The Rules (3 page)

“Sexy,” he smiled. She smiled back at
him;
she had deliberately worn a sexy black thong and bra in the hopes that he would get to see them. “Very sexy.”

She reached over and started unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it off.  She stared at his chest in amazement. He was gorgeous. She reached over and kissed his nipple and down his chest. She kissed softly and tenderly. How she loved this man. She reached the top of his jeans and he pulled her back up to him.

“I want to take your bra off.” He reached behind her and unclipped her bra. She stood there in her thong with her breasts standing at attention proudly. Her nipples were already hard but
seemed to grow harder as he reached down and took one in his mouth. He sucked and nibbled on both of her nipples and she played with his hair.

“This could be a scene in your next porno.” Alice joked with him and he laughed heartily.

“You always surprise me Alice. I’ve never met a woman like you before.” He stared at her in wonder and she reached down to unbuckle his pants. She was scared that he would think too much and then back off again. She didn’t want this moment to end. She loved that he was getting to know her better but she was scared that he would start feeling overwhelmed and become distant again. She had enough trouble keeping up with him as it was.

“Naughty girl Alice. What do you want to do with me?” He pretended to slap her hands but grinned as she unzipped him and reached in and pulled his cock out.

“Moana, Moana, did you just hear that?” Ingrid screeched loudly at her friend.

Alice and Oliver looked at each other and grinned as the two started to argue once again. She got down on her knees and took him in her mouth. She sucked on the tip and gently nibbled and he groaned, leaning back into the wall. She continued to bob up and down and she felt his hands on her neck running through her hair. She stopped and pushed him down onto the seat. He looked at her in surprise but grinned as she straddled his lap. She sat there with his hard cock pulsating between her legs. She rubbed her self back and forth on him and rubbed her breasts against his chest
. They both reveled in the feeling of their skins rubbing against each other.

“Okay, I can’t take this anymore.” Oliver whispered into her ear, lifted her bottom and placed her back down on top of his cock. She adjusted herself in his lap and bounced up and down as he grabbed her ass and pushed her down on him harder and faster. They came together fast and hard and just sat there for a few mins.

“Now I have to get some new jeans,” He grinned at her. “I have our juices all over my pants.”

She smiled at him but felt a rush of sadness invade her as she was reminded that they were about to go to dinner with his ‘fake girlfriend’ and her dad. She didn’t even want to think about the possibility of him sleeping with Maribel. She knew that it would tear her up inside. They quickly changed and exited the dressing room.

As they walked out Oliver called out “Bye Moana, bye Ingrid.”

Chapter 4

Oliver and Alice arrived at
Edwards’s
steakhouse and
were immediately attacked by the paparazzi. Alice stood in shock unsure what to do, this was the first time she had experienced all of the photographers in her face.

“Keep walking Alice.” Oliver turned around and called out to her gruffly. She walked quickly to join him and enter the restaurant.

“This is crazy.” She looked at him with huge eyes.

“Welcome to my life.” He gaze her a twisted smile. “But it’s the best place to see and be seen in Hollywood. When Maribel and I leave here arm and arm tonight, all the tabloids and gossip sites will have our photo’s together and will announce to the world we are a couple.”

“I see.” She attempted a smile.

“Now you see why I have to have the rules. Any wrong touch or movement by you to me and it will be all over the place.” He looked at him with a warning in his eyes.

“I get it Oliver.” She sighed. She was annoyed and upset. How could he make love to her so tenderly and passionately, laugh with her, share secrets with her and then speak to her and treat her like this?

“Good. Just remember your place.” He broke off suddenly as a tall handsome man and Maribel walked up to them.

“Oliver, good to see you.” The man greeted him with a handshake.

“John, my pleasure as always.” Oliver smiled and then reached over and kissed Maribel on both of her cheeks. “You look as beautiful as ever Maribel.”

Maribel beamed at his words. “Thanks Oliver. You look pretty sexy yourself.”

Alice tried not to stare at Maribel but it was hard to ignore her. She looked
beautiful;
she was also wearing a lace top that was so sheer that her breasts were clearly visible. Her nipples were like sharp bullets and Alice wanted to scratch her eyes out when she saw Maribel ‘accidentally’ rub her breasts against Oliver’s arm.

“John, please meet my assistant and co-writer Alice.” Oliver introduced her to John Gold, Maribel’s dad and Alice smiled as the man kissed her hands in greeting.

“Very pleased to meet you Alice. I hear you are a fantastic writer.” John’s voice was smooth and he stared very deeply into her eyes.

“Thanks.” She smiled winningly at him hoping that Oliver would notice and become jealous but he was too busy chatting with Maribel to notice.

“Let’s sit.” John took her arm and led them all to a booth. She sat next to the wall and he came in next to her, Maribel sat opposite her and Oliver sat opposite John.

“So tell me about you?” John spoke softly to her after they all had ordered. His hand was resting on her left leg and she wasn’t sure what to do. Oliver was too busy talking to Maribel to pay her any attention and she had the feeling that Maribel was rubbing his crotch from the way he kept shifting in his chair and the way Maribel was giggling.

“What would you like to know?” Alice tried to keep the tremble out of her voice.

“How did you get to be so talented and beautiful?” The words came out of his mouth silkily and he ran his hand slowly up her leg and in-between her thighs. She tried to shift over but all that did was give him the opportunity to slip his fingers down further and push them up against her mound. She was so thankful that she was wearing panties.

Alice contemplated screaming and running away from the table. But she knew that that had the possibility of making John Gold angry and withdrawing the money he was donating to make the movie she was helping to write. And she knew that Oliver would be so mad. She didn’t want to risk them losing the funding. And looking over at the table as Oliver and Maribel played kissy face made her extremely mad and upset. If Oliver could have someone else, why couldn’t she? John Gold was extremely handsome and why shouldn’t she enjoy herself. She was already walking on a grey path when it came to her sex life, what harm could it do to keep on walking?

“I’m not sure.” She smiled up at him and gasped as his fingers ran up and down her clit over her panties.

“I think you are a very smart girl Alice.” He continued to rub her clit and slipped a finger inside her panties so that his fingers were now touching her flesh. He leaned into her and whispered, “I wish I could bend down in-between your legs and lick up your wetness.” She stared back at him in shock and shifted away quickly from him. He removed his fingers from
in-between
her legs and slowly licked his fingers while staring at her.

She gazed at him, shocked at what he was doing and shocked at herself for allowing him to play with her pussy. She stared at Oliver from across the table and hated him with a vengeance. She was not this type of girl. She just wanted to be with Oliver. She didn’t want to play these games anymore.

“So Oliver, stop kissing my daughter and tell me how everything is going?” John interrupted the pair who were now French kissing in front of them and they pulled away from each other.

Oliver looked briefly at Alice and attempted a smile but she turned her face away from him, unable to
connect with a man who could do this to her. She wanted to tell him to hell with his rules. She wasn’t a
masochist;
she couldn’t
and didn’t want to
live this life.

“Good John. Very good.” Oliver smiled a tight smile and held his hand and Maribel’s hand up in the air and smiled broadly. Alice looked over and saw some camera’s taking photos of the two of them. As soon as the flashes stopped he dropped their hands and looked at Alice as if to say, “See.”

She bit her lip. Had the kissing been for show? For the cameras? Was everything for show? She wondered if she had what it took to make it in Hollywood. If she even wanted to make it big in Hollywood anymore.

“Good. Very good. I’m glad you and Maribel are dating. I’m glad to be supporting your work.” John smiled at stared at Oliver. He then reached over and caressed Alice’s left breast and pinched her nipple. Oliver’s gaze hardened as he watched John’s hand and Alice gasped. “I wouldn’t want there to be any reason to have to withdraw my financial backing. I know how hard it is to get art-house movies financed these days.”  He then reached over and squeezed her other nipple, “You have beautiful breasts Alice, are they real?” He smiled and she nodded uncomfortably.

Maribel giggled, “Oh daddy, you are bad.” She grabbed Oliver’s hand and put them on her breasts, “Mine are real too.” Oliver’s fingers squeezed her nipples dutifully and he and Alice stared at each other over the table.
The tension at the table was palatable and the nipple squeezing was only ended as
the waiter approached the table with their food.

As everyone started to eat, Alice stared at Oliver with pain in her eyes and mouthed, “I hate you.”
He stared at her throughout the meal and also watched John very carefully. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking but as when she felt John’s hands on her legs again she jumped up.

“Excuse me, I need to go to the ladies.” She almost ran from the table to the bathroom and burst into tears as she entered a stall. She didn’t want to have anything to do with this twisted situation any more. It wasn’t worth it. Oliver Park was leading her down a road that she couldn’t afford to go down anymore. She was already starting to feel broken inside. She heard someone come into the bathroom and call her name. She knew it was Oliver.

“Alice, where are you?” He knocked on all of the stalls. She held her breath when he knocked on her stall.

“Alice, open up. I know you are in there, it’s the only occupied stall.”

“Go away and leave me alone.” She shouted though the door.

“Alice, please open up.”

“Just fuck off Oliver Park, I’ve had enough of you and your rules. I’m done.” She heard him banging on the door and sighed as it came crashing in. He looked furious as he walked into the stall.

“Alice,” he started angrily and then he noticed her face, mascara everywhere, tears still running and he paused. “Shit Alice, are you okay.” He sighed and ran his hands through his hair and leaned back against the door.

“I told you about the rules Alice, I don’t know why you are crying.” He looked at her beseechingly.

“You didn’t tell me you were going to be pimping me out to other men.” She looked at him with hate and he recoiled. She could see the pain in his eyes.

“I wanted to shoot him when I saw him touch you Alice.”

“How could you let him to that to me? And then you to her.” She cried out.

“Alice, there’s more to this than I’ve told you.” He looked at her carefully. “John Gold is a
evil man.”

“You think I don’t know that?” She laughed manically.

“Alice, he’s responsible for something that happened to my mother. I, I can’t talk about this right now.” He turned away from her.

“You never want to talk about it Oliver,” she spoke softly. “Maybe if you told me I would understand.”

“This is part of the game Alice, you either play it or you don’t. I have to do what I have to do.” He looked at her carefully, his eyes searching for something in her face.