Happily Ever After: A Contemporary Romance Boxed Set

by Piper Rayne

  “You should stay here for a few days until we find you a new place to stay. Trish told me about the deplorable apartment you rented. I need you to be well-rested and alert when you work for me. You should stay at a place where you feel safe and can keep your health. About your luggage? Trish looked into it, and they found it. Only the suitcase, but all your contents were gone so we need to get you a new wardrobe. One that would reflect well on Slade PR. Trish will help you with that too.”

  “Trish does everything, doesn’t she?” I asked.

  “She is very reliable,” Mr. Slade said. “I know I could always count on her.”

  “Well, I like her too,” I smiled. “So I’m going to enjoy my time with Trish.” I was so happy and relieved that I will be staying at a safer and much nicer place than Hollywoodland Apartments. I leaned over to kiss Mr. Slade’s cheek. “Thank you for putting me up at the hotel and for getting me a new wardrobe.”

  My kiss startled Mr. Slade, and he reached up to touch his cheek where I had kissed him. I got out of his car and walked into the hotel lobby. Gold and marble lined the walls and molding of the lobby. The floors were a beautiful silver, gold, and white grey design. I felt as though I had stepped into an European palace.

  “Miss Talbot?” A young woman dressed in the hotel’s uniform approached me.

  “Yes,” I said, looking at her badge. Shirley Kim. VIP Guest Manager.

  “We have your room ready. Just follow me,” the pretty and poised young woman said.

  I followed her to the elevators, stepped in, and followed her down the hall to the end through double doors. She opened it, and stepped in. It was the most luxurious room I have ever seen. There was a master suite, a living room, a small kitchen, and a balcony. “This is so beautiful,” I said. “Your staff did an excellent job prepping this room. It even smells so nice. Jasmine and oranges,” I said.

  Ms. Kim smiled and said, “Thank you. I’ll tell the staff you liked the room. Enjoy your stay.”

  “Thank you, Ms. Kim,” I said, closing the door behind me. I texted Mr. Slade.

  Me: I love it love it love it! The hotel suite is beautiful. Thank you for the suite.

  Slade: I knew you would like it. Now get some sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow.

  With that, it didn’t take long for me to kick off my shoes and fall backwards onto the fluffy king size bed and fall into the deepest sleep.

  The next day, I woke up to room service delivering a full breakfast to my suite. Compliments of Skar.

  I took a photo of the spread, texted it to Mr. Slade.

  Me: What a wonderful surprise, Mr. Slade. It was delicious. I savored the meal.

  Slade: I knew you would. Next time, take a picture of you eating it. I love watching you eat. It is very sensual.

  Me: Perhaps we should eat together sometime.

  I realized that it sounded like eat each other.

  Me: I mean, we should eat a meal together more often.

  Slade: We will. Lunch and dinner today. You are tagging along with me today until late again.

  Me: What about Trish taking me to get a new wardrobe?

  Slade: I’m taking you instead. Trish has too much to do.

  Shouldn’t Slade be busier than Trish?

  Me: You like to shop?

  Slade: I actually do. Especially for women. With you, everything would look good on you, if you only knew what to choose.

  Me: Anything would look good on me? Then why bother helping me find a wardrobe?

  Slade: Because, Lily, you don’t know what to wear to make the most of your exquisite beauty.

  He thought I was beautiful. Mr. Hotshot thought I was an “exquisite beauty”. Then why did he act so disgusted by me?

  Me: You think I’m beautiful?

  Slade: You’re a natural beauty, and I am being objective. Anyone could see you are, but you dress badly. No, you dress horribly. Your outfit takes away from your beauty. It makes me angry how unaware you are of your own beauty.

  Me: I just don’t want to be conceited about it. Beauty’s only skin deep. It’s only what’s on the surface. I like seeing people by their actions and how they treat others. That’s what matters to me.

  Slade: I’m walking up to your suite, Lily. You’d better be dressed because I’m coming in now.

  The front door to my suite opened, and Mr. Slade barged in as though he owned the place. He stopped in front of me and stared down at me, taking me in. “I thought I said you’d better be dressed.”

  I looked down at myself, sitting at the table to the open balcony. I was wearing only panties under the fluffy bathrobe I found in the bathroom. “This is all I have to wear while my clothes dry.”

  Mr. Slade couldn’t take his eyes away. “What?”

  “It’s either wait for my clothes to dry or I wear that horrendous unicorn kitty bikini again, which I would rather burn.”

  “Had I known, I would have picked up some clothes before I got here,” Mr. Slade said, his eyes still glued to me.

  “I can wear whatever they have here in the gift store, too,” I said.

  “You have the most perfect breasts,” Mr. Slade said, almost to himself.

  “What?” I looked down and saw my bathrobe had opened, fully revealing my bare breasts.

  I pulled my bathrobe close, blushing.

  Mr. Slade walked over to me and pulled me out of the chair and so close to him until our noses were almost touching. “What are you doing?”

  “What?” I asked.

  “Flashing your perfectly beautiful breasts to me, tempting me?” he whispered to me.

  “I wasn’t trying to,” I said, barely above a whisper. My throat had gone dry.

  His thumb was tracing my lower lip as his hand cupped my chin. Below, I was heating up, getting warmer with need.

  “Mr. Slade…”

  “Skar,” he corrected me in a deep husky voice. “My name is Skar, remember that.”

  “Skar,” I said. “Oh my…I want…”

  His thumb entered my mouth, and I closed my lips on it, sucking on it.

  Skar closed his eyes in pleasure as I sucked on his thumb. “Your lips are made for sex,” he groaned.

  I used my tongue to lick his thumb until he moved us over to the bed, backing me until my knees touched the bed, and I fell on my back. He fell on top of me, removing his thumb from my mouth and replacing it with his mouth.

  His mouth covered mine, devouring me hungrily with his lips and tongue. “You’re so delicious, Lily. I can’t have enough of you.” He opened my bathrobe baring my breasts to him. “Oh mercy,” he said, taking one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue on it then blowing on it. His right hand grabbed my other breast, rubbing his thumb over and over against it until I was moaning.

  “You like my mouth on you, do you?” Skar asked.

  “Yes,” I cried out.

  He moved his lips down from my nipples, kissing my stomach. “You’ll like my hands on you, too, then,” he moved his hands against my thighs, lightly rubbing his fingers in a circle against my thigh, going higher and higher until his thumb was rubbing between my folds.

  I gasped, gripping the sheets below me.

  “You’re so wet,” he amazed. “So tight.” He quickened his fingers until I was writhing.

  The pressure was building in me until my eyes were rolling back, and I was shaking.

  “Let yourself go, Lily,” Skar said. “Let go.”

  At that, I cried out and exploded. As I exploded, Skar placed his mouth on my folds, eating me, licking me over and over again that another intense wave of pleasure rolled through me, rocking me against Skar’s mouth and his tongue, which kept going and going, licking me until we were both spent.

  Skar’s head laid on my stomach. His eyes were closed, his lips curled into a smile.

  After a while, he turned his face to look deep into my eyes, and said, “That…was so hot.”

  He reached up and touched my cheek. “Are you okay, Lily?”

  “I�
�Yes,” I said. “It’s the first time I’ve ever…”

  “Came?” Skar asked.

  “Yes,” I said.

  “You’ve never had an orgasm?” he asked.

  “No, not like that,” I said.

  Skar laughed. “Good, I don’t like the thought of you getting an orgasm like that from anyone other than me.”

  7

  Lily

  The rest of the week, I was in bliss. I was always with Skar at work and after work. After that tough first day on the job, it was as if the bully boss I knew was replaced by a man who just wanted me.

  * * *

  “Lily,” he nibbled at my ear, as his body crushed me against the wall of his private office. “How about we leave the office early today and go fill out the rest of your wardrobe?

  * * *

  “What else can I possibly need, Skar?” I asked, as his mouth devoured my mouth, his hardness rubbing against my crotch, heating me up. Skar had taken me all over Beverly Hills, stopping into boutique stores to find me dresses, suits, evening gowns, and even designer jeans and shoes to wear. “A girl as beautiful as you,” he said while I was trying on one of the dresses in the dressing room, “should wear the finest.”

  “Oh,” I said while he was undressing me and sliding his hands up and down my stomach and thighs to my core. “What is the finest?”

  * * *

  “Nothing, but jewelry,” he said, kissing my neck and rubbing his thumbs against my already wet core. “I want to dress you in sheer clothing that shows off your pure beauty.” His mouth wrapped around my nipples, his tongue darting out to lick it. Before I knew it, his face was between my legs, licking and biting until I was coming.

  * * *

  That was a couple of days ago in the dressing room of a boutique store. Today, he was going for a repeat performance in his private office at Slade PR.

  * * *

  He went down on his knees to pull down my panties, tearing them as he ripped it from my thighs. His mouth was hot against my folds, licking and kissing, thrusting his tongue deep into me as he worked me into coming. I moaned and exploded, my body rocking with waves of pleasure. His tongue was still licking my clit, his eyes glued to mine. His face was in bliss, as he licked me clean, and got up to kiss me on my lips.

  * * *

  “Can you taste how delicious you are,” Skar asked. “You are all woman.” He licked his lips. “You know you taste like pure sex. Pure innocent but hot sex. So so rare.”

  * * *

  I licked my lips, tasting myself where Skar had kissed me. It was aromatic like fresh grass, but also mellow like a fine wine. Sweet with notes. “I didn’t know it tastes so good,” I said.

  * * *

  “You taste so good,” Skar said. “Not everyone does. But you…” he kissed me hard. “I can’t get enough of you. I want to eat you all day.” He kissed me, swirling his tongue around mine. Then he pulled back. “And I could kiss you all day.”

  * * *

  I kissed him back. “I thought you wanted to go out…”

  * * *

  “I do,” he said, biting my lips. “I’m taking you lingerie shopping. Frankly, you need more panties. I just tore up the only pair you have.”

  * * *

  “I could go commando,” I said.

  * * *

  He shook his head. “I don’t want to risk you flashing everyone your pretty pussy if a strong wind whips up your skirt.” He reached down, pushed two fingers into my folds, rocking me until I clinched my mouth tight from moaning out loud. “Your pussy is mine to see. Mine to eat. Mine to fuck. No one else can see or touch your sweet pussy except for me.”

  “You’re so possessive,” I said.

  * * *

  “I told you when I want something or someone, I go after it until it is clear I want it.” He looked me in my eyes. “Clear?”

  * * *

  “Yes,” I nodded unable to take my eyes from his green eyes.

  * * *

  “Good,” he said, reaching for his handkerchief and wiping my lips. He took out red lip stick, and lined my lips with it. “Just as pretty as before.”

  * * *

  Grabbing my hand, he walked me out past Trish. She nodded, but looked at me with what looked like a frown on her face. Why was she frowning? Did she have a crush on Skar?

  * * *

  “What’s wrong with Trish?” I asked Skar as we drove off down to Beverly Hills.

  * * *

  “What?” Skar asked as he kept his eyes on the road. “What did she do?”

  * * *

  “Nothing, just didn’t look too happy seeing me with you,” I said. “Did you two…are you two?”

  * * *

  Skar’s eyes were intense as he kept looking ahead. “Trish and I never had that kind of relationship. She’s like a big sister to me. In fact, she dated my older brother. That’s how I met her. She’s one of the first employees I’ve had.”

  * * *

  “But why was she frowning?” I asked.

  “She thinks I’m corrupting you,” Skar said, laying his hand on my thigh. “And she’s right. I am.”

  * * *

  “Maybe…everything is happening very fast, Skar.”

  * * *

  He turned the corner and pulled into a parking lot, turning off the car. “I move fast because I hate wasting time. When I want something or someone, I don’t want to wait. And I want you very much.” His lips were on mine. “I can’t wait to finally fuck you with my dick,” he said. “But not yet. Very soon.” He kissed me hard before opening his door. “I know you’re a virgin, Lily.”

  * * *

  I blushed. “It’s that obvious?”

  * * *

  “I like that about you. That’s why I want to wait until you’re ready.”

  * * *

  “I’m ready now,” I said.

  “Well, I’m not,” Skar said. “I don’t just fuck anyone. I’m experienced, and have had my share of fucking celebrities and starlets, but that’s because I’ve had to. I’d do anything for my agency. But with you… I’ll fuck you only when I’m ready.”

  * * *

  It hit me then. Trish wasn’t frowning because of me. She was frowning because of him. She was worried about him. I wondered why.

  * * *

  He opened my door for me and helped me out of the car. Then he took me into a boutique lingerie shop. “What are your finest lingerie?” Skar asked the young blonde woman who was stocking a shelf.

  * * *

  “That would be La Perla,” she said, giving me a once over before she laid her eyes on Skar. She gave him a once over and smiled seductively at him. She walked over to an area where there were bras and panties of all colors. “What size are you?” She asked me. “Or do you want me to size you?”

  * * *

  “Size her,” Skar said. “We want the best fit for her.”

  “Sure,” she said, taking a tape measure with her to the dressing room with me.

  “Oh,” Skar said, handing me a platinum blonde wig. I recognized it as the same one I wore for the unicorn kitty slut outfit. “Wear this for me, Lily,” he said. “I have a certain fantasy I want to play out with you…”

  * * *

  The blonde took my measurements in the dressing room, and said, “Wait here. I’ll bring the lingerie for you.”

  * * *

  She left and came back with a light purple sheer bra and panties set with garter belts. It lifted my breasts and made my legs look even longer. I loved it.

  * * *

  As I was trying on a turquoise set, someone slipped into my dressing room and placed a silk scarf over my eyes before I could see who it was. Most likely Skar. It had to be Skar. Who else?

  * * *

  Whoever it was, I felt soft lips kiss my bare stomach. Then a cool tongue go into my belly button and up my stomach to my bare breasts, circling my nipples before licking them each. My breaths were coming out in pants as I was getting hot.

>   * * *

  My mouth opened to take in a breath before it was covered with a warm mouth, that sucked at my tongue. While kissing back, I felt a hand reach down to my folds and fingers plunging deep into me. Pumping me with the palm of his hand until I was writhing against them. “Oh,” I panted. “Oh, so good,” I said. “I want you. Enter me now.”

  * * *

  More fingers entered me and another hand was squeezing my nipples. Squeezing and rubbing until I couldn’t hold back. My body froze before I exploded. Then I felt a warm body press into me, rocking along with my quivers.

  * * *

  When I subsided, soft fingers untied the scarf covering my eyes.

  * * *

  I couldn’t be more shock if the world had been taken over by aliens, and zombies existed.

  * * *

  Standing before me was a naked woman. The same woman who had picked me up for sex when I was dressed as unicorn kitty. The one with the test results. The one who turned out to be Ms. Ronny Repp. Malibu Barbie.

  * * *

  “What are you doing here?” I asked, almost reeling, shocked at what had just happened.