Thirsty Thursday (The Billionaires Temptations Book 4)

by Annalise Wells

  Her clit hard and sending spasms of pleasure deep into her body from my arousal touching it. Another step forward and my rigid shaft enters her pussy one inch after another.

  Tina pushes her hips forward to accommodate the length of my cock. Her warmness clutches my manhood, I drive myself deeper and harder. My cock moves as if it has its own set speed. Still, Tina begs for more.

  “Orlando!” she cries out as I turn her over and do her doggy style.

  Tina's back arches with groaning protest. Her head dips to the floor as she holds herself up, bound by my movements. My cock drives deeper into her, I slowly rotate my hips. My strokes increase as Tina's body undulates and moans loudly beneath me. The camera catching our movements.

  I pull out and move her to her back again, kissing her neck like a beast just let out of its cage. Tina raises her legs. She puts them on my shoulder. Her pussy meeting my steel-like erection.

  "Orlando, drive that hard cock deeper inside me, I want you to make me cum," she says. She looks so good naked and begging for me.

  I push harder, her body tenses and moans each time I hit the deepest part of her. I fill her moistened walls and I groan like a wild bear. Tina breathes hard as she digs her nails into my broad shoulders, my buttocks start to tense as I feel my crowning moment arriving. My legs tremble, and the sack around my balls tightens. I feel my hard shaft pulsing more and wanting her to cum on my cock.

  My rhythm increases, Tina's hips quiver, she closes her eyes and screams. Her voice fills the club as she grips my body. Tina whimpers once more and lifts her hips. Her body finally releases her into a glorious climactic orgasm.

  I thrust once and then thrust again, I feel my seed spilling into Tina's hot pussy. I slump against her body. Her legs hang from the edge of the stage. We are both spent and I can smell our scent that fills up the space in the room, now.

  "Orlando, you are a sexual animal, I don't know how I keep up with you," she says.

  Our bodies wrap around each other as we gaze at the camera. The red dot fades as the battery flattens.

  "At least we got everything on film."

  " I can watch you anytime now," Tina replies, biting her bottom lip.

  "Fuck, you’re sexy.”

  "Sometimes, you just know how to say the right things to make me feel good. I can’t help but want you. It’s like a drug.”

  "You know sex is on tap while I am around, that is for sure," I say, smiling at her.

  "As long as you keep driving me wild, I will keep coming back for more," Tina says. She puts her clothes back on and I do a mock pout as if to say I’m sad.

  She laughs at my antics. I would have her naked twenty-four seven if I could. The video of our love making is now firmly in my jacket pocket, it is not something that you want to fall into the wrong hands. Fuck, that sort of film would go viral on the internet, “Black Ops Super Spy Hooks for the Final Time.”

  "Come on then Tina, let's get all your personal belongings and get you back home, we can get this place behind us for once and for all," I say.

  "Orlando, I have noticed you say we, and us a lot, is that the way you look at our relationship?" Tina asks.

  I smile at Tina. "There is no I, in we, or us."

  “I think I like that. I mean we. We like us.” Tina laughs at her mixed words.

  “God, that sounds complicated. But yes, we agree.”

  “Government conspiracies are true?”

  Tina

  “Let’s get things done already!”

  Shona passes by the apartment and picks me up. We have decided to get a few things straight with what had happened on the docks. Michelle had gone. Good riddance if you ask me, and The Kingmaker vanished into thin air. Very soon, I would be hauled in and debriefed about the whole thing. As I had mentioned to Orlando, the agency responsible for me wanted the three guys for their own benefits, too.

  I couldn't let that happen. The Kingmaker was just one man, now everyone would be tested to the limit. We were all up against the United States Government, or at least a part of the government that no one knew existed. Apart from me. I knew the truth.

  Orlando stands to look down from the window. He is off to do his daily routine at the gym. I shudder just thinking about it. Him sweaty, with no shirt… and short, shorts. Gosh, I miss him, already. I look up and wave as I step into Shona's car.

  "We are happy to have you back Tina, we have all missed you. Even though you are not what you made out," Shona says.

  I have decided to come clean with Shona, I had kept the secret for this long, but now things were really serious. It was an entirely different ball game to what it was before.

  "Where are we going?" I ask.

  Shona grins at me. "I have something to show you, and then we are going to Beau's office."

  "I am surprised he still has the office. Without money, I mean.”

  "He is getting his things together, then no more. He has decided to start fresh," Shona says. Her blue dress sparkles as the sun catches it. She really is Egyptian kinda beautiful.

  I smile at her. "I always knew he was good for you. You have really turned your life around."

  "We have some drastic things to do, even though the club makes a decent wad of cash, it is not enough to support all three of us and our dreams," Shona says.

  I notice Shona is driving by the old club. We pass by the parking lot. Trucks and lots of workmen are going in and out of the building. I have a tear in my eye as I see they are slowly pulling the club to pieces.

  "What a thing to show me, you know it means a lot to me," I say. I feel sadder than I imagined I would.

  Shona parks the car. We watch for a few minutes. "I know it is special, that is why Beau bought it."

  "Beau bought the old club?" I ask.

  "You will not believe what he bought, he now has things all over the place," she replies.

  "What are they doing with the interior?" I ask, now moving from sad to excited.

  Shona grabs my arm. "It is all going into storage, and will be used when the time is right."

  "Orlando and I were in there the other day, any faster and the workmen would have caught us on the stage!" I laugh.

  "One last performance then?" Shona winks at me.

  "The end of a legacy."

  "It is the start of a new one, now."

  Shona starts the engine and we make our way to Beau's office. I see Beau and another kid packing computers into boxes and files into filing boxes when we arrive.

  "The end of an empire," I say.

  "It is for The Kingmaker, but not for me. I have now come out of it wealthier than before, and this time, no transactions are going from my bank," Beau explains.

  "Shona showed me what was happening at the old club," I say.

  "If we had left it, it would have become a home for druggies and low-life scumbags," Beau explains.

  "What did you want me for, anyway?" I ask. I feel the urge to know more.

  "This new club, are you interested?" he asks. Shona smiles and kisses his cheek.

  "And what would I be doing?" I say, feeling happy they thought of me.

  "As before, a full owner-manager with all the perks," he says.

  "It is really tempting, but there is something I need to tell you both, and it is not really that good." I feel like I’m squashing the good vibe.

  I usher them both to sit on the couch. I pull up a chair and sit in front of them.

  "First off, the meeting between you two was not by chance, neither was Cally’s or Stacey's," I explain, in truth.

  Shona looks puzzled. She takes hold of Beau's arm. "And you are saying exactly?"

  "My job was to get you all together. The Kingmaker was wanted, but there was, and still is, an ulterior motive," I say.

  "Tina, I do not like the sound of this so far," Shona says.

  "First, I want to say I am sorry. I really mean that," I say.

  "And what is the crux of the story?" she asks.

  Beau nods and sighs. "I
think I know," he says, looking slightly annoyed.

  "Can someone please tell me what is going on?" Shona asks. She is becoming impatient.

  "If I am right, this Black Ops Agency wants The Kingmaker, and they also want us for their own uses," Beau explains.

  "You’re fucking kidding me?" Shona snaps.

  "I am afraid not, and everything was controlled by me," I say.

  "Tina, I thought you were special, and I figured you were our friend."

  "I am, that is why I can't go through with it, you three are my special girls, you are like daughters," I explain.

  "You have a fucking good way of treating family," Shona barks.

  "How the hell do we get out of this one?" Beau asks. "It was bad enough with The Kingmaker, now we have a government agency on our tails."

  "That agency is actually me. So, we have some time. I am being debriefed in the morning, so I will know what their plans are," I explain in detail.

  "I think we need to do more than pool resources on this one," Shona says.

  "It's okay, we have some of the best thinkers on the case," I reply.

  "And who might that be?" Shona ask.

  "Shona, it is all of you. We even have Owen and Bob, and If need be, I am sure Mr. Yang will help," I say.

  Beau leans back on the couch. "We have to play a double-sided coin on this one. We have to get The Kingmaker this time or else," he says.

  Shona arranges to meet Beau later at the club. I think it’s time we caught up with each other and had some lunch.

  "Where do you want to go to eat?" I ask.

  "I just fancy a simple pizza or something, I don't want to think about food too much," Shona says, trying not to obviously lick her lips.

  "I know exactly how you feel, it has been strange times," I say.

  The pizza restaurant is empty apart from a few suits. The place certainly doesn't make money during the day. What they do though is make one of the best deep-pan pizzas anyone could wish for.

  "This is twice in a few days you have had pizza," Shona comments.

  "It is Orlando's favorite food," I reply. Orlando and pizza. My favorite two things.

  Shona quizzes me about Orlando. It is not like me to settle for one guy, but he is like a whole lot of guys wrapped into one.

  "How long have you two been together?" Shona asks.

  "Six months now, and all that time I have never had the urge to hook or jump into bed with anyone else," I explain.

  "What about Orlando, does he feel the same?"

  "He says he does, and so far, he has not shown any signs of straying," I explain.

  "If you two can make a go of it, it will be a full house on top of us three," Shona exclaims.

  "It would be extraordinary, that is for sure," I reply.

  "I don't want to sound suspicious, but with all the under-handed dealings. Is Orlando legitimate?"

  We order before I answer. The waitress is young and friendly.

  "I would like to think so, he is a gym instructor and a male dancer." I love his muscles.

  "To be safe though, you should keep an eye on him. We can have his history checked out if you like?" Shona says.

  "No, please don't do that, if I find he is not who he says, it might just break my heart," I say, realizing my feelings for him.

  The pizza arrives, and it is smoldering hot. The cheese bubbles as the waitress places it on the table. A good inch of heaven on a plate.

  Shona takes an enormous bite. The cheese stretches before breaking. She looks at me as she swallows. "I am not sure what Cally and Stacey are going to say."

  "They are both wildcats. I am sure they will hate me to start with," I say plainly.

  "Stacey especially, she has it bad for Joseph, you will probably find she wishes you were dead next to Michelle," Shona comments, as her eyes light up from the tastes.

  "All I can do it try and make it up to them. If they hate me they hate me," I say. I take a bite and my taste buds go into overdrive.

  Shona slips her straw from her mouth. "I think they will forgive you, but they will never forget."

  I want to tell them I need to finish eating, first. God, it’s too good.

  “Let’s get things done already!”

  Orlando

  “I can do that.”

  "How often do you come to the gym?" the girl asks.

  I drop from the pull-up bar. "Every day. Why do you ask?"

  "You know, maybe we can train together?" she asks. Her eyes flash a seductive look at me.

  I found out that her name is Molly and that she is new to the area. She has really long black hair that reaches to her ass. Kind of cool-gothic and very naughty. I can tell them a mile away.

  "You should be careful with that hair, you don't want to get it tangled," I say, cheekily.

  Molly licks her lips. "I have had it pulled lots of times," she says. "Especially in the bedroom."

  "I am sorry Molly, but I am all spoken for, I am reformed." I think to myself.

  "I must say you have some large muscles," Molly says.

  She steps forward and puts her hand on my chest. Her fingers run down my body and across my hard stomach.

  "You don't look like all these other guys, they are fat and just here to lose weight," she says.

  I step back away from Molly. It was very tempting and I could see she was making advances toward me. I had told myself I was a reformed player and I meant it. Tina was ideal for me, no matter when I wanted sex, she was willing to accommodate me. I really wanted us to work.

  "Why do you come to the gym every day if it is not to meet girls like me?" Molly asks.

  "I like to keep in shape, you never know when I might have a dancing job," I reply.

  "It is a shame, you could have danced for my friends and me," she says.

  "Sorry, my partner would not be too happy." I pick up my towel. "I have to go now, it was a pleasure to meet you."

  "I don't think it was, if it were a pleasure, you would have been leaving with me," she says, giving me a pouty face.

  I head to the showers. I let the water flow over my body. I see Scott walk in and stand over by his locker.

  "Scott, how’s it going?" I ask.

  "Okay, I can't really grumble at the moment," he replies.

  I wrap my towel around my waist and sit on the locker room bench. "Have you seen that new girl with the black hair?"

  "You mean Molly, stay away from her, she is a bit of a psycho," he says.

  "What do you mean psycho?"

  "I think she is a bit of a stalker."

  "I am not surprised, she came up and had her hands all over me. I thought selfies with women were weird, but that just trumped it.”

  "Just be careful, it sounds like she has got her eye on you," he says, shaking his head.

  "I can't blame her with a body like this," I reply, laughing.

  "How is your new squeeze, anyway? It’s not like you to be so faithful," Scott says.

  "You mean Tina? She is great, and she is full of surprises like you wouldn't believe," I reply.

  "I don't know how she managed to bag you and keep you for so long, she must be really special, huh?"

  I smile at Scott. "You have no idea, she has some seriously hidden talents."

  I would like to think I had another motive for being with Tina, but the simple matter was, I was hooked. I had the pick of any girl I wanted. Molly being a prime example, even if she was a bit psycho. Tina just seemed like a complete woman. A woman with a rawness and a beautiful maturity about her. She is smokin’ hot, which is a bonus.

  Maybe it is because she has two lives, a sleeper agent of sorts for her black ops duties, and also one of the top hookers in the city. I was addicted to her. There was nothing more certain than that. I craved her sexually. I needed to be inside her and taste her.

  "Well, I should be heading off. Tina has some big business things to tend to," I say.

  "I thought she had that secret club?" Scott asks.

  "No m
ore, that has been ripped down, but she is looking to start another one."

  "Won't that be risky, especially if the old one closed?" he asks.

  "No, because as luck would have it, the owner of that one made her an offer to manage the new one, but this one will be more for couples rather than for men," I explain.

  "You mean? Live sex shows on stage and all that?" Scott asks. His eyes light up like a boy on Christmas morning.

  "I don't know the details, but I suppose it could mean that."

  "That is extreme. A night out will never be the same," Scott says, seeming more excited by the idea.

  "On that note. I have to go. I will see you tomorrow no doubt."

  "Of course," he says. His face looks happy. I hate to imagine his devious thoughts.

  Walking from the locker room, I see Molly standing by the exit with her bag over her shoulder. Maybe Scott is right, and she is a stalker. That is the last thing I need.

  "Hello again," she says.

  "Hi."

  "Come on Orlando, don't get sucked in, keep the conversation short," I think, trying to act casual.

  "I see you are finished for the day?" she asks.

  "It does look that way, I am heading toward the exit."

  I push open the doors and step outside. I hear the sounds of footsteps behind me. I turn, and Molly is looking at me with ‘come fuck me’ eyes.

  "Can I help you?"

  "I was wondering what you have planned for this afternoon?" she asks. She is chewing gum with a hand on her hip.

  "I have quite a bit planned, and that is where I am going now," I reply, trying to keep myself as boring as possible.

  "So, you don't want to get together and have a little fun?"

  "I’m afraid not, now if you don't mind, I have to go."

  I start walking across the parking lot toward my car. I turn my head. Molly is standing next to a car a couple of rows back. She waves as I climb inside.

  I watch through the rear-view mirror as I leave the parking lot. The red car that Molly was next to is heading in the same direction. I turn right. The car is a way back, but I can still see it behind me.

  I realize I can't park the car by my apartment. If she finds out where I live, she will be there all the time. I head towards Tina's place. There are a couple of back streets there where I can dump the car, that is if I can lose her.