by Mary Nixon
"What for?" I asked adjusting my sun glasses.
He opened a red box revealing a single golden key.
"For you. He asks that you come with me."
"What does that open?" Lola cut in rudely as she grabbed the key and peered at it.
I snatched it back.
"Mind your bloody P's and Q's!" I chided.
She frowned at me and my attention was back on Simon who was respectfully quiet.
"What does it open?" I asked.
He opened the back door of the Rolce Royce and gestured me to enter.
"Its a surprise my lady but if you come with me, we will find out together."
I hated surprises.
But before I could turn him down Lola was already in the back seat.
I rolled my eyes and got in as well.
The white leather seats were plush and the interior cool. The Bellingerre family crest was obvious inside the Rolce.
"Your boyfriend is wealthy."
"He's not my boyfriend." I denied profusely.
"Whatever you say. But if I were you, I would make sure I have all his attention. There are a handful of billionaires and you should totally cling to him."
Lola was materialistic. The only qualification a man needed to get her attention was deep pockets.
I wanted a man who could love me to the ends of the earth. If he was rich, then it would be a bonus. If not, it's okay. I just wanted to be loved.
But love was not part of my agenda. I wanted to make it first. I wanted to reach the pinnacle of my career before I could focus my attention else where.
Having a man in my life would mean my freedom would be curtailed. It would mean I would have to constantly let him know where I was and who I was with.
I didn't need that.
I liked calling the shots. I liked to be in charge.
"Ladies, we are here." Simon announced earning my attention.
It was a street commonly called the millionaires street.
The massive plush mansions that resembled castles housed the elite in society. Politicians, celebrities and business men.
I wondered if James Lyons lived here.
Simon got the door and we eased out taking in the breath taking house in front of us.
Once we got to the door, Simon stared at me expectedly.
It was only then that I realized I had the key. Slipping the golden key into the key hole, I turned it and I was blown away by the interior of the house.
Lola shrieked in excitement as I remained
dumb.
White marble floors that were so clean I could see my reflection. The ceilings were high with arched windows and gold crown moulding all around. The double staircase was even more breathtaking with gold railing.
I had asked for a golden bath tub and I got a house with marble and gold details. I made my wat upstairs and found the master bedroom.
It had a large circular bed with gold posters and white silk bedding. It looked like a Queen's boudoir.
I wandered of to the bathroom and there it was sitting in front of a long window with a gold and diamond chandelier hanging above it.
The golden bathtub with clawed feet. It even had a golden faucet to complement it.
I approached it and noticed the water inside looked milky with red floating petals. The glow of the setting sun only made the gold more appealing.
I saw a neatly folded note with a single long stemmed red rose across it. I reached out and opened it.
Love,
I hope you've found my surprise.
I hope you love it.
James Lyons.
"You have to marry him!" Lola squealed. "Or better yet have his babies."
That reddened me instantly.
"Miss Lola, can I please drive you home?" Simon asked.
Lola looked irritated.
"Mr. Bellingerre would prefer to be alone with Miss Bianca." He told her bluntly. "I don't think a three some is in his agenda
tonight. This way please."
Lola glanced my way and smiled.
"Make sure he knocks you up."
She left me alone and I could only wonder how breath taking the bathroom was. The house was something else.
I ran my finger along the tub and closed my eyes imagining myself in the tub.
"Strip down and soak."
I turned abruptly and saw the man who had given me a mile when I had asked for an inch.
"You've outdone yourself." I told him with a smile.
He smiled ruefully leaning his tall medium frame against the door.
He pulled out a lighter from his pocket and began lighting up the red candles scattered through the bathroom.
After he was done, I realized that the sun was almost paving way for another hot summer night.
"Thank you for the tub but I have to go." I said casually taking in his perfect form and his handsome face.
"Where to love? Won't you try the tub and see if it's a perfect fit?"
He traced the side of my face sending shivers through me. His eyes were hooded with intense desire in their depth.
Getting naked in front of this man would not be a good idea but I wanted to sit and bathe in a gold tub.
Turning around, I pulled mg hair to one side and took in a deep breath.
"Unzip me."
James Lyons's POV
I had spared no expense to satisfy Bianca's demand.
I would give anything to bask in her beauty even
if it was for a single night.
I slowly unzipped her out of her small black dress. My hands itched to caressed her bare back and my breath caught as her dress dropped to the floor exposing her beautiful bum.
I watched as she stepped out of her lacy black panties in the most sexually arousing way I had ever seen.
I rubbed my jaw taking in her sexy form. She was petite and slightly curvy.
She paused still in her heels before she turned and overwhelmed me with her full breasts.
My knees almost buckled as I took them in. Her buds were pink and pointy.
Maybe she was as aroused as I was.
"Well, will you help me out of these shoes?" She asked.
Without saying a word, I got down on one knee and undid the thin straps around her ankle.
As soon as the shoe was off, she held onto my shoulder for support. I did the same on the other foot and I was now looking up at her pierced navel.
My hands wrapped around her petite waist and she smiled seductively.
I wanted to sit her on the vanity and bury my head into her moist center.
She read my thoughts and backed away getting into the tub. She slowly sat into the warm creamy liquid and tied up her long hair in a bun.
I watched my hunger rising.
"Will you stand there all night or will you bathe me James Lyons?" She asked authoritatively.
I rolled up my shirt sleeves to my elbows and took a sponge laying on the side of the tub.
I slowly soaked the sponge and rubbed her back. I heard her gasp as soon as I touched her. No doubt she felt electrified by the contact just as I did.
I rubbed the sponge along her back lower
to her back as she moved slightly. I was curious about her skin.
I dropped the sponge and slowly touched her skin with my bare hand running my finger down her spine. Her skin was petal soft.
I couldn't take the torment anymore.
Undressing myself, I got into the tub sitting behind her. She was between my legs. I pulled her back my interest poking at her back.
"James Lyons, you're invading my privacy." She spoke seductively.
"I can't help it love. You have me by my bloody balls." I breathed out as I cupped her breasts.
They filled my hands and I smiled at how full and soft the felt.
I rubbed my thumb around her peaked bud and she sighed.
She loved it.
I did too. My interest was growing bigger. I planted soft kisses down her neck to her
shoulder. I sank my teeth into the side of her neck and earned myself a deep moan.
"I want you Bea Bianca." I groaned in frustration.
"How badly do you want me?" She asked.
"So bad I can take you in this tub. Just sag the words and I will pleasure you beyond you'd wildest imagination."
"And what would you do to me?" She asked in a low seductive voice.
I leaned closer to her ears.
"I will start by kissing your luscious full lips. I will kiss you until your head falls back. Then I will take your lovely breasts into my mouth and feed on your nipples until they grow soar. I would then kiss the rest of you and eat you. I want to taste the sweetness between your legs."
She gasped as my finger traced her core in a fleeting touch.
"Then I would spread you after making you cum multiple times. I would then finger your core and lick clean every ounce of sweetness from you. Then I would penetrate your folds and bang you so hard, my name is all you'll be screaming. I will take you to highs you've never reached. I will drown you in passion. I will get you drunk in ecstasy. I will be the best you've ever had Bea Bianca." I whispered biting her ear softly.
She literally moaned and I knew she had probably imagined everything I had said in gross detail. She clasped her knees together and sighed deeply a shiver rocking her body.
Her fingers gently pried my hands off her breasts. She stood up and turned to face me. Her naked form was making me harder.
"I think we should can it a night James Lyons."
She was quick to step out of the tub.
I did so too smiling at how much I had affected her.
I helped her into a flimsy silk robe that did nothing to cover her body.
It clung to her wet form and I loved it.
"I have to go." She said as she reached for her clothes.
I took her hand stopping her.
"Don't go, stay the night."
"I can't. Not after what you said you wanted to do to me."
"I dream about it every night. I want to pleasure your body. Just let me Bianca. I promise you'll love it."
"No doubt I will but I don't surrender on the first date. You'll have to work a little harder baby boy."
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Chapter five: Dazed
I will pleasure you all night... Drown you in passion... get you drunk with ecstasy.
James Lyons's words were drowning my thoughts. He had been so passionate about bedding me.
I hadn't been able to sleep since his erotic proclamation.
It had been a bloody month. A bloody month and I could still smell his scent, hear his husky voice begging me to spread my legs.
I couldn't live like this.
I needed to satisfy my curiosity but it had to be with him.
I was constantly dazed unable to focus on anything. I was constantly wet, desire eating up whatever little sanity I had left.
He had done it on purpose, seducing me into getting in the tub with him.
But wasn't I the one who had asked for a tub?
"Earth to Bianca?"
I looked up from the cloth rack and met Lola's dark eyes.
"Since you and the billionaire demanded privacy in that bathroom with the golden tub you've been weird. What did he do to you?
He bewitched me. I was now a slave to sexual curiosity.
"Nothing." I suddenly blurted out and yanked a random dress from the rack.
"What does he have? Length or girth?"
I froze
recalling his pointy friend down south. My throat ran dry and I struggled to swallow.
"Both." I said casually.
Tony would probably tear me.
"Did he go all night?" She pried further.
I gave her a warning look and got dressed.
"You don't have to be so mean with the details B.B."
"Last time I checked, its my private life. What happens between Tony and I remains between us two. Piss off!" I snapped.
Lola was looking for gossip to share with magazines, her friends and tabloids. I didn't need that kind of drama.
"Calm down Bianca. You should let him pop your cherry. It will help you relax."
I almost cursed her had it not been for my angry manager walking towards me.
"Bea Bianca, what is this about?" she asked slamming a magazine on the table beside me.
I gazed down at it and saw a split picture of James Lyons and I.
Super model Bea Bianca Buchanan with new boo billionaire James Lyons Bellingerre. Inside sources inform us that the business tycoon bought the model a house worth two million pounds and that they spent a
cozy night together in the house. Is this another fling for the billionaire? We don't know but we have our eyes on the two love birds.
I had a pretty good idea who the inside source was.
Lola.
"Well?" Area asked me.
"Well what?" I asked.
"Lola, give us a moment."
As soon as she left, Arra glared at me.
"This publicity can go horribly bad and it can also boost your popularity. It all depends on how you ride it out. My advice, if you haven't allowed him to pop your cherry I suggest you do. Hook him in and use him to get ahead." Arra told me.
How could I use James Lyons? That was cruel.
"No." I told her. "I won't use him to get ahead."
"Why not? You think because he bought you a house worth two million he loves you? All he wants us sex. He's using you, use him."
I was surrounded by maniacs. The whole reason I worked so hard was so as not to rely on a man to make me successful. Doing what my manager was saying meant I would water down my standards and use James Lyons's influence and popularity to get ahead.
How would he feel about it?
"No."
"Too late for that. This came for you earlier today. I've already picked out a dress. You better not fail me."
She handed me a white envelop and
left. It had the Bellingerre family crest.
It seemed that James Lyons and I had our fated linked. No matter what I do or sat, I would always find myself crossing paths with him.
James Lyons's POV
(1 week ago)
My father had been bounding me about the CEO position. Just over five years ago he had denied me the chance to prove myself. Now he was the one begging me to be his CEO.
I found him reading the morning paper with a frown in his face. I was ready to make him a deal where we would both stand to benefit.
"Look at what the cat dragged in." He teased when he saw me.
"And you look older than you did a week ago." I fired back.
That's how we related to each other.
"I want to make you a deal." I said.
He frowned at me and sat up.
"Usually, it's polite to start with s greeting son. Then we talk about the weather and then we have a cup of tea. Only then can we discuss business. Didn't Erma teach you that?"
"Leave Erma out of
this. I'm here to make you an offer."
"What offer?"
"During the Annual Bellingerre Charity Ball, I need you to put someone up on auction."
It was my family's tradition to hold an Annual Charity Ball before the end of Summer. A woman in attendance would be picked randomly and put on auction. Men would bid on her with the winner earning a date.
"Let me guess, Bea Bianca?"
"How did you know?"
"I'm Wayne Bellingerre, I know everything. What do I get if she's up for auction?"
I sat down beside him.
"You get me as CEO."
A victorious grin plastered on his face as he nodded.
"Deal. But get all the pennies in your bank account in order. I have feeling a lot of men will be bidding on the blonde."
"I know. Just make sure she's up for auction. A week with her as opposed to a night."
"I'll have to raise the bid."
"It's okay. Tr
iple the starting number if you want. Just make sure she's there."
*
Presently...
The air in the room was tense.
I wanted to strangle the life out of Rei for showing up with Bianca on his arm... my Bianca.
My blood was boiling.
"Here is to the best Annual Charity Ball ever." My father said handing me a glass of the hard stuff. "You need that more than I do. I hope you brought all your pennies because your brother wants the blonde as much as you do."
"No doubt you had a hand in this?" I asked him.
"Maybe, maybe not. I guess we'll never know."
I should have known he would pull off something like this.
No doubt he wanted to raise millions today and he knew I must have wanted Bianca so badly to have accepted his CEO post. He was going to play me against my brother. He was going to play us against each other and we were both going to willingly participate.
"Happy bidding son."
He walked away and I felt a strong pain in my heart when I saw Bianca laughing at something Rei had said.
"They look cute together. You do know if he wins the auction, you still take over as CEO, right? And then it's wedding bells for you and I."
Bloody hell!
That was the old man's play.
I hadn't thought that far because all I could see, smell and think of was Bianca. I felt stupid for falling right into his trap. He had wanted me for Brianne and I had delivered myself on a silver platter.
"I can't wait Ti be Mrs. James Lyons Bellingerre."
She stole a kiss from my lips and
unfortunately, Bianca caught it. A sudden flash of jealousywas evident in her eyes. She cupped Rinaldo's face and kissed him.
That stirred something stronger than jealousy in me. I wanted to kill Rei and show her that she was not allowed to kiss any other man other than me.
"Ladies and gents, jolly good evening to you all. Let's settle down and get right into it." My father spoke signalling it was time for the bid.
We all took pur seats as I watched Rei leading Bianca to the stage.
"You look tense." Ferrer pointed out.
"No one from this table is allowed to bid." I warned Cole, Bruce and Ferrer. "She's my girl. Keep off."
There was no objection.
My eyes darted around the room and I saw almost all the men preparing to bid. I had expected it. Bianca was dashingly beautiful and all the men wanted her.
"Tonight's bid is on this lovely young woman. Her name is Bea Bianca. The prize is an entire week alone with her. Bidding starts at half a million pounds."