Insatiable Series Box Set

by Ashton Blackthorne

  The huge stretch limo I’d commissioned pulled up to the VIP entrance. Celebrities were regular customers here and the paparazzi was always lurking about trying to capture one on camera. Being the owner, I was somewhat of a celebrity myself, but I tried to maintain a low profile from the media.

  Walking inside, I was greeted by several beautiful dancers all in various stages of undress. It was Friday night and the club was packed with a variety of patrons. My two favorite dancers, Kayla and Kyrie greeted me. Both incredibly beautiful with amazing figures they had both worked for me for the past five years. Both women were actresses and had obtained bit parts in big Hollywood movies. Their careers were taking off, but they still found time to dance occasionally particularly when they knew I was coming to Vegas.

  “Well, hello there, Mr. Blackthorne. It’s been so long since we’ve seen you.” Kayla clad in a rhinestone studded bra and G string threw her arms around me. I could feel her firm big tits pressed against me. Her long light brown hair fanned out as I spun her around. I ran my hand over her tight toned abs then around to her firm ass smacking it.

  “You look gorgeous, Kayla. How have things been for you? I saw you in that movie last month. Terrific job. I’m sure you’ll be getting starring roles soon enough.”

  She laughed as Kyrie jiggled over to join us. Her breasts bouncing out of her tight red satin push up bra, Kyrie was a vision of heaven. Her honey colored hair was long and silky hanging to brush the tops of her breasts. Her legs were long and went on forever. She was tanned and toned looking as beautiful as always.

  “What about me, Mr. Blackthorne? Or have you forgotten that hot night we spent in the penthouse suite at the Mandarin?” Kyrie’s full luscious lips turned down in a pout.

  I pulled her into my arms feeling her tight body pressed against mine.

  “You’re getting more handsome every time I see you, Mr. B. Feels like you’ve been working out more.” She ran her hands over my dress shirt then to my cock.

  “Things are definitely looking up.” I grinned as her hand stroked me through my pants.

  “Ladies, why don’t you find a few friends and join me upstairs? I told Hal to get the hot tub running for us.”

  “Ohhhh….the VIP one? The last time we used that one was when Leo came to town!”

  I laughed.

  Leo.

  “Ah, Kayla, after the movie you’re on a first name basis with him? See I told you that bit part would get you noticed.”

  She laughed and shook her head holding her big firm tits in her hands.

  “I think it was my DD’s that got him to notice!”

  “They are incredible, Kayla. Can’t blame the guy for great taste.” I reached out and squeezed her firm breasts.

  I left the girls to find a few friends as I checked out the rest of the club. It was doing extremely well financially and had been an excellent investment. Most people think that all strip club owners are sleazy, low class guys trying to exploit all the dancers, but with me that’s not the case. I had only enjoyed the company of a few of the dancers and I was one of just a few clubs who offered healthcare and paid time off for the dancers. I wanted the girls to feel appreciated and definitely not exploited. When a few of the girls got too old to dance, I offered them lucrative office positions in one of my other companies. One of the women left the club to obtain her degree in business management and worked for me back in New York in a high level financial position.

  Upstairs, seven beautiful women including Kayla and Kyrie were waiting for me in the hot tub. It was a unique design made especially for my club. The tub itself accommodated a dozen people and it was built into the floor. Silver buckets of champagne were set all around and a special bottle of Macallan 25 was waiting for me with one crystal glass and a Cohiba Behike cigar.

  Surrounded by gorgeous women sipping champagne, I quickly shed my clothes. One of the new girls, a sexy redhead named Ginger eyed my muscular chest.

  “Wow, Mr. Blackthorne, the girls all told me how handsome you were, but I must say I didn’t believe them. Until now, that is.” She blushed as she stared at me.

  I winked at her and sank into the hot tub. The warm water enveloped me as I reached over to grab my Scotch.

  “Here, let me, Mr. Blackthorne.” Ginger filled my glass with the expensive scotch. Another girl with raven black curls lit my cigar for me.

  “Thank you, ladies. Please get in and enjoy the water with me.”

  Without further instruction, the ladies all shed their tiny tops and bottoms and slid into the water.

  The room was beautifully decorated to resemble a Roman bath. The walls were done in light brick and the floors were white marble. Recessed lighting edged the brick walls and there were several tropical plants added to offset the coldness of the brick and marble. There were three small waterfalls pouring into the tub giving it a Hugh Hefner grotto feel. The hot tub could be turned off and the tub used as a small swimming/soaking pool as well. The VIP hot tub room was designed to be only for the most elite clients. Very few customers could afford the $10,000 price tag that allowed them sole access to the room for four hours including the ladies of their choice to join them.

  Leaning back, I sipped my scotch as the ladies shared the latest Vegas gossip with me. I inquired how the new girls enjoyed working at the club.

  “This job is a dream come true for me, Mr. Blackthorne,” said a petite brunette with bright green eyes and enormous firm breasts.

  “I was waitressing for a year at the Palamino Hotel bar when Kyrie came in for a drink. She told me I should audition here. I told her I didn’t want to be just another Vegas stripper. I was here to work and save money so that I could go to film school.”

  Intrigued by her story, I nodded. Most girls who come to Vegas want to be actresses not film directors.

  “Kyrie assured me that your club wasn’t just some ‘strip joint’, but a real gentlemen’s entertainment club. She told me the money was phenomenal and the customers here included many celebrities and well connected people.”

  “As you can see that’s all true.” I smiled at Kyrie. She winked back as she caressed the brunette’s tits.

  “It absolutely is, Mr. Blackthorne. To be honest, I didn’t believe much of what Kyrie told me before I came here, but she was so insistent.” She giggled as Kyrie kissed her deeply.

  My cock began to harden immediately watching the two gorgeous ladies kiss and caress each other. I’d enjoyed scenes like this many times and it never failed to arouse me.

  “I was so nervous before my audition. Word on the strip is that to get hired here you have to have been in Penthouse, Playboy or Maxim.”

  I shook my head.

  “I’m flattered people are saying that. But it’s not true. If a girl is right for the job, then that’s all that’s required. This club was designed for a high end clientele. My customers enjoy a wide variety of girls. All races and sizes. Looking around you can tell that many of the customers prefer a slender or athletic look. Many of the customers including myself adore women with small waists and firm full breasts. But just as many like a smaller chest or women with a firm, full ass. To each their own. I just want the customers to feel that our ladies make their fantasies come true.”

  She smiled as Kyrie continued to tug on her tiny pink nipples.

  “Anyway, I’ve done a little modeling just bikini work mostly, but I’ve never been in any men’s magazines. Seeing all the beautiful women in here made me so nervous, but Kyrie and the other girls put me at ease. I did a quick dance to ‘Porn Star Dancing’ which Kyrie said was one of your favorites. They hired me on the spot. That was six months ago and I’ve made more money in that time then I made in two years at my last full time job. I was up here a few months ago when Leo came to Vegas and he was the nicest guy! He gave me several names of people to call about film school and I’m happy to tell I was accepted for next fall at USC!” She clapped her hands excitedly.

  “Congratulations! I guess that means you’l
l be leaving us?”

  “Well, Hal said I could come back and work on the weekends. I don’t have quite enough for the tuition yet.”

  “After we’re finished here write your name down for me. I will see to it you have everything you need.”

  “What? Are you serious?” Her mouth fell open.

  I nodded.

  “Of course. Ask any of the girls here—I’m here to help you all out in any way I can. I’m a man of extraordinary means I like to help people whenever I can. All I ask is that you remember me when you start making blockbuster movies.”

  She smiled broadly as she swam over to me. She began kissing me passionately.

  Placing my cigar down, I gestured to Kyrie and the others to join us.

  I turned my attention to the gorgeous brunette whose name was Tammi. My hands found her big tits squeezing them. I was surprised to find they were natural. They were so big and firm and she was so small everywhere else. Her lips were soft and tasted of strawberries and champagne. She began stroking my cock beneath the water feeling its’ full size.

  “Oh my God, Mr. Blackthorne.”

  I smiled to myself. Of course, I’d heard it before, but I sometimes suspected the girls played that up more than they needed to. Still it was nice to hear.

  My lips teased her ear.

  “Do you want to feel it inside your tight little pussy?”

  She nodded as she kept stroking.

  Her head disappeared underneath the water and she began sucking my cock underwater!

  I’d had a few girls do that before, but Tammi surprised me. She didn’t seem like the type to do something like that.

  I leaned back feeling Tammi take my shaft into her mouth. She kept bobbing up every few minutes for air. I watched the other girls kissing and caressing each other. Kyrie had Ginger lying back on the edge of the hot tub her face buried in Ginger’s pussy.

  Suddenly, my phone vibrated. Who the hell was calling me now? It was 1 AM on a Friday night.

  Ash, I need to see you ASAP. Are you around?

  Shit. It was Veronica! What the hell would make her text me at this hour? What could she possibly want?

  Dozens of scenarios flashed through my mind. Maybe she was hurt. Maybe someone died. Maybe she wanted…

  I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I decided to text back.

  I’m in Vegas for the weekend. What’s up?

  Then she came back with another text.

  Sorry. I just need to see you, Ash. I miss you. I want to talk you.

  Then she sent a picture of herself. All I could see was her face. Her amazing blue eyes were pleading with me.

  I’m flying back Sunday night. I will see Monday evening for dinner.

  Then she ended with a final text.

  Can’t wait. Xoxo.

  Looking around at the Caligulan orgy going on around me, I froze. It seemed so decadent, so excessive it was almost ludicrous. I don’t know why, but what had seemed so appealing a few moments ago just wasn’t anymore. All I wanted was Veronica. These women were absolutely sexy and beautiful, but I didn’t want them.

  I pulled Tammi up from under the water.

  “Are you going to fuck me now, Mr. Blackthorne?” She ran her hands over my muscular chest.

  I shook my head.

  “Ladies, it’s been amazing, but I have to get going. I’ve got an early flight tomorrow.”

  The girls all stared at me. Kyrie and Kayla looked stunned.

  “Why, Mr. B., did we do something wrong? Was it Tammi? She’s a newbie, give her a break.” Kyrie pleaded with me as I grabbed a fluffy towel and began drying off.

  “No, Tammi was terrific. I just need to get going. Ladies, you are all lovely and thank you for allowing me to enjoy the pleasure of your company.”

  Bewildered, the girls began to slip into luxurious bathrobes to dry off. They were all looking at each other not knowing what to do. My parties in the hot tub room were legendary and usually went on for many, many hours.

  It was Veronica. I just couldn’t be in the room with these women a minute more. I grabbed my bottle of Macallan and my clothes. Before reaching the door, I pulled a huge wad of cash out for the ladies.

  “A bonus for each of you. Tammi, be sure to have Hal contact me with your information. I will take care of your tuition for you. And you have a job with me as long as you like.”

  Tammi smiled and nodded. The women simply gazed at me with wonder.

  Kyrie took the cash and quickly counted it.

  “Mr. B, there’s over $40,000.00 here!”

  “I know. Five thousand for each of you.”

  The girls gasped their eyes wide.

  “Until next time.” I kissed both Kyrie and Kayla quickly as I left the room.

  I took the limo back to the penthouse suite at the Mandarin. I couldn’t stop thinking about Veronica. Even though we hadn’t made any type of commitment, I just couldn’t stand to be with anyone else. I had never felt this way before about any woman. All I wanted was her. Maybe this was what love felt like. This overwhelming aching for another person. This gnawing pain in my gut like I was going to be sick---was this love?

  Whatever it was I had never felt it before. I couldn’t stop thinking of her. The way she felt in my arms, the way her eyes sparkled up at me as we were making love….

  She was exquisite and she was everything I’d ever wanted.

  I stood in front of the huge window staring out at the view of the Vegas skyline. The twinkling lights made me think of her eyes.

  I pressed my forehead against the glass and I sipped my Macallan directly from the bottle. Here I was supposed to be celebrating the most lucrative deal yet in my career in one of my favorite cities in the world and I couldn’t wait to return to New York.

  My God.

  I love you, Veronica.

  Chapter Five

  Deciding to skip my morning jog, I arrived at the office earlier than usual Monday morning. I needed to talk to Amber before I spoke to Veronica.

  Amber was already at her desk typing away as I walked in.

  “Well, Ash, don’t you look nice this morning.” She grinned slyly.

  I glanced down. I was wearing the usual style suit and tie I always did.

  “I’m wearing a suit same as always, Amber.”

  She chuckled.

  “That’s not what I meant. You’re glowing. Either you had a great weekend or you got a facial. Somehow I don’t think it’s the latter.”

  “A facial? Are you kidding me? That’s Jeremy who goes in for all that girly crap not me.”

  Amber smiled. She handed me my coffee.

  “It’s not so girly. Christian Bale did it in American Psycho.”

  “That was a movie, Amber. No, I think I’ll obtain my glow the natural way, thank you.”

  Laughing, she followed me into my office.

  “So, Ash, how did you spend your celebratory weekend? You took off in a flash Friday. You must’ve had a hot date. Veronica?”

  I sat my coffee down on the desk as I gestured for Amber to take a seat across from me.

  “No. I went to Vegas to check out my club.”

  Amber smoothed her pencil skirt over her shapely legs.

  “So how’s it going out there?”

  “Very well.”

  Amber had accompanied me to my club once when I first bought it. At first, I thought she may not be comfortable in a place like that, but she surprised me by getting a lap dance by Kyrie. That was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.

  “So that’s why you’re glowing! Kyrie!”

  I shook my head.

  “Actually, no.”

  “You didn’t see her? Come on, Ash, you went to your club in Vegas for the weekend. That had to have been fun.”

  “It was fine, Amber. But that’s not it.”

  Amber looked at me puzzled. She sipped her coffee then set it down on the desk.

  “Then what?”

  I sighed deeply. That gnawing feeling had
returned to my stomach.

  “Veronica. She texted while I was there. Ever since then, I can’t stop thinking about her.”

  Amber clapped her hands together and beamed.

  “That’s it! Oh my God, Ash, you’re in love with her!”

  I looked at her with a pained expression. So it was love. Ugh, was I going to feel this sick forever?

  “I don’t know what it is, Amber, but I feel sick deep in the pit of my stomach. I can’t stop thinking about her. After she texted, I couldn’t even finish partying in the hot tub room. That’s not like me at all.”

  Amber nodded still beaming.

  “Face it, Ash, you love her.”

  I sighed again.

  “How do I tell her? What does this mean? I’m not getting married anytime soon that’s for sure.”

  “Who said anything about marriage, Ash? This is wonderful! Just be in a relationship with her and see where it goes.”

  “Do I tell her?”

  Amber rolled her eyes.

  “Of course. If she still loves you, she’ll be thrilled.”

  “And if she doesn’t?”

  “Then….” Amber trailed off.

  I nodded.

  “So I’ll just go to dinner tonight and talk to her.” I finished my coffee feeling a bit better. Amber always knew how to smooth things over with me.

  Amber smacked her hands on her thighs.

  “So, now that we’ve obtained Vitalife what’s our next project?”

  I leaned back with my hands behind my head. Glancing around the office, my eyes came to rest upon my bookcase.

  That was it!

  I jumped up from my chair and walked over to the bookcase.

  “Books.” I smiled.

  “What about them?”

  I pulled a dozen or more titles from the bookcase and tossed them down onto the table.

  “You know I’m an avid reader. These books by indie authors are gold!” I gazed at the titles in the stack. Thorne: Rose’s Dark Secret, As Wicked As You Want, Dreaming of You, Wicked Hot, Rigger, Jizziebelle, A Thing of Beauty, His Wicked Pleasure, Dominating Donna, Blind Surrender, The Present, Violet the Organ Grinder, The Art of Seduction, Abigail’s Passion.