The One Addicted (32 page)

“Oh, definitely the one that makes me scream Lulu and me-thinks that is over here. Soz, babe.” She slides over to kiss Nathan, who happily reciprocates her attentions.

“We’re going to go dance, are you joining us?” Abby waves at me and I shake my head. Her and Nathan can go have some one-on-one time, as I’m sure they are craving it just as much as I am. I look across at Seb, whose just collared a waiter for more drinks and my heart starts to beat faster – just a glimpse and I’m sent spiralling into jitters. All this talk of making me beg for it and porn is already having an effect on me and I instinctively lick my lips and feel my nipples harden at the thought of his hands on my body and his scent as I kiss his neck.
  
“Your eyes give away everything, baby – I’ve told you before and right now I feel like I’m about to be eaten alive.”
    
I lower my eyes in shame.
Is it that obvious?
 
“Hey, hey? I’m only joking – don’t ever hide your emotions from me. I
want
to be able to read you;
need
to for us to work. If it makes you feel any better I feel the same. We should never have come here.”
 

“Why?” I look about us and my question is answered immediately. Everyone is horny. Everyone is here with the purpose of getting laid and everyone is pushed to their limits.
    
“Because all I want to do is slip under this table and tongue that sexy little clit of yours until you beg me to slip my finger inside of you; until you beg me to fill you with my come.”
I gulp at his words, dirty and erotic and my cervix aches in response. “I wish you could.”
In the dark I think I see his brow rise in surprise and it pleases me that he knows how much I want him and that I’m willing to try new things, but instead he just leans in to plant a slow kiss on my lips, sending hot fires to my belly and creating a pool of dampness in my panties. “Baby, there are so many clubs I could take you to back home, where legalities don’t exist, and we could do just what I’ve described
 
– openly and without my brother and your best-friend nearby. Where people walk around naked, their breasts and pussies on display, cocks being pumped, threesomes, four-ways, you name it but with you, I won’t share. It’ll never happen. I won’t allow anyone but me to see you naked. You are not for another man’s eyes.”
    
God, if he kept talking to me this way I was going to come without him touching me, I am so turned on. I love the fact that he is so protective and alpha about my body. I am his and that is fine by me.

I reach across under the table and place my hand on his cock, its hardness solid and searching, desperate to be released and so hot, but I’m only there an instant before he plants a hand over mine and removes it slowly and deliberately; his face composed, but I can tell he is finding it difficult to maintain equilibrium.

The dark purple room, is perfect for seduction and all around us, transactions are being made, bodies being sold and sex the main agenda. Several men have looked my way but I don’t want to encourage them. “You have caught the eye of many men Lucia. All of them wanting to take you home and fuck you and I am the lucky one. The one who will see you explode around my cock tonight and get to sheath myself in that tight pussy of yours.”

“Oh Seb, I’m not sure I can last much longer. Can we just go… please!”

It’s a whisper and I push my breasts towards him, desperate to feel him cup them but his teasing continues. “This place is all about the build-up, baby.
 
So you’ll be dripping by the time I take you. Like at Scarlet House - it makes you think about sex, not BDSM, or kink, just erotica, the tension is built by being near someone, talking about what we’re going to do to each other and not being able to touch - it makes for a far better end result.
 
It’s all about the anticipation - what’s to come or who…”

Me I hope
and it better be soon. Who’d have thought in a matter of weeks I’d have become so demanding?
   
Out of the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of a tall vibrant red-head weaving her way towards our booth, her eyes transfixed on her goal -
Sebastian
. From the moment we’d entered I’d seen female heads turn like hungry she-wolves and their shrewd eyes assess Seb as prey; the jealousy I feel is primal. I had thought that with my permanent fixture at his side that would be enough for them to back off, figuring I’d bagged him first - obviously not? Then again, I have to remind myself that these women were here to work and they’d fight to the death to get a prize such a Sebastian or Nathan - it would make the job far easier to bear - would make it less work and more play I’m sure.
 
The brassy redhead reaches our table and places a hand on her slim hip, all the while ignoring me and focused entirely on my man. In a heavily laced Russian accent she asks directly and confidently, “I ‘ave not seen you in ‘ere before. You like to go back to ‘otel and I show you why zhey call me the best huesos in Dubai?”
    
WTF? And what was a huesos when it was at home?
  
To give Seb his due he appears as surprised as I am at this woman’s directness and with a smile responds. “No thanks.”
 
I am griping the stem of my champagne flute so tightly I fear it will snap clean off and tight-lipped I place it calmly onto the tabletop, so as not to do damage to myself. The bitch continues to hover like a bad smell and appraise Sebastian at her leisure.
“I can offer great deal, handsome? I like Engleesh – zhey are biigg!”
Really?
Sebastian’s grip on my knee is pinching to stop me reacting but I can’t bite my tongue any longer. This bird is taking the utter piss! “He said… no thanks - are you deaf?”
    
Her striking grey eyes fly towards me with a mixture of disdain and surprise before she sneers and mutters under her breath. “Ostyn’ suka”. The words fly from her mouth in her native tongue, and are full of spite. I’m not entirely sure what she had said to me but from her tone it was entirely derogatory, however I know a little Russian from my Uni days and I’m pretty sure Suka means bitch. Her fixed look hovers over me, for a second longer, challenging me further before returning to ran charm once again over Seb. “I meet you after you ‘ave done with thize new girl on ze block. Dah?”
 
Ok, time to get rid of the Suka.

“He’ll be far too busy fucking me every which way you can imagine, darling, so go find yourself another trick, this one is mine for the night.
Dah?
” My totally faked and manly interpretation of her accent is not met with approval but fills me with great satisfaction.
    
Again she watches me with that hooded, complacent gaze, but this time a flicker of newfound respect twinkles there and with a jut of her chin and a pout to her glossy lips she nods slowly looking me up and down “Dah,” before moving on to her next unwitting male.
    
I down the rest of my fizz and can feel Sebastian’s heated stare to my right. “Baby, that was hot! So I’m your trick tonight am I?”
    
“You most certainly are and I charge by the hour, so let’s get Abs and Nathan and do one. I’m going to show you the best night of your life.”

“Well you better as you may have just cost me a night with the best huesos in Dubai.”
 

“Do you know what that is?”

“It’s a cock sucker, baby.” His grin is annoying, of course he’d understand Russian and that word in particular.

“Oh, that’s alright then as you are going home with the best huesos around… I’d be more than happy to demonstrate here and now if you’ll let me.” That wipes the smile from his face.

I chuckle as Seb, gives me a look of pure lust and turns to manically wave in Nathan’s direction and we head over to meet them halfway. “Guys are you ready to leave? Lu & are are up for an early night.”

I assess Abby’s body language and smile, their intentions are identical to ours, I can tell by the lingering looks and the way she is glued to his side; the Barracuda club had worked its charms.
 

“Sounds good to us.”

*****

    
By the time we get back to our suite, after saying goodnight to Abby and Nathan, Seb and I are desperate for privacy! As soon as the lift door opens, he scoops me up in his arms and has the suite door open in seconds, thrusting me immediately up against the wall as his magic mouth devours mine, tongues dancing, his large hands holding my face as if I am the most precious thing. I feel the familiar whoosh throughout my body as we connect in the way only we can. His hands move from my face as he kisses and nips with his teeth down to the side of my neck, desperately lowering my camisole straps down my arms, effectively trapping them down by my sides as his lips move to my nipples as they cry out for his attention, wetting me through the silk.  
 

   
“Oh, Lu, what you do to me, baby.  I can never get enough of you - your smell, your taste!”  

    
My camisole is lowered and my La Perla lacy bra removed before I can blink. His hands cup my breasts together as he buries his face between them, inhaling deeply, his mouth seeking each nipple to worship each in turn. I am on fire! “Seb, baby pleeease......"

    
“Again!”

    
“Please!”

    
He falls to his knees, dragging my camisole and skirt down with him, before returning to my hips to pull my matching black lacy panties over my thighs and stiletto’s to follow suit. Lifting each ankle in turn he removes them, then kneels between my legs, smoothing his hands up my thighs and round to my bottom, cupping it, all the while stroking the creases at the top of my legs. My feet press down deeper into the soles of my stilettos and I spread my legs wider.
 

    
“So smooth, so perfect, Lu - you undo me every time!”
 

    
I arch my back and lift my eyes to the ceiling on a moan, tilting my pelvis as he lifts one of my legs and places it on his shoulder; he continues to gaze at me, mesmerised, my pale pink pussy completely on show to his greedy eyes,  glistening with want.

    
“Seb, please!!”

    
Suddenly, his mouth is on me. Fuck - yeeeessssss! At last! I’ve craved this since his naughty words in the Club, ached for his hot wet tongue to swirl around my clit. Ahh!

    
This man is a master and I close my eyes and savour every minute of his magic tongue and lips as he strokes forcefully inside me, closing his lips round my aching bud. Replacing his tongue with one, then two fingers, he pumps quickly, hooking his fingers deeper within me as he touches my sweet spot, continuing to swirl his tongue round and around my jewel. Oh my fucking God! I scream his name as I come, shuddering, my knees buckling, my legs shaking as I pull him even closer to me.  
 

    
Shit!
 

   
My heel has been digging into his shoulder as I’d come undone but he doesn't seem to mind or care as he growls and swoops me up, carrying me to our beautiful silver bed.
 

    
He sits and I kneel between his legs, my breasts grazing his legs and remove his socks and shoes, lower his jeans and underwear, and slip them over his feet seamlessly. I return my attention to his length which stands proud and regal, and jerks automatically at my touch. I hold him at the base, and dip to collect the small drop of pre-cum from his tip, swirling my tongue around his bulbous head and travelling down the muscled length, the skin like velvet as I stroke; velvet wrapped around solid Silver.

   
I work his cock with my mouth, lips and tongue and fingers, massaging and delivering a
hueuos
, worthy of such an impressive weapon. Empowered by his groans and the undulating encouraging rotations of his lean hips, I lavish him with a litany of kisses, each one more pressured than the last. Rolling my bottom lip up the side of him I use my face to stroke him, before slipping my hot wet mouth all the way down his column, until he hits my gag reflex. “Ah, Lu, baby.”

    
His words only make me suck harder, as I feel myself growing wetter. He is completely at my disposal now and I look up at his perfect body, reaching a hand up to caress his flat lean stomach, the indents of his abs - he was pure muscle and all mine.

   
I begin to pump with my fist and continue to bob up and down over his cock, my cheeks hollowing and mouth working until my jaw aches and then I feel him grow thicker and harder - he was so close. Cupping his balls, I use my middle finger to touch a little further back towards his butt, just past his perineum and as I suck one last time I press in that magic place firmly, my palm supporting his balls.
 

   
“LUCIA!”

    
He climaxes violently, shooting his hot salty liquid, filling my mouth in endless streams and I pause, swallow and continue to milk him, draining him of every last drop. And when he can’t take anymore, his legs twitching in defiance, his breathing returning to normal, I kiss his tip lovingly and lick a long leisurely trail up his length before crawling up over his body and into his open arms.
 

   
I snuggle into his embrace, feeling his lips on my hair and light caress of my spine and I kiss his chest. I’d never get enough of this addictive man.

  
“You OK, baby?” I smile into the dark, listening to his faster than normal heartbeat.

  
“All good - just need a minute to come down off the ceiling.”

  
“That good?”

  
“Amazing. You were right…”

  
“Oh?”
 

  
“Best huesos around.”

   
“You said it
 
- always remember that, you sexy bastard.”