BILLIONAIRE (Part 5) (6 page)

I felt my eyebrows rise.

“She writes a column about her new designs in the magazine,” Mia said.  “What’s hot, and what’s even more hot.  That kind of thing.”

“Oh,” I heard myself say.  “Wow.”

“Would you like to see my newest design?” Monique said.  “It’s going to be featured in next month’s edition.  It moves in a number of new, innovative ways, and the vibrations are rhythmic.”  She reached into a small shopping bag and pulled out a box with a clear front, showcasing a pearl-colored vibrator.  “Have you ever used one?”

“A vibrator?  Uh, once.”  I remembered it well.  The night of the poker game.  At the time, Alexander had gone easy on me.

The girls tittered at my obvious inexpertise.  “Would you like to try it again?” Monique said.  “This model is worth trying, trust me.”

“Sure,” I said, feeling the blaze of heat on my cheeks.

Mia smoothed the back of her cool hand along my cheekbone.  “You are very beautiful,
cheri
.  Your hair is so golden.”  Her hand glided down my neck, to the upper curve of my breast, then back to my shoulder, which she kneaded gently.

“You should let Mia give you a massage, Lila,” Monique said.  “She is very good at it.”

“Monique’s good at it too,” Mia said, smiling coyly.

“I’ve never had a massage before.”  That wasn’t precisely true.  Alexander was somewhat creative with his hands.  “Not a professional one, at least.”

“Oh, you must let me,” Mia said.  “Tonight.”

“Tonight?”  These girls were offering more than a massage.  With the lingering warmth of Alexander’s public possession still moistening my deepest depths, and my nipples now beading from Mia’s gentle touch, the suggestion intrigued me.  I was curious.  More than a little tipsy from the diet of champagne I’d been living on, newly administered, I was as horny as I had ever been.  Not only that but I was reborn, after all, in so many ways it was difficult to negotiate all that new emotional terrain.  I felt loose, reckless and up for some experimentation.  Slightly surprised at myself, I found I
wanted
to feel the soft glide of these girls’ fingers, as Alexander watched.  “Yes,” I said.  “Tonight.”

Alexander

The girls were playful.  A little bit drunk.  Lila had invited them back to our hotel for a drink after Etienne had left, which I had no problem with.  She seemed to be enjoying their company and at this point, I was powerless to deny her anything she asked of me.  The one named Mia had offered to give her a massage, she said, and she was excited.  I had a feeling there was more at play here than that, which was intriguing, to say the fucking least.  All I could think about was finishing what we’d started in the restaurant, and if Lila wanted these girls to join in, then I was hardly averse to the idea.

They circled Lila, feathering their small, soft hands over the low-cut fitted silk of her dress.

I took a seat and watched.

“I
am
going to massage you, Lila.  But first, can I kiss you?” Mia cooed.  “I’ve been wanting to kiss your lips.  They’re so perfect, like pink rose petals.  And your teeth are so white.  Can I kiss her, Alexander?”

“That’s up to Lila,” I said, as my cock roared to full attention.  “Whatever Lila wants, Lila gets.”

“I’ve never kissed a girl before,” Lila said, looking at me.  But she was curious, I could tell.

“Try it,” I said.  “See if you like it.”

“It’s fun kissing girls,” Mia urged softly, touching her fingertips to Lila’s lips, parting them.  “I kiss Monique all the time.  It’s nice.  Different to kissing a man.  So soft and delicate.  Let me show you.”

Monique was fingering the neckline of Lila’s dress.  She was easing the fabric off Lila’s smooth shoulders.  “I want to see your breasts, Lila,” she teased, all sultry and hot.  “They’re so full and so rounded.  Can I see?”

“I –”  Lila paused, as though this wasn’t exactly what she was expecting.  “All right,” she finally said softly.

Mia touched her lips to Lila’s at the same time Monique eased the fabric of the dress over the swell of Lila’s breasts.

Christ.

Lila’s nipples were unbelievably rosy and gorgeous, tightening visibly as they were exposed to the air and to the adoration.  Monique let Lila’s dress fall to the floor.  Lila stood naked in her high-heeled sandals.  She
knew
she was beautiful.  She could feel her own sensuality.  I could tell this from the way she stood, with her languid, long-limbed stance, all coquettish and falsely demure.  Her breast were perfectly shaped, with that plump, graceful curve.  Her little ass was rounded and golden, her back barely arched to accentuate every shadow and every hollow.  And her
pussy
was blushing and lightly swollen, glossy with the beginnings of her arousal.

Mia gently kissed Lila’s lips, making little mewing sounds as she fed on Lila’s moist, plum mouth.

“Look at your
body
, Lila,” Monique gasped.  “You’re gorgeous.  Your Alexander is a
very
lucky man.”

“And Lila is lucky, too,” giggled Mia, who looked over at me.  Lila followed her gaze.  “I think Alexander likes watching me kiss you, Lila.  He’s getting excited.”  That was the understatement of the fucking century.  My cock was so painfully erect it was rubbing uncomfortably against the zipper and button of my jeans, all the way to my belt buckle.  “Alexander wants to watch me kiss you some more, don’t you, Alexander?”

I didn’t bother answering and Mia didn’t wait for it.  She licked lightly at Lila’s lips, for my benefit.

Monique was undressing Mia.  Unbuttoning her top and peeling it off her shoulders.  Unlatching her lacy bra.  Pulling off her little shorts, which Mia stepped out of without stopping the little wet kisses she was giving Lila’s mouth.  Mia’s body was petite and cute, but far less slimly voluptuous than Lila’s.  Then again,
every
woman’s body was less slimly voluptuous than Lila’s.

“Mia, rub your nipples against Lila’s,” Monique coaxed, unbuttoning her own dress.  “So Alexander can see.  You’ll like this, Lila.  It feels
so
good
.”

“Oh, Lila,” Mia said.  “Your breasts are so full, so lovely.  Do you want me to touch you?  You do, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Lila said shyly.  Then she looked at me, as though unsure about how I felt about all this.  “Alexander?”

“He’s fine,” Mia giggled again.  “Go unzip him, Monique.  He’s going to burst out of his jeans when he sees this.”

“No,” said Lila.

Monique laughed and touched a finger to Lila’s nipple, rotating a tiny circle.  Then she pinched gently, causing Lila’s mouth to open into a round little O.  “Don’t worry,
cheri
.  He’s all for you.  We won’t touch him.  Not much.  We just want you to see how turned on he gets watching us.  Please?  It’ll be fun.”

Lila was placated enough to let Monique walk over to where I sat.  She reached for my belt buckle and I let her unfasten it.  She pulled on it.  “Stand up,” Monique said and I did, watching Lila’s eyes. “I’m just going to undress you,” Monique said.  The bossy type.  I didn’t mind.  As long as Lila was cool with it, the little French mistress could boss me right over the edge.  “Then you can watch until we’re ready for you.  All right, Lila?  You want to see his big, muscled body, don’t you?   You want to see his cock getting even harder as we massage you and kiss you and get you ready for him?  He’s all yours.  Only yours.”  Monique was unbuttoning my shirt, pulling it off and I let her.  “I’m not touching him, see?  I’m unzipping his jeans and pulling them down for you. 
Mon dieu
, he’s so big!”

“And so
hard
,” Mia said.  “For
you
, Lila.  All for you.  Watch this, Alexander.”  Mia touched her nipples to Lila’s, rubbing in small, rotating circles against Lila’s full breasts.

Fuck.

“Oo, you feel so good, Lila,” Mia said.  “Your breasts are so beautiful.  I want to suck them.  Can I taste you a little?  Just a little.”

I was fully undressed now and Monique guided me with her small, cool hands back into the chair.  “Wait here,” she said.  “We’re going to get her very, very ready for you.”

Mia leaned in and took one of Lila’s nipples into her mouth, swirling it with her tongue.   Lila moaned softly and closed her eyes.  When Mia pulled her mouth away, Lila’s nipple was wet and glistening.  “You taste so good, Lila.  So sweet and fresh and young.”  Mia swirled the moistened nipple between her fingers, squeezing the hard nub as she sucked the other.  Lila barely swayed on her feet.

Monique, who had now stepped out of her dress, took Lila’s hand.  Monique’s body was slim, almost boyish.  “Let’s move her to the bed, Mia.  You’re making her knees weak.  Come, Lila, we’ll arrange you so Alexander can see you.  All of you.  We’re going to massage you.  Would you like that?  Mia is
very
good at it.”

The girls led Lila to the bed and she followed willingly.  I could see that her pussy was already very wet, swelling and opening in that flowery way it had.  She seemed a little disoriented and she looked over at me as she crawled onto the bed.  I was holding my cock in my hand, rubbing lightly but without intent.  “Alexander?” she cooed.

“Right here, honey girl.”

“We’ll bring him over soon,” Monique said.  “First we’ll make you comfortable.  Lie on your stomach, and spread your legs a little.”  The girls arranged Lila’s body, smoothing their hands over her skin.  Very gently, they spread her legs, arranging her for me.

“He wants to
see
you, Lila,” Mia purred in that accent.  “He wants to see your pussy getting silky and wet as we rub you with oil.  He wants to imagine how it’s going to feel when he pushes his big cock into you.”

Oh, fuck.
  I could barely take this any more.

“Don’t look now, Lila,” said Monique.  “Keep your eyes closed.  I can tell you that he is very, very ready.  For you.  He likes the way you look.  He likes the way you are relaxing and opening to him.  I’m going to pour some warm oil on you now.  It will feel nice.”

Monique drizzled oil onto Lila’s legs, onto her ass and on her back.  The girls began to use their hands, rubbing the oil onto Lila’s creamy skin until her body was slick and glistening.  They moved to her legs, each rubbing slowly, sensuously, sliding their palms up the inside of Lila’s thighs, kneading the tender flesh.  They didn’t touch her pussy, but their fingers roved close, rubbing her ass in cyclical strokes, spreading her so I could see the tiny puckered cove.  The pink lips of her pussy were soft and puffy.  A gleam of wetness shone at her sweet opening as the girls’ hands continued to work her ass gently.

“I’m going to touch you very intimately now, Lila,” said Mia.  “I’m going to put some oil on you to get you ready for Alexander.  Would you like me to touch you, Lila?  Would you like me to put my fingers on you?”

Lila moaned quietly.

I took my cock in my hand and began to slide my loose fist up the length.  There was no way I was going to get myself off like this, not with the nirvana in front of me, oily and slick, but I was starting to feel restless, almost insanely horny.

Mia dripped some more oil onto her fingers.  Monique rubbed the cheeks of Lila’s ass, holding them gently spread as Mia touched the slippery liquid to the little cove, circling and pressing.  “I’m going to enter you a tiny bit, Lila,” Mia cooed.  “Just a little.  I’m just going to touch you and rub you like this so you can see how good it feels.  We want you to feel
so good
, Lila.  You are so beautiful, so soft.  Alexander can’t wait to touch you.  I can see he’s going to want to touch you very soon.”

Just hearing the girls talk like that made me gush with a small spill of pre-cum.

Monique laughed coquettishly.  “His big cock is ready to burst already, Lila,” she said.  “And we haven’t even started to get your pussy ready for him.  Are you wet, Lila?  I’m going to touch you now to see if you are, just a little, can I?”  Monique’s fingers dipped lower, circling the lips of Lila’s pussy but not yet touching.  “Do you want me to gently caress your pussy, Lila?”

Lila moaned her soft agreement.

“Lift your hips just a little bit,” crooned Monique, and Lila obeyed, arching her back and opening her legs wider.  Her hot pussy was shiny with moisture.  The sight of her almost blew my mind, and she was only making it worse by swiveling her hips in tiny, lazy movements, like she couldn’t keep herself still.  “That’s perfect,” Monique observed. “Let Alexander watch me touch you, very gently, just like this.”  Monique’s fingers slid across the lips of Lila’s sex, circling and gently opening her.  “You’re so slippery, Lila.  You love how this feels, don’t you?”  With two fingers, Monique dipped into Lila’s saturated core, pushing gently in a slow, in-out movement.  With her other hand, her fingers formed a little cage, teasing Lila’s clit in a pinching embrace.

Lila’s hips began to sway in a gyrating plea and she moaned again.  My name.

“You want him, Lila?” Monique said.  “You want him here, where my fingers push into you?”

“Yes,” Lila whimpered.  “Please.  Yes.”

Monique continued.  “My fingers are small compared to him.  He’s very big.  Very hard and thick.  He’s touching all that now, getting ready to come to you.  He’s going to slide his big cock all the way inside you now, is that what you want?”

“
Yes
,” Lila breathed.

“Or do you want him here?” Mia murmured, rubbing and tantalizing Lila’s ass, poking into the oiled softness.

“That will come next,” scolded Monique.  “First here, so she’s soft and ready.  Let’s turn her over.  That’s it.  Gently. 
Oo la la
, you’re so ripe and sexy, Lila.”  The girls turned Lila’s body so she was lying on her back with her legs parted.  Mia poured more oil over Lila’s breasts and she began to rub her hands over the glorious mounds, squeezing and pulling at Lila’s nipples until they were blushed and elongated.  Monique circled Lila’s swollen sex with her nimble fingers, arranging and opening Lila’s pussy lips, exposing the tiny nub of her clit as Lila moaned and writhed softly.