He kissed me right between my breasts and pulled me away from the helicopter. The sun was almost completely down now. The city lights were reaching their full potential. Cal’s breath moving across my skin made me ache for him in a way that made me think I was getting far too attached. I closed my eyes and tried to remember that this wouldn’t last forever, but the thought passed quickly as Cal drew me back to the present by blowing on my neck. His hands reached up and caressed my breasts. I could feel his cock pressing against my leg. It was raging hard now, and I liked feeling it against me.
“Give yourself to me, Fantasy,” he said. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want this…all of this,” I said in between moans.
Cal reached into my panties and slid his big fingers into my tight wet pussy. I opened up for him and he shoved them in deeper. It felt like Cal was getting so deep that he was hitting my cervix. He slammed his fingers against it and I had to take quick gasps of air. I was losing control over my body. It once again belonged to him. I was here for his pleasure. My own seemed to be a nice benefit of the experience, but I was still here for him. He could take me and do with me as he pleased. I had yet to say no to him, but I couldn’t have done so if I had wanted to. I needed this.
Cal’s fingers sped up and I slammed against the side of the helicopter. He grabbed my ass with his free hand and steadied me as he pushed harder. My body quivered as I grabbed onto him for support. My eyes fluttered and my breath became a rasp. Cal had found my G-spot and he was working it to his full advantage. Waves of pleasure tore through my body. I felt like every cell was on fire. My eyes clenched shut and my pussy clamped down around Cal’s fingers. It was the last ounce of resistance I had. I threw my head back and the sound that escaped my lips started as a scream before fading into a moan.
Cal pulled out of me and dragged me over to the door of the helicopter. He lifted me inside of it and I lied down across both seats. He yanked my shorts and panties off, placed my legs on his shoulders and buried his tongue in my pussy.
He made satisfied growls as he sucked my folds. I reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair. I yanked on it and this just encouraged him to suck harder. He shook his head from side to side and swirled as deep into me as his tongue would allow. My body rocked from side to side. I closed my eyes and watched the shadows of Vegas lights play against my eyelids. I imagined the helicopter taking off and flying us above the city as Cal devoured me.
He sucked on my clit and every muscle in my body relaxed. I felt all tension drain from me. I tried to remember what it was like to be a virgin and even though it had been just yesterday — I found it hard to imagine. How did I go so long without pleasure like this? How did I make it so long without Cal Wyatt?
I moaned as Cal licked me in all the right spots. I felt the pleasure building to a crescendo. Just as I was about to cum he bit my clit and sent me soaring straight for the most powerful orgasm of my entire life. Everything shook and I made a long “ahhhhhh” sound. He was so good at this! We only had these six days left with each other, and I wasn’t sure how I was going to survive when it was all over.
Cal came up for air. “I want to feel your hands on my cock,” he said.
I sat up and moved over to the passenger seat. Cal climbed into the pilot’s chair and unzipped his pants. He took his cock out and wrapped his thick fingers around it. He groaned and I saw pre-cum spilling out of him. I pried his fingers off his rod and replaced them with my own. I stroked up and down. The pre-cum provided the lubrication I needed. He threw his head back and let himself go. I ramped up my speed until the loudest sound was that of my hand moving along his slick cock. Just as Cal looked ready to explode I bent down and shoved him in my mouth. I sucked him until he shot loads of hot cum into me. His fingers wound their way through my hair as he bucked upwards and hit the back of my throat. He was so big that I choked on it as he pumped more of his cream into my mouth. I swallowed every drop and reveled in the way it slid down my throat.
I wiped my mouth off on Cal’s shirt. He laughed. “I’m not going to have anything left by the time this week is over.”
He climbed on top of me and kissed me again. It felt good having him pressing against me. As we lay there I began to imagine a future as Mrs. Cal Wyatt. I saw myself holding our brown haired green-eyed baby as Cal kissed the tops of both our heads.
“Have you ever been in love?” I asked him.
“Not once,” he replied.
“Not even Lisa.”
“No.”
It didn’t seem right that a man like this had spent his entire life without falling in love once. I wondered what was holding him back from it.
“What about you?”
“Just once,” I said. “Ryan James. He was a football star at my high school.”
“That’s not surprising. I bet you were Prom King and Queen, right?”
“Actually, no. He broke up with me right before prom because he knew I had vowed to save myself for marriage. He took my best friend instead and she told me they did it all night. I cried for weeks.”
“That’s a sad story, Fantasy.”
“It is, isn’t it? But it’s ok. They ended up getting married right after high school. They only lasted a year though.” I let my laughter roll out of me. Cal looked down at me with a huge grin on his face.
“I’m glad you make yourself laugh,” he said.
“I crack myself up several times a day, Mr. Wyatt.”
“Do not call me that,” he replied.
Chapter 6 (Fantasy)
Danger
*
Back down on the casino floor the action was heating up. Cal brought me over to the roulette table. I watched the ball spin as a group of handsome guys in expensive suits waited with bated breath for the wheel to stop.
Cal clapped his hand down on the shoulder of one such man. He was tall and muscular like Cal. His curly hair and excitable blue eyes made him seem like the overexcited kid next door we all knew growing up. But his worry lines stretched deep across his forehead. He enjoyed life, but he was also a bit terrified of it.
“James, what do you got today?”
“I’m about to go all in on red, Cal.” James looked me over and whistled. “Wow, you’ve got the most beautiful woman in Las Vegas with you tonight. What’s your name, green eyes?”
“Fantasy,” I said as he took my hand and kissed the top of it.
“Well, I’d love to have someone like you beside me someday. Cal, you gotta keep this one, buddy.”
Cal introduced me to nearly every man at the table. There was Sal, a tall African American with a deep sexy voice that warmed my insides just listening to him. Chris, a well-built man with a serious expression and some of the widest shoulders I’ve ever seen, kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear: “If Cal mistreats you, just give me a call and I’ll take care of you.” He slipped his business card into my palm.
I tugged at Cal’s sleeve. “Do you know everyone in this casino?”
“Just the high rollers. This group of idiots might even be mistaken for friends of mine if someone were to pay close attention.” James punched Cal in the shoulder.
“See if I spend anymore money in this damn place,” he said.
“Oh, you’ll spend. Keep your eye on the wheel, James.” Cal turned to Chris. “Have you seen Richard around tonight?”
“I ran into him earlier at the Blackjack tables.”
“Thanks, buddy.”
“Don’t mention it, Cal. Does the girl belong to him?”
“No, she’s an independent contractor.” The men laughed. I just kept my eyes on the roulette wheel. The spinning made me dizzy, but it was nothing compared to the anger now welling up inside of me. Once again someone just looked at me and was making a judgment about me “belonging to someone”. At least Cal’s joke about me being independent made me feel a little better. Perhaps he was starting to see me as something more than a toy he’d pulled out of a box of Cracker Jacks.
I crum
pled up Chris’ business card and slipped it into Cal’s pocket. Cal’s hand rested against the small of my back and feelings of safety and warmth returned. At least for now I was with him and could at least pretend this relationship was a choice I had made. I knew Cal was a ruthless businessman who would do anything for his money, but at least in my mind he would do anything for me too. That was something I hoped would be tested in real life and prove to be true, but I had to remind myself that this was only night 2 of my time with Cal. I also had to remind myself that it was too early to be developing feelings for him, but I couldn’t help it. I watched his brown eyes brighten as he talked shop with his boys. This was a man I could feel good next to, if only I thought he was capable of falling in love.
I pulled Cal away from the roulette table. “Those guys seem great and all, but I’m starving.”
“We’ll go have dinner then. I just need to stop by the Blackjack tables first.”
As we approached the Blackjack area I saw Richard sitting at a table with the beastly goon who had held the gun to my father’s head. My stomach churned. I turned away so I could try to erase the memory of the man’s tattooed hand pushing the barrel of the gun forward and making my father beg for his life, but the whole thing flash backed to me. I remembered trembling with Richard’s gun pressed to my stomach. It was the day that I had changed the direction of my life forever as far as I could see. It served as a reminder that there was no hope for me. The wealthiest pimp in Las Vegas owned me. I looked back and saw an innocent looking girl with pale skin and red cheeks clinging to Richard’s arm. She looked like she might shatter if you pushed her too hard.
“Cal, what are we doing? Can we please go to dinner?”
“Not yet. Stay here.”
It was an easy command to obey. I didn’t want to get close to my forced daddy at all. I feared for the girl he was with. Whether she knew it or not, she was a top that Richard would spin into the dirt.
Cal grabbed Richard by the shirt collar and looked ready to shove him off the chair. Richard’s henchman grabbed Cal’s arm and pulled him away, but Cal remained in a fighting pose. I was too far away to hear what they were saying — except for my name. Cal said it. Richard said it. Even the girl who was trembling beside Richard said it. I decided to disobey Cal and walked over. Richard smiled wide when he saw me. I could smell his cologne from three feet away.
“My sweet girl, come to say hi to daddy have you? You already miss me?”
“No,” I said.
“Well, that’s too bad. You’re going home with me early. Cal here has decided he doesn’t want you anymore.”
“That’s ridiculous,” said Cal. “Fantasy, don’t listen to him.”
“Go upstairs and get your things, girl. Thomas will go with you and take you back to our suite.”
“I won her for a week you bastard!” Cal shouted.
Several very buff security guards came toward us. “Mr. Wyatt, should we remove this man from the floor?”
“No, Randy, it’s alright. Let the piece of shit play.”
“That’s the right choice, Cal,” said Richard. He turned to his goon. “Take the girl upstairs now.”
“No!” I shouted as the man grabbed my arm. “Mr. Wyatt won me fair in that game. I’m staying with him till my week is up. Then I’m yours to do whatever you want with me.”
“So you’re gonna fight with daddy now, baby?” Richard drew out “baby” extra long. He gave his man a head nod and his grip on my arm loosened. I broke free of him and took my proper place besides Cal.
“Look, Richard, I don’t know what you want from me. I already allow you to run free in my hotels. Just name your price and I’ll give it to you.”
“I told you what I want, Cal. And you said the girl wasn’t worth that much.”
I looked into Cal’s eyes. “Is that true?”
“I never said that! I’m taking Fantasy with me and you and I can talk about this later.”
“Certainly, Cal. Just think about it. You and me — we could make headlines in this city!”
Cal took my hand. His palm was warm. The air in the room was frozen — typical Vegas cranked up air conditioners.
“I’ll think about it,” Cal said.
When we got far away from the Blackjack area I cleared my throat. “So, what was all that about anyway?”
“I’d rather not talk about it. Why don’t we get out of the Peacock for tonight? I’ll take you over to the Sparrow.”
“That’s yours too?” I didn’t know much about Vegas casinos and which ones belonged to which billionaire. Though I grew up here, I had never paid attention to it. I just knew that Cal had several. What I knew of The Sparrow though — it was even higher class than The Peacock. Cal clearly catered to a certain type of clientele — people with plenty of money to spend.
“Yeah it’s mine. Every hotel I own is named after a bird.”
“The Sparrow is on the other end of the strip. Shouldn’t I go upstairs and change first?”
“I’ll have one of your dresses sent to my Penthouse there. I want to get out of here as fast as possible, so there’s no time to stop.”
Cal pulled out his phone and dialed someone. “Yeah, Jeremy, go up to my room and grab a dress from the closet in the front hallway. They should have been delivered there earlier today. No, no, surprise us.” He hangs up. “Ok. Are you up for a helicopter ride?”
“Who is going to fly it?” I asked.
Cal looked at me like “How dare I even ask”. “Me,” he said.
*
Cal adjusted my seat belt so it was a nice snug fit. I leaned back and closed my eyes. The only thing I had done in a helicopter so far was get eaten out in one that was sitting still. My pussy gushed at the memory. My heartbeat on the other hand raced so fast that I was pretty sure I’d have a heart attack as soon as we took flight.
“You do have a pilot’s license for this thing?” I asked.
He took out his wallet and flashed his license at me. Yes, he had one. But it didn’t make me feel any better.
“Just relax,” he said as he strapped himself in and started the helicopter. He leaned in and kissed my cheek before returning his focus to the instrument panel where it belonged.
“I should tell you that I’m afraid of heights,” I said. “I mean, standing on the rooftop was fine and all, but moving through the air in this thing — that’s a whole different thing, and I do not like the idea.”
The helicopter lifted off the ground and we were soon zipping around the skies of Las Vegas. I only opened my eyes for a few seconds here and there. Cal tugged at my shirtsleeve.
“Look, there’s the Luxor!”
“I don’t care about the damn Pyramid right now!” I shouted.
Cal’s hand found its way over to my thigh. “I can fly this thing one handed,” he said.
“Please use both hands.”
“Nah,” he said. “This is more fun.”
He unbuttoned my shorts and slipped his hand into my panties. It seemed I was always in for a dangerous ride around Cal Wyatt. My seat vibrated and sent shockwaves through my bones. Cal’s fingers found my clit and he grasped it between thumb and forefinger and squeezed. I was not prepared for this at all. I screamed as Cal massaged my clit while using his other hand to keep us in the air.
“Please, Cal, please! Focus!”
“We’ll be fine,” he said. He sped up until my ass was lifting off the seat. Little jolts of lightning seemed to hit me from all angles. I couldn’t tell if it was the pleasure or the vibration of the helicopter, but I was certain I was going to die up here. Cal’s thick fingers worked into my pussy and he continued using his thumb to rub my clit. He had a smug grin on his face the whole time. I couldn’t help myself — I screamed as I came multiple times. I bounced up and down on my seat and was grateful for the shoulder strap keeping me from flying out the door. Once he was satisfied with my seemingly endless stream of orgasms, Cal withdrew his hand and placed it back on the flight stick.
I gasped and choked as I tried to catch my breath. I couldn’t believe he had done this to me. I was going to punch him when we landed. He was lucky I didn’t know how to fly the thing or I would have shoved him out for sure.
“A little danger is good for you, Fantasy. Sometimes it makes everything more exciting.”
Chapter 7 (Cal)
Good Vibrations
*
I set the helicopter down on the landing pad. Once everything was off I took Fantasy’s hand and squeezed it. Her eyes opened slowly as she regained her sense of awareness. Maybe it had been mean of me to have some fun with her while flying above the city even after she told me about her fear of heights, but I found the whole thing hilarious.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, um, yeah,” she said.
I threw my head back and laughed. “Oh my God, you should have seen the look on your face!”
“It’s not funny, Cal.”
“Like I told you, a little danger is good for you.”
“Speaking of danger, what was it that Richard asked you for?”
“He wants me to make him part owner of The Peacock.”
“He has enough money, right? Why doesn’t he just build his own casino?”
“Richard’s never been interested in running one of his own. He doesn’t have the slightest clue how to do it anyway, I’m sure of it. But he figures if he can get in on one of mine, well, he won’t have to run it. He’ll be a casino owner without all the hard work. He can then use his new status in my company to expand his escort service. I should have known he wanted something when he brought you by. He knew I’d immediately start to grow attached to you. I think he’s been studying my taste in women for years. Now he brings me the perfect one. I find it hard to believe you just walked into his life.”
“I was forced into his life.”
“Yeah, well, I still think it’s too good to be true.”
Her eyes took on a fierce look. “Are you accusing me of something?”
“Not yet,” I said. “But if I find out you are working for him somehow, I’ll make you pay, Fantasy. You know that, right?”
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