coming together we held onto each other until our breathing returned to normal.

Hearing the elevator doors open, Caston jumped out of the pool and grabbed a few towels for us. He wrapped me up, so I was decent before attending to himself. “Bre, honey, why don’t you head to the bedroom and take a relaxing bubble bath. I think that is our security for the weekend. I need to meet with. Then I promise you, I’m yours for the rest of the evening.”

“Okay.” I stretched up onto my tip toes and kissed him lightly. “Do we have any plans?”

“Dinner, and then whatever you want.”

I saw two burly men appear in my line of sight, and I backed away slowly. I bent down to grab my purse, making sure I didn’t show off my goodies to anyone and walked down the hall, not knowing exactly where I was going.

I watched her walk away, holding the towel tightly around her body. Her ass swayed back and forth. I wished I was chasing her down the hall, instead of meeting with security. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed another towel and ran it through my hair, then draped it around my shoulders.

“Welcome, gentlemen,” I said, acknowledging the men that had come in.

“Sir,” they said in unison.

“Please, show yourself to the office. I’ll be right behind you.”

They turned and stalked off in the opposite direction of Sabrina. I quickly grabbed my clothes and followed them. Reaching into my jean pocket, I pulled out my cell phone and noticed there were a few missed calls from Terrance. I sighed. If he called more than once it was important.

I quickly dialed, as I walked toward the office.

Terrance answered immediately. “Sir, I’m sorry to call so many times.”

“It’s okay, Terrance. What is wrong?”

“Beverly.”

I sighed, leaning with my back against the wall. “What now?”

“She is causing a ruckus at Black Hollywood. She keeps getting in somehow. I need to find out what employee is under her spell.”

“Have her arrested.”

“Very well, sir. Have the security detail arrived yet?”

“Yes. I was just about to go into a meeting with them now, actually. “

“I’ll let you know if anything changes. I’ll also be in direct contact with Jake and Phillip at all times.”

“Thank you, Terrance. Oh and Terrance, please get Will go destroy the video surveillance of the elevator to the suite from about an hour ago.” Hanging up the phone I let my head fall back to the wall, as I took a couple deep breaths. What the fuck is her deal?

I pulled my jeans on and walked into the office, drying my hair a little more. The boys stood up, giving me their attention.

I stood behind my desk and addressed them. “Jake, Phillip, very nice to meet you. Both of you come highly recommended by my head of security, Terrance.”

“Thank you, sir,” Jake said, shifting on his feet. “Terrance has filled us in on the situation at hand. I’ve already met with hotel security and distributed Beverly’s picture. A copy of the restraining orders have been filed with the local authorities. I believe we have everything underway, so the next few days here will be uneventful.”

“Very good,” I said, sitting. “However, I was just informed that Beverly is being arrested, probably as we speak, for trespassing at BH headquarters. She won’t be a problem for us, thankfully. It’s my birthday party I want to discuss. I want everyone to be as discreet as possible, so we do not pull attention. My birthdays can get crazy.” Phillip looked as though he wanted to interject, but I stopped him with my hand in the air. “I know there is a party. There always is. Sara, I’m sure thinks it’s a surprise.” I shook my head.

Phillip chuckled. “Okay, we’ll make sure everyone is secure before they enter. You’ll be back at what time with Ms. Bennett?”

“Eleven.”

“Very good, sir.” Phillip made a note in his phone.

“Anything else?” I asked, getting up to shake the men’s hands.

“Nothing right now, Mr. Black,” Jake said, “but I’ll be sure to call you if anything comes up.”

I nodded. “If you’ll excuse me, I would like to get back to my girl.”

Walking past them, I headed down the hall, past the pool. I was enjoying the quiet. One day, I’ll have a quiet birthday. I sighed.

Stopping at the bar by the pool area, I poured myself a whisky, before continuing on to master bedroom to find Sabrina.

I pushed the bedroom door open and my heart clenched. Sabrina was sprawled out on the bed fast asleep. Her hair was draped across the pillow. I walked over to the side table and set my drink down. Slowly getting in bed, I drew her to me.

My phone ringing bought me out of my sleep. It was Terrance’s ring. My stomach dropped. Hoping to not wake my love, I slid out of bed and quickly made my way into the hall.

“Hello?”

“I’m sorry, sir, did I wake you?”

“Don’t worry about it, Terrance, what is the matter?”

“Beverly, she’s MIA.”

“Fuck!” I slid my hands through my hair. “Okay, keep an eye on it. I’m sure you have already contacted Jake and Phillip. Damn it!”

“I’m sorry, sir, I feel like I have failed you.”

“Terrance, don’t feel that way. Just find her.”

I hung up the phone and walked back into the room. Sabrina was sitting up on the bed with the sheet pooled around her lower half.