by Lauren Wood
“I can take care of that with one phone call. To be honest, I don’t think that Jillian would have all that much to do. You’re still a beautiful creature that should be admired and treated with the kind of respect that comes from a great beauty like yourself. You are that fresh face and I think that I can help you to reach for the stars.” Royce had never felt this need to go above and beyond for any woman. He had always thought that they were there for his amusement. He remembered several times that he had brought more than one lover into his bed, but none of them even compared to the feeling of butterflies running around in his stomach at this very moment.
“I think that I’m going to take you up on your offer, Mr. Hamil… I mean Royce. I’m sure that you consider my palate to be above reproach and that you just want my opinion to make things better for you.” “I want something more than just to sit down to dinner with him. I want to crack into the man himself and find out what makes him so damn adorable that I can’t seem to say no. I have this compulsion to sit in his lap and to give him a very dirty dance that will have one part of his anatomy standing up to take notice. I would never do such a blatant thing, but I could imagine what it would be like to have him in that necessary position.”
“I’ll make a phone call and you should be prepared to go and see Jillian at exactly 5:00 PM. She will get you settled and everything is on me. Don’t even consider the price tag and that is not something for you to worry about. I’m looking forward to getting to know you better, Nicole. I think that having you on my arm is going to the highlight of the night.” He walked out to the limo and climbed behind the tinted glass with a bemused smile on his face.
As the limo pulled away, she looked down to see the Tiffany had that same gold box in her hand. Underneath where the key had been found was something different. It was not just the packaging and there was a puzzle piece that was left behind. She had this feeling that other pieces would find their way into her possession. Nicole wondered if maybe it was possible that Royce was her secret admirer. “I feel a little like a princess about to go to the ball with some kind of fairy godmother to provide me with everything that I need to make a lasting impression.”
For the rest of the day, she was walking like her head was in the clouds. She didn’t even notice that Tiffany was showing her own form of jealousy by glaring daggers in her direction.
Nicole soon found the box underneath where the liquor bottles were covered in dust. She opened it to see a heart shaped necklace with the formation of a keyhole in the middle. There was another puzzle piece that joined with the one that she already had. She found this distraction to be something that she could really immerse herself into. She loved games and puzzles were one of her favorite pastimes.
Chapter 4
“I have to say that this the first time that Mr. Hamilton has sent anyone like you to me. They’re usually these blond bimbos that don’t have a brain in their head. They stand here giggling the entire time that I am outfitting them with a dress that is going to make a major statement. I don’t know if you are ready for this or maybe he’s not ready for you. You’re not exactly what I would consider to be of his taste. I can make you up into a swan, but I only hope that you can do the rest on your own. You have this naiveté that he would like to corrupt and I have to tell you that I would rather die than to see that happen. I would never want to be the cause of extinguishing that innocent light in your eyes.” Jillian was a consummate professional with an eye for detail that made her superior over those other, so called fashion artists.
“I don’t know why he even wants to go out with me. Like you said, he tends to go with more buoyant kind of girls with their own flotation devices. I have nothing to be ashamed of, but I’m certainly not busting out like some of those girls that I’ve seen on his arm at various functions. I feel a little flattered that he would even suggest that I accompany him to this restaurant opening. I don’t know how you can say that I’m better than him. I just hope that I don’t embarrass him in some way. Maybe I haven’t thought this through enough. I got, so caught up in the hype and being wanted by someone like him that I didn’t see what kind of mistake I’m making.” “I want to believe that his intentions are pure, but I’m really not sure how I’m supposed to believe that. We get along famously together, but we’ve never gone any further than Tony’s place.
“I would never say anything disparaging to one of my customers. I pride myself on being someone that caters to only the elite, but I come from homegrown morals. I see the pitfalls of getting caught up in the hype. I say that you take everything that he says with a grain of salt. He may be setting you up for a fall, but I've never known him to be that vindictive. He has always been this straight laced kind of guy that speaks from the hip. Have a good evening and don’t give him the idea that you can be bought signed sealed and delivered right to his bedroom. Somebody needs to show him and his desires are not always the most important thing. I think that you might be the kind of girl that won’t swoon in his arms. I see this glint in your eye and I know that you have feelings for him. Don’t do anything rash or you might spook him and make him think that being together with you is taking a step back.” Jillian had her in this slinky black dress with a plunging neckline.
After getting made up, she looked into the mirror and saw a woman that she didn’t recognize. This was a girl that had turned into a woman of sophistication and class. It was a lie and all of these pretty things were just masking the insecure little girl that she had known herself to be. It gave her confidence to stand there and look at herself like this. “I think that you might be right, Jillian. I don’t know what his true motives are and maybe they are pure. I just have to gauge him and hopefully I won’t find myself throwing a glass of champagne in his face in front of all of his friends.” It would serve him right for treating her with this kind of disrespect. It was making her angry to think that he had ulterior motives. “I don’t want to make him think that I’m easy. I would rather walk away and never look back than to be used and abused in some way. He could have just been bored and wanted to play some sort of game that would leave me with egg on my face. I won’t give them that satisfaction, even if I do find him irresistible in more ways than one.”
“I’m not saying this to hurt you, but you really are in a class by yourself. Those girls think that just because they are getting made up that they are something special. I want you to keep your head about yourself and not get caught up in the glitz and glamour of the kind of evening that you’re going to find yourself enjoying. You might lose sight on who you really are and that would be a crying shame. You obviously have a good sense of self and that kind of thing doesn’t come easy for a lot of women. There are many that need a man like Royce to come along and take what they once were and strip it off them. I don’t know why, but I find that I need to protect you like a little sister.” Jillian had never had any kind of opinion and even if she did, she did nothing to say anything out loud.
“I guess I like that he wants to get to know me, but I’m wondering if he wants to get to know me with clothes on or off. My head is swimming and I also have this secret admirer that wants me. I feel like I’m being tugged in two different directions. I find the admirer’s use of whimsy by sending the puzzle pieces to be almost childlike. It makes me feel like I’m being courted from afar. This may not look like much to others, but to me it is a small piece of the bigger picture. I want a man that cares for me and will make me laugh despite the fact that I had a bad day. I want a man to hold my hand in public and to show me public displays of affection without worrying what others are going to think about it. I want that man that’s going to sweep me off my feet and make me feel like fairy tales are possible.” “I know that I’m asking a lot, but I’m hoping that this admirer is not a married cad that is trying to get an extra thrill outside of the marriage. This is the sort of whimsical nature that I like and fortunately. Stefan had this way of doing exactly that. I pity the next woman that he gets involved with.
Jillian had heard her phone buzzing and that was the prerequisite sign that Royce was ready for his evening to begin. She didn’t like being summoned like this, but the kind of money that landed in her hands was worth the effort of keeping the shop open for a few more minutes.
Nicole walked down the stairs and was accosted with a white stretch limousine. She thought that it was for somebody else, until the door opened and Royce came out wearing a white tuxedo. She hadn’t notice before, but there was a distinguished amount of gray in his hair that gave him that air of somebody with maturity.
“I do believe that your chariot awaits.” He was a little nervous and it wasn’t because he was meeting the woman of his dreams. He had gotten this very disturbing letter and one that he expected was going to find him, but he had hoped that it wasn’t for years down the road. He looked at it for the rest of the day. He tried to think of something that he could do to mitigate what this man was trying to insinuate. He had done something unforgivable and now he was being called on the carpet for it. “I do hope that this meets with your approval. I would never want to do anything that would make you feel like I was trying to buy your affection.” He was saying the words, but he was still worried that his past was going to come back and bite him.
“If you were trying to make a good first impression, then I think that you went above and beyond. I don’t think that it was necessary to go all out for someone like me. I don’t mean to put myself down, but this is a little too much. I like that you don’t hold back, but I’m wondering what exactly you expect from this evening. I’m not like all the other girls that you’ve been out with. I don’t just drop my panties for a good dinner and conversation. I’m not usually one to do anything considered unconventional.” “I’m trying my best to keep a straight face, but what I really want to do is to slide my lips down the long outline of his package. If he’s wearing underwear, then the thick piece of steak is bigger than I gave it credit for. I want to see it. I want to reveal the prize from underneath the pretty trappings. He does look like some Miami jet setter and he has set his sights on me. I may be thinking a little ahead of myself. I’ll just have to see where this goes and what his answers are to my query.”
“I don’t expect you to jump into bed with me or to be there for brunch in the morning. I just find you exciting and easy to talk to. You actually have opinions and you’re not going to allow me to change your mind. Most girls don’t exactly have the intellect to follow my train of thought, but you are different. You have a brain and you may hide that in provocative clothing, but I see it very clearly. I don’t want you to think that you’re hiding it from me. You seem to enjoy what you do and being an armchair therapist behind the bar helped me to get over some very painful memories.” He sat there very quietly with his hands in his lap. He wanted more than anything to manhandle the goods, but she was not the type of girl that would take that kindly. He wished that he could give her his undivided attention, but his mind was a little preoccupied with the letter that was burning a hole in his pocket.
Nicole saw that far away forlorn look and suddenly she was palming the bulge that was pushing up obscenely against her hand. She thought that she was going to fight this every step of the way, but now she was giving into it like she couldn’t control herself. She opened up the zipper and fished through the opening of his black silk shorts to find the object of her desire. She had it in your hand. She was looking at the vein along the back and it was pulsing on its own. There was a heat emanating from the shaft and when her lips touched the top of it, it was almost like she had been transported into her own personal sexual haven.
“What…do you think that you are doing?” All the other girls that he had had in the past had waited until they were plied with liquor and a lobster dinner before doing anything like this. “I guess I didn’t do a very good job of hiding my emotions. You obviously see through me and now you are…sucking…my god damn cock right here in the limo.” He was having a hard time talking. He looked down on her pretty face and the way that her cheeks puffed out with the presence of his long hardness inside.
She stroked him with her hand and holding on to him very tightly. Her grasp was that of a woman possessed. “I think that you need this. I know that I do and maybe we can help each other out, before we have the main course. Let’s call this an appetizer and I have to say that your delicious cream is hard to pull away from.” I dreamed that I would find a man like him, but I never thought that it was actually possible. I just hope that he’s not trying to fool me by pulling me close and then letting me go right after he gets what he wants.”
“I don’t want to do anything to ruin this, but I have this need to make you take it all the way.” Royce grabbed her by the hair and forced her down, until she was gagging on that piece of meat. She drooled all over him and he was enjoying seeing her struggle against his obvious advances. He pulled her by the hair and made her suck him with the friction now taken away with the wetness of her mouth. That slippery feeling made it easier for her to take him into her throat. He felt the moment happen and looked down with astonishment to see that his balls were the only thing left to be seen.
He was breathing heavy and this was not lost on Nicole. She stared daggers up from where her mouth was now getting fucked. Her lips were most likely going to be bruised in the morning, but that was a small price to pay to feel the man of her dreams getting himself off. She tried to pull away, but it was very difficult in the position that she was in. She slapped at his white pants, digging in her nails and hoping that that would be enough to make him realize that he had gone a little too far.
“You have to keep that up…you have to…you fucking have to.” His balls were climbing steadily and his chest was rising and falling very quickly with each breath. His skin was getting this clammy touch and eventually his whole body was going to turn him upside down and inside out.
It wasn’t like she had much of a choice. His insistent hands on the back of her head and pulling at the locks were keeping her exactly where she was with his cock lodged in her throat. Living on the bottom was making her very aware of being surrounded by this kind of opulence. She liked the feeling of having money and this dominant streak in Royce was something that she didn’t think that she would like. She didn’t want to admit that this was the kind of sex that she was always looking for. Stefan had spanked her a few times, but it was only mostly for show. He was a gentle lover and one thing that she was missing was that kinky perversion of doing something that wasn’t considered mainstream.
“I need to fill your mouth and I know that you want that to. I can feel in the way the you suck me off and the way that your lips are constantly moving. I don’t think that it’s going to be long. You have a way of making me putty in your hands.” Royce slammed his hips up into her face, while holding her hair and making her take it with each stroke. The thing between his legs had a mind of its own. It was crying out for some sort of relief. The frustration of this moment was driving him bonkers. It made it that much more difficult to hold back the flood that was coming up the shaft. “You want it….you want it…there here it…AHHHHHHHH.” He didn’t think that she
had that kind of power, but he could see that Nicole had a lot more going for her than just her freshly painted face.
Nicole felt him about to go off and she brought her hand into play to work the shaft, while her mouth was now swirling a certain stimulus around the most sensitive part of him.” “I want it and I know that he’s right there on the edge. His mouth is open and now I can feel that first spurt across my tongue. I taste this ambrosia of flavors and I want more from where that came from. I’m stroking it quickly and it’s still going off. I’ve had two mouthfuls and I don’t think that he’s ever going to stop. His cock is a different beast from the man that he is and I don’t think that I would want it any other way.”
She held him tightly trying her best to keep him from losing that momentum, but it was a battle that was meant to be lost. She felt him shudder every time that she flicked with the tip of her tongue. It made her smile to think that she had him by the balls. She finally popped it free and looked at the sticky residue still clinging to his shaft. That white paste soon vanished with her experienced tongue making short work of anything that was left behind. She enjoyed taking his mind off of what was bothering him. He lay there against the chair with his eyes closed.
Nicole saw the letter peeking out from the inside of his jacket. It was hanging there precariously and then it slipped and fell into her grasp. She opened it and began to read the contents, until suddenly his hand gripped her wrist. She looked up to see that he wasn’t very happy by having his privacy invaded.
THE END
SECRET ADMIRER
BOOK - 2
Chapter 1
“If you don’t mind me saying so, Mr. Hamilton… I mean Royce, but you really don’t look like you are in any frame of mind to party tonight. I was lucky that you let me do that. You say that I have a gift for being some kind of armchair therapist, so maybe you should take advantage of that. Bend my ear like you were standing in front of me at the bar nursing some drink for the rest of the evening. I do have a lot of life experience, although some things I would not want to repeat to anybody outside of a deathbed confession.” I wanted him to know that I can be trusted with all of his secrets. I don’t want him to think of me as some distraction. He may think that girls come and go, but I am not like all the rest. I will not fall for his charm, although it’s hard not to when he looks at me like I’m the only woman in the world. It doesn’t help my defense after sucking him off like that. I still wonder what’s in the letter, but he doesn’t want to talk about it.”