Stanton Adore (24 page)

“As long as he is loyal to me now, is what matters in this early stage of our relationship.”

Abbie rolls her eyes. “Who are you convincing us or yourself?” I pull a sad smile and hunch my shoulders again.

“You’re right” I whisper. “This is messed up but I don’t really know how to deal with this so I’m going with denial.”

“Idiot,” Bridget snaps.

“Totally,” I whisper.

The driver opens the door to the car and I nervously slide out. I am pimped to the nines in my lingerie and sexy dress Joshua has bought me, I’m wearing sky high stilettos. The dress is stunning and it’s a perfect fit, when did he have time to buy it? Max walks me through to the desk and announces to the three ladies behind the desk.

“Mr Stanton’s guest.” They all look at me up and down and smile.

“Second elevator on the left,” the blonde one smiles “fourth floor.” A guard comes over and accompanies us to the lift and pushes the buttons for us on the outside of the lift. I think this is strange until I realize there are no buttons on the inside. This place is very exclusive. As we enter the lift a horrifying thought crosses my mind do they think I’m a prostitute? Probably…… stop thinking. Max stays silent next to me in the elevator and my heart rate is jumping through my chest. This place is probably the most luxurious hotel I have ever been in. It’s breathtaking. Is this what he was talking about with the expensive life thing? Is this normal for him? I shake my head.

“How the other half live hey,” I sigh to Max. He smiles and nods, understanding my meaning. We walk up a wide corridor. Exclusive artwork lines the walls and the carpet is plush under foot. Large fresh flowers adorn the antique benches. Beautiful chandeliers hang low. The sheer grandeur of this place only adds to my nerves. We finally arrive at the door.

“I will be out here for you Ma’am if you need me.”

I frown, “Are you staying out in the corridor all night?” I’m mortified.

He smiles. “No Mr Stanton has booked the whole floor. Ben and I have our own apartments too,” he winks at me and I smile. There has to be some perks for guarding a billionaire. He steps back to allow me privacy to knock. Why in the hell am I so nervous? It’s because I am feeling out of my league here in this exotic place. I feel like bloody Bridget Jones in a Hollywood Blockbuster Movie.

The door opens and there he is. The finest male specimen on earth in a black dinner suite. My heart stops, I have never seen him in a dinner suite and black tie. He looks breathtaking. He stands back to allow me to enter and nods to Max in appreciation for getting me there safely. I enter and gasp at the sight. The room is half dark with only the lamps and a row of gentle spotlights around the perimeter of the roof. The back wall is a breathtaking view of the Sydney sky scraper lights, Sydney Harbor Bridge and the Opera House. He closes the door behind me. My eyes shoot back to Mr Stanton. That’s who he is tonight, I can feel the dominance oozing from his every pore. My throat is dry as I look him up and down. The sexual tension in the air is thick with anticipation, my heart racing. His eyes hungrily scan from my head to my toes and back up again, he cracks his neck.
Hmm there it is
. He holds up his hand for me as he smiles affectionately. I take it and he wraps me into an embrace. He retrieves something out of his pocket and points it to the wall and a loud beat fills the space. I smile, it’s the song I sent him today. Dark Horse, the sexiest song I have ever heard. He starts to move his hips into the time of the beat and pulls me close so we are dancing a slow sensual dance, back and forward. He pulls something out of his pocket and points it toward the wall and three huge screens light up around the perimeter of the room, all with different angles of us. My eyes shoot back to his in realization what’s going on here and he smiles a slow knowing sexy smile. His head is on an angle as he waits for my approval. He tenderly grabs my face with his two hands and swipes his tongue through my lips hungrily as his hips keep dancing. I can’t help it I get lost in his kiss and the provocative dance he has me dancing here.

“I missed my beautiful girl today,” he whispers into my neck. Warmth spreads through me at his intimate words, I could get used to this. As he is dancing his lips follow down the length of my neck and he gently sucks me, all while gently dancing the erotic dance with his hips. I look over his shoulder and reality sinks in
holy shit
. There are three cameras around the room on tripods. One is angled toward the double ottoman in the middle of the lounge room where a spotlight is also angled. He kisses me again deeper, more passionate and I know I had good reason to be nervous. My gut feeling was onto something. I know what’s going on here.

Josh’s kink is coming to life………… We are making a porno.

Chapter 19

Katy Perry’s velvety
voice sings the seductive words to Dark Horse, the addictive sexy music fills the room and my senses through the sound system.

We start dancing to the sensual words that are being sung. Ok, how did I end up in an exclusive hotel? In what is definitely no celebration dinner. This is a planned seduction, and you know what? It’s working, I’m totally seduced. This beautiful man dancing sexily up to me, grinding against me and pulling me onto his erection in a black dinner suite. His erotic demanding kisses and the pure dominance in his stance has me begging to be part of his kink world, begging to please him.

The words are hypnotic…………applying just to us. The beat turning me inside out.

He keeps our hips dancing to the slow beat, his eyes penetrate mine as his hands gently start to move up my legs lifting my dress to the cameras. He runs his finger along the garter strap as he rests his lips on my temple. He twirls me around suddenly to the music and I laugh out loud. His lips are on me again, his teeth grazing my neck as his arousal level amps up a couple of notches. He lifts one of my legs and hooks it around his hip. I find I am holding my breath as I feel a rush of crème to my core, my nipples harden under his expert hands. His hand rubs from my knee up to my behind and he grabs it hard, grinding himself onto me. His pupils are dilated and his mouth is open. He cracks his neck. My eyes drop to his lips.

He turns me so my back is to his front and he continues the slow circular hip sway. I could come from just this. This man is the Maestro of seduction. His hands caress my breasts and follow my body and he gently starts to lift my dress. He kisses my neck and whispers into my ear.

“Watch.” My eyes drift to the screen before us and I am openly shocked at just how hot we look. His arousal level is off the charts, I can see it in his eyes. Not surprisingly I look like I am about to burst into orgasm at any second. I can see through my lace panties and my thighs as he lifts my dress. He raises my arms so they are around his neck behind me as his hands drift up and down my body. Each time lifting my dress and exposing my lingerie just that little bit more to the cameras. I can feel my pulse between my legs as I watch the two of us in IMAX erotically dance in time to this sexy music. The song finishes and starts again and I smile as realisation hits that it is on repeat. He bends at the knees so he is lower than me and opens my legs to the cameras, slowly sliding his hands up my inner thighs.

“I’m aching for my precious girl,” he whispers into my ear. “I need to be inside her” He runs his fingertips over my lace panties and feels the shape of my most erotic core. “You’re so wet for me baby…………dripping. Do you know hard you make me?”
He’s good
alright
.

“I can’t wait to taste you,” he whispers. My eyes flick to the screen and he runs his fingers around the rim of my garter belt and bites my neck hard. Oh shit, I don’t believe this, I whimper as an orgasm gently pulses through me, he kisses me passionately again and he turns and pushes me up against the wall.

“Fucking perfect,” he whispers. The orgasm fog temporarily lifts and I think to myself, fucking embarrassing more like. I can’t believe I came without him even touching me. He steps back from me still while moving his hips to the music. He’s such a good dancer. He gently starts to undo the bows of my dress one at a time. He is concentrating on the bows looking down and I pull his chin up to my face level. I need him to see what he means to me. His eyes meet mine, he stops what he is doing to put his hands on either side of my head on the wall.

“Do you know how much I fucking adore you?” he whispers and tears fill my eyes. He speaks the truth I can feel it. He doesn’t just adore me, he loves me. This isn’t a sleazy stick film we are making. This is a declaration of our love. My tears start to flow freely as I grab him by the face and kiss him with everything I have. I need him to know how much I desperately love him, how desperately I need him.

“Don’t cry baby,” he whispers. “Just know that this is it for us,” he kisses me deeply. “We will never be apart again……… I promise you.” I bite my bottom lip and smile as he gently wipes the tears with his thumbs from my eyes then releases me again to continue untying the bows. I come to an internal decision. You know what? If its kink my man wants, then its kink my man is going to get. He deserves my best and if he wants to watch this film again tomorrow and the day after that then so be it. Hell, he can put it on the National News for all I care.

We keep moving slowly, dancing erotically against each other.

My dress drops to the ground and I am standing before him in my corset, suspender belt, panties, stockings and stilettos. His eyes drop hungrily down the length of my body and once again he ticks his jaw and cracks his neck. He grabs my hand and walks me back to the middle of the room where he pulls me into an embrace and gently starts to dance with me again, his hips demanding attention. He is really moving to the beat now and I know for sure that every time I hear this song in the future I will probably orgasm by picturing him just like this, dancing to this song. I reach up and start to undress him. I first remove his jacket and I throw it on the back of the lounge. Our hips are still swaying in time to the sensual beat. I slowly take off his tie and put it around my neck as I go in for a swipe with my tongue. He starts to lose control, I know he is tampering his arousal by sheer will alone. His hands grab my behind as he pulls me into his hard length, my eyes close at the contact. I remove his shirt and am rewarded by the sight of his rippled torso. My name branding his body, I bend to kiss his tattoo. He gently rubs the back of my hair and pulls me back up to a standing position.

“Not tonight,” he whispers. Huh he doesn’t want my mouth on him………… that’s different. Then I remember the cameras, he doesn’t want me giving him a head job on film and I fall just that bit deeper in love with him. Even in this is he is thinking of me, putting my needs before his. He doesn’t want this to appear smutty. I undo his pants and he kicks off his shoes and removes his socks. I slowly peel him out of his pants and we gently start to sway to the music in sync with each other.

We keep dancing and I have lost track of how many time my new favourite song has played. Our kissing has turned desperate and I can tell just by his breathing how close he is to orgasm, his fingers digging desperately into my behind. My hands are clutching his head, dragging him down to me. His beautiful length is becoming painful against my stomach. I need him inside me. He turns me towards one of the cabinets along the wall, I know a camera is situated on top of it. He bends me over it and I place my two hands on top of it to hold myself up as he kisses my neck from behind. He drops to his knees behind me and slowly peels my panties down my legs. He pushes my torso forward and starts to gently lick me from behind. My mouth is open as he takes his time pleasuring me on his knees, I’m close again. Why am I so damn responsive to this god? Slowly he pushes two fingers into me with a twist of his hand and I groan and close my eyes. He starts to take over my body as he slowly fucks me with his fingers, each stroke stronger than the last. My hair is everywhere and a sheen of perspiration covers our bodies.

His mouth is open on the small of my lower back, his breathing is laboured and I know he’s going to come soon, very soon. I look up into the camera and he pushes me hard forward with his fingers and I throw my head back at the delightful sensation, my mouth falls slack. I look directly into the camera and mouth the words.

“I love you.”

The toxic rhythm of the beat sounds loud in our ears. I want him to watch this film and feel my euphoria at his touch, the depth of my love for him. I want him to have it on film as a silent witness. He twists his fingers again and I groan and fall into another intense orgasm. I am over taken I slump forward and he leans over me and pulls my hair over to one side of my neck and kisses my shoulder blade, his breath is quivering. He needs me to take care of him. I turn and dive my tongue into his mouth and with renewed vigour I mouth the words to him.

“Get on your back.” His eyes bore into mine and dilate, his neck cracks. He takes my hand and leads me over to the double ottoman in the middle of the room which I now realize is covered in a white sheet. I smile, this was his plan all along. He wants me to take him dressed like this in my corset suspender belt and stockings. I slowly peel his boxer shorts away and am greeted with his mouth watering erection, the thick veins coursing its length. I have never seen him so hard. It’s hard to not to taste him, I’m dying to. He lies down on his back and I step over him, my hands on his shoulders. Slowly but slowly I slide my wet core along the length of him and he hisses in approval as he closes his eyes. I lift my hips and grab the base of him to lower myself onto his waiting cock, I groan at the intense pressure as his body possesses mine. My mouth is open as I work my way down onto him. Our gaze is locked and I’m having trouble taking him this way up first. He’s so large. I’m moving side to side to allow my body to loosen and he stills my hips with his hands as he lurches forward. I pant and look into his dilated blue eyes, he’s trying to stop himself from climaxing. Trying to hold it together. I mouth the words,

“Fuck me.” He smiles a slow seductive smile and starts to move. His eyes flick to the screen as his mouth hangs open and he looks back to me and mouths the words.

“Watch.” My eyes shoot up to the screen, he’s right. This is the most erotic thing I have ever seen. My body taking his, his hands on my hips controlling the way I move. The black satin corset with crème ribbons to match my stockings, my hair wild and my skin flushed from orgasm. I can see every muscle on his torso ripple as I ride him hard. I slowly start to unclasp the front eyelets of my corset to expose my breasts to his gaze and he closes his eyes again, he’s trying to block the visual. I know to stop the oncoming orgasm. I remove the corset and throw it over my shoulder as I lick my lips and suck on my fingers and that is it. He loses control and jumps up and throws me down onto the ottoman to swap positions. He is then riding me hard, slamming into me in deep long strokes. He picks up my legs and puts them over his shoulders as he holds his weight up on straight arms and open mouth kisses my inside lower leg. Perspiration is running down his back. He circles his hips while deeply slamming into me. He starts to suck on my inner ankle and I moan a deep sound and he slams into me one two three more times and he cries out and I feel his hot semen burn me from the inside out. Oh shit not again, I start to ripple inside and I know what’s coming. His jerking cock deep inside me spirals me into yet another orgasm and I scream as I am wrung dry. I can hardly breathe, my heart is racing so fast. I am absolutely worked over, and on film no less. The camera never lies.

Two hours later and after another two orgasms and a very hot shower I walk out of the bathroom in my hotel supplied white robe to find my Adonis. I locate him on the outside deck leaning on the hand rail and looking out over the harbor at the stunning view. He has poured us both a glass of champagne and has a platter of chocolate covered strawberries waiting on the table. The dinner we have just devoured was amazing, as is the service. The Park Hyatt at the Rocks definitely knows how to please, this place is beyond swank. He is wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist. His olive skin is a stark contrast to the white towel and the way he is leaning on the railing I can see every muscle in his broad back. I smile, arrested by his beauty. I can’t resist, the temptation to great. On route to him I pick up my I phone and take a picture of him from behind. It looks like it has been photo shopped, nobody could be that perfect. I quickly shoot it to Abbie and Bridge with the text

Just enjoying the view with my
Champagne and Chocolate Strawberries
XXXXX

I immediately get a text from Abbie

Fuck off I hate you

I smile a bratty smile and my phone beeps again it’s a message from Bridget

How in the fuck did you get him?

I laugh out loud my friends are just so………… bilingual, cursing of course being their first language. I am busted. He turns and smiles as he walks towards me, he hands me my champagne. Why are you taking photos of me?” his eyes question.

I smile. “Because I can.” He leans in for a tender kiss and his eyes linger on mine. Something has changed between us tonight. I know he’s impressed that I let him film us or maybe it’s the fact that I realize I trust him enough to let him film us, I’m not sure. But I know he feels it too and I need to get something off my chest. The plan was to let him see my I love you message on the movie and let it go from there but he might not watch it for years………who knows. Actually what in the hell is he going to do with that movie? The mind boggles. He pulls me into a gentle embrace and rubs my back.

“Do you know how much I adore you,” he whispers into my hair.

I nod and smile. “Yes,” I answer. It’s true, I do feel truly adored. He returns the smile down at me, he’s so much taller when I have no shoes on. His eyes hold mine again and I can’t keep it in any longer. I want this night to be perfect, more perfect than it has been already.

“Do you know how much I love you Joshua?” I whisper as I run my hand down the side of his face. His eyes widen and he leans in and gently kisses me. He breaks into a full blown, swoon worthy smile. “I just need you to know how I feel about you” I whisper. “I have never stopped loving you Josh, it’s always been you. You complete me.” My eyes tear up again. What’s going on with me lately, frigging cry baby? He nods and swallows but doesn’t say anything. His eyes glow with a warmth I haven’t seen in them before.

“Come to bed with me and show me how much you love me back baby,” I smile. He kisses me again with such passion my heart stops and he throws me over his shoulder and marches me off to the bedroom. And just like that the chocolate coated strawberries and champagne are forgotten………… what a waste.