“That bitch right there is a piece of work,” Victoria heard from behind.
She turned to find Natasha standing behind her with her arms crossed, glaring over at Caroline.
“Tasha, you have no idea,” Victoria responded.
“Girl, that chick has it bad for your man.”
“Yes. And now yours is on her bucket list.” Victoria giggled, causing Natasha to narrow her eyes at Victoria.
“Gianni Storm is not my man. He made that clear when he fucked me and left the country without so much as an au revoir.”
“Well, if it means anything, he’s been grilling me about your life. Not to mention the fact that he’s been eye fucking you all night. Girl, I swear, he was damn near panting when you were singing. I was just waiting for him to hop the stage and fuck you right there.” Victoria chuckled, but Natasha didn’t crack a smile.
“But seriously Tash, maybe you should talk to him.”
“Not interested.”
“Well, you better make a run for it, because he’s coming up behind you,” Victoria warned.
Natasha quickly walked away, wasting no time to look back for verification.
Gianni walked up to Victoria and stared at Natasha’s back as she hurried away.
Gianni didn’t even bother to masculinely hide his hurt. “What did I do that was so bad that the woman won’t even acknowledge me?”
Shaking her head, Victoria couldn’t believe that he could be as dense as he appeared to be at that moment.
“Seriously, Gianni? You can’t possibly be telling me that you have no clue why
Natasha wants nothing to do with you.”
The puzzled look on his face confirmed that he was clueless, so Victoria decided to give him a clue.
“Gianni...” She paused, searching for patience. “How do you think it made Natasha feel when you had sex with her and then left the country before she woke up, without so much as a ‘see you around’?”
“Victoria, I didn’t just leave her. I gave my assistant strict instructions to make sure that Natasha had everything that she needed. Not only that... I’ve called her almost every day when I was in Paris. I’ve sent her flowers, even expensive gifts. She still won’t respond. She, instead, returned everything that I bought her. I just don’t get it. What does the woman want from me?”
As misguided as Gianni was, Victoria could see that he was smitten with Natasha.
She decided to give him something to work with.
“I’ll tell you what she wants, Gianni. She wants the type of man that will be there when she wakes up after a night of passion; not a man that’ll ditch her in the middle of the night and dump her off on his assistant. And if that wasn’t bad enough, you tried to buy her off with gifts. Just so you know, throwing your money around won’t work on Natasha. She has her own money, Gianni; maybe even more than you. So, treating her like them gold digging tricks that you’re accustomed to is nothing short of an insult.”
Gianni’s expression went from astonishment to understanding, so Victoria decided to leave him be so that he could calculate a better plan to get back into Natasha’s good graces. She walked away, hoping that she didn’t just set her friend up to be hurt again.
GIANNI
Realizing that he knew nothing about Natasha, Gianni decided that he desperately needed to spend more time getting to know her. He’d left women in the night before, but he was always welcomed back into their beds with open legs. Gianni really hadn’t expected Natasha to be so offended. He didn’t understand why he didn’t just let it go and move on. He wasn’t accustomed to chasing a woman. If fact, most of the time he was the one doing the running. Women always wanted to hop into bed, pin him down, and drag his wallet to the alter, which was why he was often indifferent with the women that he got involved with, but Natasha was different. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. She occupied his every thought throughout the day and disabled his libido at night. Since the night that he spent with Natasha, Gianni hadn’t been able to get sexually excited by any of the women that he spent time with. He only ended up wasting both of their time.
Gianni decided that what he needed was to taste and touch Natasha again. He didn’t even mind that his crafty cousin had made him donate a half million dollars, in addition to three of his top chefs, just for an invitation to the camp’s debut. Jack told him that Natasha would be helping out with the weekend’s events. But, why didn’t Jack tell him that Natasha was wealthy? And, why would a woman with money have such a dangerous occupation? Gianni would get those answers from Natasha. He was, now more than ever, determined to get her to talk to him.
“Ah mio figlio, how your eyes follow the woman in red.”
Gianni hadn’t even noticed his mother’s approach. Gianni turned to Catarina’s smiling face.
“Mama, sei bellissima.” Gianni complimented, attempting to switch gears.
However, he was unsuccessful.
“Grazie. Now... The woman in red?”
“Her name is Natasha. I’ve been trying to get to know her for some time.”
“And she’s not interested,” Catarina concluded.
Gianni shook his head.
“This is new for you, si?”
Gianni nodded.
“This should be a fun weekend.” Then Catarina chuckled and walked away.
“Ha ha,” Gianni mumbled to himself.
He searched the room for Natasha, and when he found her, she was in the arms of another man. Jealousy burned his gut as he watched the tall good looking black man holding Natasha... His Natasha. Her head was resting on his chest and his hand was rubbing the small of her back, too close to her ass. Their bodies swayed in unison to the slow music that the band was playing. Natasha was entirely too comfortable in the man’s arms. Could Natasha have entered into a relationship since last month, when he couldn’t even work up enough excitement to fuck another woman since her? Gianni needed to know who the motherfucker was that was holding Natasha the way he had just a month ago. And he set out on a quest to find out. Looking around the room, Gianni decided that his plan would start with Amy. Gianni sat at the table with Amy and Mia, seemingly interrupting an intense conversation. Amy smiled nervously, while Mia looked away.
“Hey, cousin,” she said, attempting to be cheery.
“So... How long have the two of you been lovers?” Gianni asked with a smug grin, causing Amy’s mouth to drop open, and a stunned Mia to gape at Gianni.
Amy stuttered,“Wha... What? How did you know?”
“I’m European. I see it more.” He shrugged. “Does Jack know?”
Amy shook her head. “No one knows.”
Devilishly, he asked, “Do you want to keep it that way?”
Amy narrowed her eyes, and Gianni heard Mia gasp. But he kept his eyes trained on Amy.
Again, he asked threateningly, “Do you want to keep it that way?”
“Hold on... You would blackmail your own cousin?” Mia asked, obviously appalled.
“Yes,” Amy and Gianni responded simultaneously.
Gianni knew that Mia pegged him a monster for blackmailing a family member, but what she didn’t know was that Amy had blackmailed him plenty when they were growing up.
“Fine,” Amy huffed. “What do you want, asshole?”
Gianni smiled at his unwilling accomplice.
CHAPTER 18
VICTORIA
Feeling like the luckiest woman in the world, Victoria rode silently in the passenger seat of the golf cart as Jack finished a tour of the campgrounds. The lake, pools, playgrounds, stables, obstacle courses and gymnasiums were perfect, but when Victoria saw the medical facility, she fell in love with Jack all over again. With everyone tucked comfortably into their cottages, the property was totally quiet. Jack pulled in front of their cottage and hopped out. He made his way around the cart to assist Victoria. They walked hand in hand up the walkway. Jack opened the door, gently grabbed her hand, and led her inside. There was champagne chilling in a bucket and t
wo glasses on the floor in front of a lit fireplace. There was a tray of fruit that included chocolate strawberries. Jack had set the stage for a romantic evening. Victoria stepped closer to the warm fire and turned to Jack and smiled.
“Where’s the baby?”
“She’s spending the night in Emma’s cottage,” Jack responded, in a low seductive tone.
Victoria had never spent a night away from Jasmine, but she harbored no anxiety about her being next door with the nanny. She knew that with Jack’s tendency to investigate everyone that he came in contact with, her baby was in good hands. She, however, was grateful. Victoria adored her child, but she and Jack hadn’t had an uninterrupted night together since Jasmine was born. She missed her husband’s kisses, his touch, and especially his big dick. Tonight she intended to take full advantage.
Victoria could sense Jack’s approach before she actually felt his lips lightly touch her neck. She let her head fall back onto Jack’s solid chest as he roughly palmed her breasts and kissed a trail down her neck. She could feel his hard dick lodged in her back, and the way that Jack was massaging her engorged breasts could only be described as sweet torture. Jack released her swollen tits and slowly dragged the zipper of her dress until it fell down her arms.
When he slid the dress from her body, he received his own surprise. With the hopes of an erotic night, Victoria had strategically selected her undergarments for the evening.
JACK
Jack marveled at the beauty that was his wife. She turned and stood before him wearing only a strapless bra and a pair of thigh high stockings. Since having their child, her body had filled out in all the right places. Her tits were considerably more than a handful. Her hips and ass were perfect. So perfect in fact, that the small bulge that she constantly complained about was non–existent. When Victoria stepped out of her dress and closer to him, his plans to romance her went south. Jack’s cock was so hard that he had to resist the temptation to bend her over and eat her raw.
“Baby, let me properly thank you for being the sweetest, kindest, most thoughtful, and sexiest husband ever,” Victoria said with a voice that was hoarse and filled with pure sex.
She quickly rendered him naked and stood back, seemingly admiring his nude form.
The way she lustfully assessed him caused his cock to jerk. Victoria led him to an oversized chair in front of the fireplace and urged him to sit. He did as instructed, and Victoria walked over to her iPad, searching until she found whatever she was looking for. Slow music began to play, so she sat the iPad on a nearby table. Jack listened to the song’s dirty lyrics and stared at his breathtakingly beautiful wife.
♫ Early in the morning’s when I think about you.
I hit you like what you sayin’.
In the morning’s when I wanna fuck you.
Yeah... I hit you like what you sayin’.
I...I could fuck you all the time’... Ooh ♫
Victoria dropped to her knees and slowly crawled to him. Watching Victoria on all fours made Jack’s cock leak. He resisted the urge to stroke his dick, relinquishing all control to Victoria. He patiently endured as she teased him to no end. At the end of Victoria’s sexy crawl, she rose up on her knees, and caressed the inside of Jack’s thighs. With warm, soft hands, Victoria massaged her way to his balls and gripped; causing his breath to catch. Jack wanted nothing more than to slam his cock inside her warm hot pussy, but he was patient. She rubbed her way up his body and over his chest and looked up at him with hooded eyes. His women wanted every ounce of the cock that he was about to give her, and it was his mission to give her what she needed.
Victoria’s hands landed in his hair. She tugged at the strands and pulled his lips to hers. With her tongue, she coaxed his lips apart. Jack happily allowed her to control the kiss. She moaned into his mouth as their tongues tangoed. Jack wrapped his arms around Victoria’s waist and ground his cock against her. Abruptly breaking their kiss, Victoria snatched her lips from his. Jack moaned out loud and then hissed when her lips clamped around his nipple. She sucked and teased until Jack heard himself lightly panting. Obviously turned on by his eager reaction, Victoria moaned her satisfaction and lowered her head. She was finally exactly where Jack needed the most attention. Victoria repeatedly licked the entire length of his shaft as she reached behind her back to unhook her bra.
Victoria freed herself from the bra, and her big tits spilled from the bra. Jack was ecstatic, because while Victoria lapped at the vein on the bottom of his cock, he was able to tweak Victoria’s super hard overly stimulated nipples. As Jack pinched and fondled her hard pebbles, Victoria winced and moaned her pleasure. Grabbing the reigns, Victoria took him in her mouth, clamping her lips around the base of his rigid cock. It had been so long since Jack had had the pleasure of Victoria’s hot wet mouth surrounding his cock; he feared that he might immediately shoot an immeasurable load into her mouth. His head fell back against the chair while he took slow deep breaths, in an attempt to gain control. Finally, Victoria’s head began to bob up and down as she sucked and stroked him in and out of her mouth.
“Fuck, baby,” he growled.
Victoria moaned with his cock lodged deep in her throat, causing his entire body to jerk. And when she pulled away, his rod was completely saturated. Just when Jack thought she was done, she smiled seductively and palmed her tits. She leaned into him and closed her tits around his almost painfully hard cock. Pressing them together, creating a tightness that mimicked her snug pussy. Victoria used the natural lubricant that she left on his cock to easily work him up and down.
To top it off, she lowered her head and aggressively sucked the tip of his cock as she titty–fucked him. Fearing that he would lose all control and explode in any second, Jack held tightly to the arms of the chair and chanted ‘don’t cum’ repeatedly in his head.
Jack was given reprieve when Victoria stood slowly. His cock slowly eased out of her mouth. She stood and turned, giving Jack a glorious view of her backside. No longer able to help himself, he reached out and groped her plump round ass. Victoria backed up and sat on his lap, facing opposite of him. She wrapped her hand around him and slowly lowered herself onto his throbbing leaking cock. Once fully submerged in Victoria, Jack exhaled a breath that he’d been holding.
Victoria reached down and between her legs, massaged his balls, and rocked him deep inside of her.
“So wet. So fucking tight, baby,” he grumbled.
Jack could have very easily exploded at that very moment. But he would maintain control long enough to please his wife. He slid closer to the edge of the seat, allowing him deeper access to Victoria’s warmth. He pulled her back against his chest, allowing her to rest against him. Jack slowly pumped upward into Victoria’s tight opening. He could feel her arousal drizzling down his balls. He slid his hand over her stomach and lowered his hand to her swollen clit. Jack’s lips landed in the crook of Victoria’s neck. He sucked and kissed her neck and shoulders while rubbing circles into her clit.
“Yes, baby. Yes.”
Victoria moaned loudly as she frantically bounced up and down, repeatedly impaling herself on his cock. Jack inwardly pleaded for her to slow down. He was too close to completion. As Victoria bounced, so did her beautiful tits. And Jack couldn’t help but to use his other hand to roughly squeeze her breast. Jack tugged and pinched her nipples, and she began to scream. Jack knew that she was close. He thrust upward, and while panting and chanting his name, she roughly matched his thrusts.
“Ooh, Jack! Oooooh, Jaaaaaack! I’m cum’n!”
When Victoria’s pussy clenched around his cock and started to pulse, she ended him. Jack’s balls tightened, and he erupted. He gripped her waist tightly, pushed forcefully into her one last time, and deeply released his seed. Victoria’s head fell back against his chest, and she went limp.
CHAPTER 19
NATASHA
Deon, along with Steve and Tracy, decided to hang out in the ballroom and wait for Natasha. She was helping the band break do
wn their equipment. Afterward, they hung around the bar to discuss their current mission; lockdowns. Natasha was not at all happy about parading around, ass naked, in a locked house with no back up. But Deon expressed his happiness about seeing Natasha scantily clad during the takedown. They all laughed as Steve recalled how Deon fell on his hands and knees when he saw her in the slingshot. Deon laughed graciously, but
Natasha was a little embarrassed at the thought of her team see her with so little clothing. Strangers were bad enough, but she didn’t have to look at them every day. Besides, since the day she started working in Vice, Natasha noticed the way Deon looked at her.
Yes, Deon was fine as frog hair. However, getting involved with someone at work is never a good idea. Especially since, because of her lawsuit, the department had attempted to peg her as a cop fucking conniving whore. Therefore, friendship was the only thing she would offer Deon. Yet, Natasha realized that allowing him to caress her the way that he did on the dance floor might have been leading him on, but she needed Gianni to believe that she’d moved on. When in reality, she’d thought of him every day and night since he pinned her against his elevator wall.
As if he could sense that he was occupying Natasha’s thoughts, Gianni walked from the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and his necktie hanging loosely from his neck. He hadn’t noticed Natasha, but she couldn’t take her eyes off of him.
As he walked across the ballroom toward the bar, she noted the confidence in the way he moved. Gianni had the swag of a man that knew he was sexy. He was truly an animated temptation. He looked up, and their eyes met. Natasha wanted to look away, but her eyes betrayed her. His green gaze had her hypnotized. Upon his approach, he smiled seductively. Natasha immediately averted her eyes and returned her attention to her friends. Gianni stood beside her, and the familiarity of his masculine scent attacked her senses. She instantly felt her sex swell.
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