Unleashed

by N. , Brittney

  Chapter Eight

  Emma got her bags from off of the plane and looked around. Even the airport was beautiful. This island was amazing. She walked to retrieve her bags from the luggage carousel and couldn’t wait to walk outside the doors. As soon as she got her bags, she walked quickly over to the exit and opened the doors slowly. Taking her sunglasses off her eyes and inhaling deeply, she couldn’t help but feel free. Relaxed. Just being here made her feel that way. It was time for her to start this healing process. It was time to release the beast. She looked around and saw that a driver was holding up her name, “Miss Sanget”, and as she walked over to him he smiled. “Miss Sanget?” he asked sweetly in a native accent. “Yes darling. That’s me. Emma Sanget.” She put out her hand so he could shake it and he did, although he looked very surprised. “Let me get your bags ma’am.” He took her bags from out of her hands and placed it in the trunk. As he walked away she put her sunglasses back down on her face and hid her roaming eyes. Eyes that were roaming all over this gentleman’s body. Especially his butt. “Yum” she thought as she opened the car door herself and sat in the backseat.

  On her way to the hotel she stared at the beautiful scenery. It was magnificent. The palm trees stood up high, and some even on angles, as if they were reaching for the sea. And the ocean water? It was gorgeous. It seemed like the color was a crystal clear blue. The Pacific Ocean stood still, reflecting the sunlight and smiling back at her. She sighed and couldn’t wait to get to the hotel. She rested her head on the back of the seat and drifted off into a quick sleep due to her jet lag.

  The car stopped and Emma woke up. She looked around and saw the hotel to her right. It was huge! The structure was elegant yet it was still architecturally designed enough to seem like it was fun. She didn’t want to come to a place where a whole bunch of stuck up, snobby, rich people came to relax and not enjoy themselves but rather isolate themselves. She needed a great massage and some fun. A whole lot of it. It was time for her to let loose. Grabbing her bags and handing her driver a nice tip, she walked through the doors. Immediately the bellhops grabbed her bags and led her to the front desk. There she gave her name and confirmed her reservation. The bellhops took up her suitcases before she got there.

  As she went up the elevators she realized she was right under the penthouse suite. Being on the twenty fifth floor was high enough for her. Plus, all she needed was one large room, with a king sized bed, a great kitchen and an amazing view of this island. When she opened the door to her suite she gasped. “Gorgeous” she said in awe. Why hadn’t she thought of taking a trip like this sooner? She loved how the room was so open, yet the bedroom veered off into a large section of the room with large doors. As she opened the grand entrance to the room she saw the beautiful white linen on the bed and the tulip petals on the bed that spelled “Welcome”.

  She couldn’t wait to just enjoy her stay. All she wanted to do was sleep, but she had to enjoy every second of being here. That included taking a nice long walk on the beach before it got dark. She decided that an hour nap would help her out a little bit; because she felt a power nap of fifteen minutes wouldn’t help her at this point. Removing her shorts and her shirt she ran to the bed and jumped. Laying in just her panties and her bra, Emma drifted to sleep. She couldn’t help but realize being half naked is just how she enjoyed her sleep.

  A couple of hours later Emma woke up with a yawn. “That felt so good” she thought to herself. With her mind in a relaxed zone she turned on the television. She flipped through the channels trying to find something interesting. She came upon a movie with her favorite actor on the screen. His beautiful eyes were planted on the screen while a passionate love scene occurred in the movie. She couldn’t help but be aroused by his face. “Mmm” she moaned to herself. Her eyes drifted shut as she let fantasies consume her.

  She lifted the sheets from off of her body and began to rub her breasts. Her nipples tingled under her bra’s sensitive material and she couldn’t help but shudder at the sensation. Biting her lip she grabbed her breast and arched her back. Hearing his voice in the background she moaned slightly and slowly allowed her fingers to drift down her stomach. Her panties were blocking where she wanted the sensations the most but she didn’t want to rush this feeling. Slowly her finger got to her clitoris. Pressing the pulsing bud she groaned in her throat. Emma couldn’t control what she felt at that moment. It’s been so long since she touched herself. Since she’s been with Dan she promised herself she wouldn’t touch herself so that she could miss his body even more. But she missed her fantasies. She missed being able to be a freak. With Dan she had to remain a lady in the bed, but she had needed more but she didn’t care. Making love to him was fulfilling enough, so she thought. Moving her clit around in a circle her wetness began to seep through her panties. Moving her underwear aside she rubbed her entrance. So slick and so wet, she missed the feeling of a man entering her. She needed to handle this stress that created all of this tension in her body. As she inserted her middle finger into her pussy she moaned. Yet, it wasn’t enough. As her index finger went inside her as well, she arched her back and used her other hand to pinch her nipple.

  A knock on the door took her out of her mood. She jumped up and shook her head in aggravation. “Miss Sanget?” she heard a voice call from the door. She quickly put her underwear back in place, sucked her juices off of her fingers and then grabbed the complimentary robe from the bedroom door as she walked to the front door of her hotel room. She opened the door and smiled at the maid who was on the other side. “Hello, I am Miss Sanget, how may I help you?” she asked calmly. “Hi Miss Sanget, I am Angela, I will be your personal maid today in this hotel. If you need anything please call the front desk and ask them for me. I will attend to this floor so if you see me feel free to inform me of anything you need. It was nice meeting you.” Angela gave a nod of her head and walked away gracefully. “Pretty girl” Emma thought. “Thanks Angela” she called out as Angela walked away. Maybe Angela may have another maid outfit. Emma’s mind began to wander with the possible ideas of role play. “Yea, I need to get laid.” Emma called her friends to let them know she got to her destination safely, and they all told her to have fun and enjoy herself. That was exactly what she planned to do. As a matter of fact, tonight she would start that fun. Now, she just needed a willing volunteer who would be ready for what she had to offer them. She was ready to share her fantasies. It was time to release this beast that she’s had in for so long. This relationship with Dan had drained her of her sexual inhibitions. It was time to share with a stranger these fantasies and mutual pleasure; one that neither of them would ever forget. That was a promise she knew she could keep.

  Zack stretched as he woke up. He realized there was a female lying next to him and realized it was time to slip out of her apartment. Ashley. He knew that bed of hair anywhere. He couldn’t help but laugh because she was down for just about anything in the bedroom. She was reliable when he was looking for a quick tumble in the sheets. She didn’t ask questions, she just accepted their relationship which was purely sexual. He gently removed the sheets and found his clothing as he snuck out of her bedroom. As he got into the elevator, some part of him was getting a little tired of sneaking in and out of females bedrooms. He seriously needed a vacation.

  Chapter Nine

  Emma knew it was time to find an eligible candidate. She took a quick shower and rinsed up to make sure she freshened up. She shaved every part that could be touched on the human anatomy and knew that she was ready for the night that was ahead. Looking in her wardrobe, she found the little black Nicole Miller dress that she had brought for any special occasions that may arise. She had a couple more choices she looked through, but this dress was perfect for tonight in a club setting. It was tight in all the right places yet left some of her body to the imagination. She planned on making any man she desired drool tonight. As she applied her makeup she couldn’t help but realize how sad her eyes looked. Emma knew it was because of her rec
ent break up but “it’s time to move on” she thought. As she finished getting ready Emma called for a car to pick her up at the hotel and take her to the upscale hotspot of this town. The concierge suggested a place named “Passions”. The name was all she needed to know that she wanted to take a visit there but just to make sure, she did a quick Google search to confirm her thoughts. With her approval she was picked up in 15 minutes in the lobby by a driver and he drove her to Passions.

  As Emma arrived to Passions she stepped out with the help of her driver. He gave her a direct number to call when she was ready to go. But Emma doubted she’d need it. She had a feeling she’d be going home with someone instead tonight. When she got to the doors the bouncer was already flirting with her and let her in for free despite the long line. Winking at him and entering the club she couldn’t help but start to dance to the beat. She allowed her body to flow with the beat and she walked over to the bar to get herself a drink. As she sat down on a bar stool and ordered a dirty martini, she looked around and watched the crowd that was already dancing. It had just turned midnight less than fifteen minutes ago and already there was a large amount of people dancing and flirting. Many of them clearly had money, looking at their name branded logos on their clothes this crowd was not afraid to spend some money to look good. And Emma had no problem with that, as long as she didn’t have to spend too much money. She still had a life to go back to after this vacation was over but that wasn’t her main concern. Her main concern was getting laid tonight. For whatever the reason, Emma was ready to lose this classiness and get downright bad.

  She felt his eyes from across the room and couldn’t help but look for the piercing gaze that she felt on her skin. She looked around and then found his eyes. Even in the crowded room Emma could feel his presence. His beauty was indeed magnificent. His dark complexion and smooth skin seemed to be even more pronounced in the clubs lighting. But the next thing she knew he was being pulled to the dance floor by a gorgeous female who was not afraid to show her curves to the world. Emma was petite and knew there was no way she could compare to the curvaceous body of the gorgeous woman, but she decided now was not the time to criticize herself. Instead, she looked for another eligible candidate. A man suddenly appeared through the doors that emulated power and wealth. He was just the kind of guy she needed, a challenge. She had no intentions of keeping him, just catching him and then throwing him back in the ocean with the other fish in the sea.

  Emma made herself quickly visible by paying for her drink and walking near this man. He was actually beautiful, but something about him let her know that he wasn’t Emma’s type. She needed someone who was more willing to give her a challenge, but for now this would do. Tonight was the night that she would show someone powerful that she could have more power over them. Tonight was the night that Emma would take control rather than be controlled. She decided that in order to catch Mr. Powerful, she would just play it cool. Picking up her drink and brushing past him while flirting with the men that surrounded him, rather than him she walked past. She felt his eyes staring at her as she walked away and she smirked. Tonight would definitely be a night to remember, she chuckled, shook her head and added a little more sway to her hips as she walked away.

  Zack couldn’t take his eyes off of the lady in the black dress. Even though he came here with Jessica, there was something about that woman that caught his eyes. He saw the disappointment in her eyes as Jessica had pulled him to the dance floor making it look like they were a couple. Jessica was actually just another one of his sex buddies that he had no problem taking in public. Her curvaceous body makes men stare whenever she walks away and being the confident man that he was, Zack loved making other guys think that Jessica was his. Zack was a little bit worried that Jessica was getting a little too comfortable in the role of pretending they were dating in public. She even started questioning his whereabouts at times and he knew that he had to get that under control before she even thought about the L word.

  Jessica was dancing erotically to the fast song that played on the speakers and Zack couldn’t help but allow his eyes to wander and look for that woman in the black dress. He knew he probably shouldn’t be because he was in the presence of company, but he couldn’t help it. Jessica seemed to feel his wandering eyes and gently pulled his face neared as she softly placed a kiss on his lips. Zack couldn’t help but be aroused by her because she was always attune to his needs. He kissed her back but stopped realizing that this was a public place. Once again Jessica was becoming too comfortable in the “pretend dating” role and was even beginning to start this public display of affection, which she knew was unacceptable. PDA wasn’t accepted in his books and every woman that he was sleeping with knew and accepted this. Apparently Jessica had forgotten this little role and he slowly whispered in her ears, “No PDA, remember my bad girl?” Zack reminded her seductively. He looked down in her eyes and saw something that surpassed surprise and looked more similar to hurt. Zack was shocked by this reaction but played it off as if he didn’t realize it. After tonight, Zack was going to have to let go of Jessica because she was clearly catching feelings that were not mutual and he would never want to hurt her nor any other woman for that matter. So for now, Zack would play along with Jessica, but after tonight he needed to cut her off.

  Emma saw the beautiful young woman kiss that mystery man that she had an instant connection with. She held back her disappointment and continued on with enticing Mr. Powerful. She decided it was time to take things to the next level. The night was still young but she needed time to complete her task before sunrise. As the DJ played a song that allowed her to roll her hips she grabbed her drink, brushed off other guys that were trying to impress her with their money and walked to the dance floor alone with her drink in her hand. As soon as she got to the dance floor and began to move, she knew she had him in the palm of her hands. She winded her hips and allowed her eyes to drift over to his vicinity. As soon as their eyes met she smirked and kept moving while retaining focus elsewhere. Before she knew it she felt someone’s breath on her neck, but she knew it was no ordinary man from this club, it was “Mr. Powerful.” As she spun around slowly, she inhaled a sharp breath because he was even more beautiful up close. Muscular build, not as built as she was used to, but she knew he used to do a sport but definitely still worked out. She smiled at him and said, “ Well, it’s nice to finally see you up close.” He laughed and said in her ear, “The pleasure is all mine.” His voice was so smooth and sexy she thought to herself. It was two in the morning and she was tired of the games. It was time to get to it. She had a plan and it was now time to enforce it. Once again she got on her tippy toes, even in her heels and whispered, “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to go.” Looking surprised, he nodded his head, took her hand and walked out with Emma on his arm.

  Chapter Ten

  As Emma walked out of the club she felt the stare of her mystery man. Glancing around while holding the hand of Mr. Powerful she found his eyes as he looked at her over the head of the gorgeous companion he was with. She winked at him, giggled to herself and kept walking. As she got to the outside of the club Mr. Powerful turned her towards him and gently pulled her face closer to him. “My name is Kevin, and I would love to know your name.” She smiled, “Kevin? I like your name. And for tonight, my name is Anonymous.” “Oh it’s like that tonight huh?” he chuckled.

  “Yes it is.”

  “Hmm, straight forward, I like that.”

  “I bet you do. Now, how are we getting home?”

  “Wait one moment.”

  Kevin then called someone on his phone and within a couple of minutes a car was sent around to the front of the club where they stood. Not just any car, a Bentley limousine.

  “What exactly is it that you do?” Emma asked out of curiosity.

  “Ahh, I thought it was a mysterious night. Kevin is all you need to know about me if I can’t even know your real name.”

  Emma laughed, “Fair enough.”


  As the driver came around to open the door for them Emma sat down and looked at this man that sat beside her. He was actually delicious to look at. There was something that happened between her legs when she thought of what could be underneath his Versace suit.

  “To my place?” he asked seductively.

  “No. Not yet, tell your driver to drive around the nice part of the city. The moon on the city at this time is beautiful.”

  “Great idea, Bobby, you heard the lady. Please feel free to take us through any nice views of this city.”

  “Oh you like to listen to me do you?” Emma winked at him.

  “Maybe I do. What does that mean?”

  “Come here.” Emma did a come hither motion with her finger and Kevin obeyed. Tonight she would take control.

  When Kevin got close enough, Emma pulled him lightly by his shirt collar until his lips almost touched his. With her other hand she put up the privacy window in the limo as Bobby slightly smirked. She then kissed Kevin softly. She wanted him to be teased. Emma wanted to be in control, so he had no idea what was coming next. She allowed her tongue to find his as she deepened the kiss. He moaned deep in his throat. He tasted like wine and peppermint. Not a bad mixture after all because to her he tasted so damn good.