by Z. Stefani
***
Heaven walked to the cafeteria to re-fill her cup of coffee when Julian strolled in, he had been in court all morning and she was surprised to see him at the office.
“I thought you were in court all day?” she asked.
“I’m waiting for the jury to decide now.”
“You’re kidding me, I thought you had this long, drawn-out closing statement.”
“I did, but the prosecutor didn’t.” he said stepping closer to her.
“Because he knows he can’t win this case.” she grinned with pride, “no one stands a chance against this firm.”
“I couldn’t agree more, Princess.” He was unable to resist sliding his hand over her hip. “I predict a win before the end of day.”
“Don’t start Mr. King.” she warned him, looking to see if anyone in the cafeteria had seen him. They had their backs to everyone in the room, and she thanked her lucky stars that none of them seemed to be paying attention to them.
“Why?” he asked his hand sliding up to her waist and she felt her anxieties take over.
“Stop.” she whispered so softly he had to physically restrain himself from bending over her and kissing her full lips.
“Give me a kiss and I‘ll stop.”
“Julian Please.” she pleaded with him and seeing the look in her eye, he removed his hand.
“You better be nice to me tonight to make up for this.” he said low before he winked then left the cafeteria.
***
Julian had just won the Hudson case and was walking through the front doors when his father walked up to him, smiling proudly.
“That was a very tough case to win.” he patted him on the shoulder as he withdrew one of prize cigars out of his jacket pocket than passed it to his youngest son. “Congratulations, I’m proud of you son.” Julian grinned, sure he was excited he won the case and thrilled that his father was proud of him, but right now he could only think of one thing. Just looking at the fat cigar in his hand invoked illicit images of Heaven and he knew there was only one true way to smoke it.
“Thank you.” he said and quickly excused himself, then went straight over to Heaven’s office. He walked past her secretary not saying a word as let himself inside. Heaven sat behind a stack of paperwork, looking a tad bit overwhelmed.
“I need to see you Ms. Deville.”
“I am in the middle of something right now Mr. King.”
“Now heaven.” he said lowering his voice. Heavenly quickly looked out of her glass office to see if her secretary was listening. “I’ll make sure everyone hears me if you don’t bring your pretty ass to my office right now.” he said low obviously not taking no for an answer.
“Fine.” she snapped as quietly as she could but still managed to stomp her feet a bit as she led him out of her office and into his own. The second the door was shut and locked, she turned to him.
“What do you want Julian?”
“I won the Hudson case.” he said smugly
“Really?” she said as she felt her happiness spark, but it was laced with a trace of anger.
“Yes and you’re going to help me celebrate.”
“We already discussed this, why would I help you celebrate a case you practically stole from me.”
“How do you figure?”
“You knew how badly I wanted that case and you went to your father to make sure you got it.”
“At least I didn’t walk into your office and steal it off your desk.”
“Touché.” she shrugged before he grabbed her from behind, yanking her skirt up to her waist. “are you kidding, someone stood outside that window while we were having sex and took pictures of us then sent them to our boss.”
“That windows gone now and my secretary is right outside that door.” he said as if explaining it.
“Oh so that makes it all better.” she said rhetorically, her frown deepening.
“No, but it guarantees that no one is creeping outside of that door.”
“And how do you know she’s not the stalker wielding the camera?”
“She’s not.”
“Julian we are not doing this in here anymore, we are going to wait until we leave, now get off me!” she tried to pull away, but he held her tightly, sliding his hand over her mouth as his other hand slid into her panties.
“Shush.”
“No!” she tried to cry out but it sounded more like a faint murmur under his large hand. He held her still as his hand worked its magic between her legs, quickly bringing her to a state of submission. She wasn’t fighting him anymore at this point she was trying to stop herself from begging him to go farther no matter how badly she feared he actually would. She hated that he forced her into these dilemmas, fighting him then fighting herself because of him only to realize that she enjoyed it.
He slid his fingers between her lips and worked that stiffening little nub, allowing her to neither move nor utter a sound until he felt her body begin to quiver. he brought her to a fevered pitch in no time, loving the way her body responded to him no matter how hard she fought it.
It surged through her like a million light bulbs, still sparking with electricity while bursting throughout her body. Her limbs were shaking and she flopped like a rag doll when he bent her over his desk, the cool wood feeling good against her flaming cheek. Julian took the cigar out of his jacket pocket and spread her thighs more as he bent between her legs. He slid the cigar over her sex, making her jump at the sensation.
“No more.” she whined unable to move a muscle until her body calmed down more.
“Shush.” he hushed her before he slid the tip of the cigar into her opening. She arched her hips up as he slid the tip in and out, bending his head to take her tingling nub into his mouth. She almost screeched at the intensity of the pleasure.
After she had cum on the tip of his celebratory cigar, he withdrew it then stood up, walked to the other side of his desk then sat in his chair. Heaven on the other hand, continued to slump over his desk, her body to rocked with orgasmic sensations to even worry about pulling down her skirt. She could barely lift her head to watch him as he put the cigar to his lips.
“Now this is how you smoke a cigar.” he lit the end “now be a good sport and say congratulations Julian.” he said and she managed to fully lift her head to look at him.
“Fuck you, Julie.” she looked at him with anger in her eyes as she stood up and pulled her skirt back down then headed for the door.
“Damn, I’ll still be able to taste you even after you’re gone, Princess.” he grinned as she paused at the door, he didn’t have to see her face to know how angry she was.
***
The Party
Heaven was relaxing on the settee, listening to music and eating chocolate ice cream. Julian sat down on the end of the settee next to her, his hands caressing her legs.
“Tonight is Aries Steel’s annual party.” he said as he kissed her kneecap.
“Who is Aries Steel?” she asked as she held a spoonful of chocolate ice cream to his mouth.
“My closest living friend, he’s more like a brother to me.” he said before eating the softened ice cream from the spoon she held.
“I just want to stay here, it’s our last weekend together. We should do something that involves just us.”
“We’re going to the party.” he said as he trailed kisses up her leg.
“Then we are not staying long.” she insisted.
“Three hours tops.”
“No, two hours tops, with the option to leave fifteen minutes early.”
“Deal.” he parted her robe to reveal her bare sex and then bent his head down between her thighs, “let me have that ice cream.”
“Why?” she asked as the smile crept across her lips. She had a good idea what he wanted to do and her suspicion was confirmed when he grabbed the bowl. He tipped the bowl as he drizzled the melted cream down her belly and across her sex.
***
“Who is Aries Steel?
” Heaven asked as Alice applied a thick layer of glittery charcoal eye shadow to Heaven’s eyelids.
“Aries Steel is Mr. King’s closest friend. He’s a real bad boy, he makes King look like a virgin in comparison.”
“Wow,” she scoffed, “I didn’t think anything could make him seem virginal.”
“Aries can, he’s legendary and so are his parties.”
“Julian’s taking me to one of his parties tonight.”
“Oh that’s right, it is that time of the year again. I heard Aries has thrown these parties once a year since they were in college. Mr. King has been a guest of honor every year, of course.”
“What kind of parties are they?” she asked looking at the dark eyeshade in the mirror and the thick layer of mascara Alice was applying to her lashes.
“I’m not positive, but I’ve heard they are like hard core sex parties.” she gave a sympathetic look laced with worry.
“Wonderful.” she spat sarcastically then frowned as Alice applied a deep-red lipstick to her lips.
***
She wore a very tight corset that started in the middle of her breasts, covering just her nipple and going down below her ribs, he had personally laced it up, watching his work in the mirror as he did so. Her breasts were crushed to her chest, giving her amazing cleavage. She wore a tiny silk skirt that was like a thick ruffle laying dangerously low on her rounded hips, and he promptly made her spin around in a circle so he could look under her dress. She wore a thick platinum choker that had a long chain that posed as a leash as he so eagerly demonstrated to her. He then ran the long chain down the middle of her back then attached it to the back of the chain that sat low on her belly while the tail end of the chain dangled free against her butt. The side of the thin belly chain also had small hoops to attach the same platinum bracelets around her wrists to her sides. She topped it off with a thin gauzy strip of material across her eyes as a mask. It had tiny holes for her to see out of and still give her appearance of being blindfolded.
In the limo on the way, Julian gave Heaven a mimosa and then turned to look at her.
“I want you to stay close to me and I don’t want you to speak to anyone, under any circumstance. Do you understand?” he demanded
“Yes.” she nodded. He had taken her to a few strange places already and she was more than happy not to converse with anyone but him. However, if he was giving her specific instructions, then she knew this place was probably worse than the others.
“Only me, I mean it I don’t want you leaving my side.” he knew the men there very well and he knew they would go crazy over her.
“I won’t,” she moved a little closer to him and he lightly kissed her lips, tasting the mimosa she was sipping “but you’re freaking me out.”
“Just follow my instructions and you’ll have no reason to be freaked out.” At first Julian had been excited to take her to the party, but now he was not sure.
***
Aries, Julian’s closest friend was throwing his annual party. Julian was hesitant about bringing Heaven to Aries’s sex-themed party, but he had all intentions of setting the rules with the guests. Aries and Julian had started throwing these sex parties back in college but over the years they had dwindled down to one party a year.
Julian was instantly greeted by Aries, who hugged him and patted him on the back.
“It’s been too long brother, where have you been?” Aries said as he shook his head.
“I’ve been busy with a side project.” he grinned and the meaning was not lost on Aries.
“And who is this amazing side project?” he asked as he looked at Heaven in awe. Part of Julian was filled with pride, but the other part felt a twinge of jealousy, that dastardly emotion that was becoming second nature to him.
“She’s off limits.” Julian said and Aries raised his brows, truly shocked. Aries was never shocked, he had seen and done it all, but this blew his mind.
Julian King was not sharing? He never came empty handed and anyone he brought was there for the purpose of sharing. He had known Julian since grade school and Julian had never cared, he had shared every one of his girlfriends, if that girl was game, which they usually were. Julian tended to attract the freaky ladies, but not this one. It was obvious to Aries this one was different, she had an aura about her, the regality of queen despite the mask covering half of her face. He also saw an innocence in her that was impressive considering the scandalous outfit she wore. Not to mention that she had come to the sickest party in town with the original master of sex, Mr. Julian King himself.
“Really?” he grinned then raised his glass and shouted “a toast” and most of the people around him raised there glasses, they didn’t need to know what they were toasting to, Aries was their king, the king of all things smut, and if he raised his glass then they raised their glass. “To firsts.” Aries barked.
“Firsts” the crowd chanted a few times before continuing with what they were doing.
No one there knew what he meant except Julian who knew exactly what he meant. That was the first time Julian had not shared. A fully nude woman with a black latex mask covering her entire head walked over to them, holding out a glass tray with a bottle of liquor sitting in the middle. Aries promptly grabbed the bottle then pushed the long hair away from her bare breast.
“If you can’t keep them uncovered then maybe you should tuck your hair up. Fix it or I will kick you out and replace you.” he said to the girl, who nodded and pulled her hair back and tucked it under the bottom of the mask. “Go!” he turned back to Julian and grinned “A toast to you, my brother.” he handed him the bottle of cognac.
“For?” Julian asked.
“I heard you made partner.”
“Not yet.” he answered seeing Heaven’s entire body tense up.
“You will.” he answered.
“But I did win the Hudson case.”
“Billionaire boys club Hudson?” Aries raised his brow.
“The one and only.”
“Well that definitely calls for a toast, I didn‘t think anyone could have gotten him off.” Aries said raising his bottle as Julian opened his and they both took a drink of cognac. They stopped, breathing deep as the fiery substance burned down their throats like lava.
“I could have.” Heaven murmured under her breath.
***
The large doors opened and Candy Flair walked in, her fiery red spiral curls bouncing with her swaying hips and a confident look on her flawless face. She wore knee high fire red boots and a skirt as thin as a belt that exposed more then it covered, she had red puffy lip appliqués covering her nipples and a red mesh tube top over that. She was one of the sexiest women at the party and she knew it, her confidence level high enough to crush a weak spirited woman, the type she usually dwelled on. Candy’s motto was simple, she liked her men strong and her women weak as well as unattractive. She outright refused to be involved with any woman that was more attractive than her.
Candy’s best friend Heidi stumbled in behind her in her usual clumsy style, her platinum blonde hair styled up like Marilyn Monroe’s. She was a pretty girl but to Candy, her nose was large enough to distract from her beauty which made it alright for them to be friends.
Candy only came to these parties for one reason and that was Julian King. She had met him years ago at a strip club she had been working at and the two of them had been having sex ever since, only lately he had been avoiding her. He was an amazing lover, the best she had ever had and she refused to lose that right now and decided to come re-prove herself to him.
“King is in the building.” Candy said as her eyes locked on Julian, “and looking delicious as ever.” she pulled the top of her tiny sheer shirt down, baring more of her cleavage.
“Who is that girl with him?” Heidi asked and Candy’s head darted over to see the woman standing next to him, holding his hand. She gasped, feeling nauseous, something about the way Julian was looking at the mystery girl didn’t settle right with Candy.
“Oh my god, he’s holding her hand.” she cried, and Heidi’s eyes grew wide as she gasped.
“I can’t believe it.”
“I couldn’t get him to hold my hand if I sewed it to his.”
“He’s even covered her face.” Heidi added. Masks were always optional at Aries’s parties and Julian had never worn a mask nor had he ever allowed anyone who accompanied him to conceal their identity, even if he was doing something particularly vile to them.
“What the hell is going on?” Candy almost cried before sprinting to the bathroom.