The One Addicted(48)

“Wakey wakey, over here.” His hand lifted in a wave before he thought better of it and he drops it to his thigh. “Second thoughts, nah - not such a good idea, that would spoil all the fun.” She obviously can’t see him but she can feel him, sense him around her and that makes his lady-pleaser twitch in answer.

“No, not there, here I am - maybe not so bright eh?”

He’d sent her the rose yesterday, with strict instructions to FWC to ensure it arrived with the Elysium delivery; that way she was guaranteed to receive it. That way he was guaranteed to hear her in her room, whilst she stayed over - even if it meant sleeping in his fucking car. She had no idea what he did for her, how much he’d risked for her. She was becoming rather ungrateful and he wasn’t sure if it was time for a bit of punishing? Unfortunately the reception in this mausoleum was shite and all he’d heard from last night was the odd muffled voice and crackle, so that had been a waste of his precious time and money. She was worth it though. Yeah, he’d invested too much in her to date - he wasn’t ready to move on until he’d had his fill and until she was thoroughly terrified of him.

If he was honest with himself, he knew he was punching above his own weight with Lucia Myers and that only made his thirst for her far greater - he wanted this one for keeps. At least the lad was here this weekend, so that meant that Silver would have to leave her alone and wank himself off.

“Welcome to my world.”

Stupid bitch still hasn’t seen me - well, she’s had enough chances. Whatever happens now she deserves, he mumbles as he watches her retreating curvaceous form slip through the black double doors.

“See you again soon, sweet Lucia.”



The launch is a complete success. James Marcell welcomes his exclusive mix of guests into the fold of The Ashton with the canapes and cocktails, both of which are great hit. I take a sip of my drink, aptly named by Colin, Elysium Cocktail and work my way around the room. There was plenty of potential business here to scoop and now was the one time to take advantage- yet all I want to do is walk over to Sebastian, who appears to be in deep conversation with a couple of guests, whisper ‘fuck me’ in his ear and head off to bed. Is that so bad?

I’m not sure I can take another minute without touching him - my cervix aches is so tight, my muscles spasming around the weighted balls. It was becoming harder and harder to keep them securely inside of me, as I feel myself grow more turned on.

As if he’s telepathically tuned into my rather erotic thoughts, Seb’s eyes lift and dart to mine, dark chocolate deepening to black, and my nipples harden under the weight of my top. God, he is a magnificent specimen. In a room full of over a hundred people, he oozes sex, charm, power. The women are crowding around him, desperate for a moment of his precious time and I can’t fault their attempts but it doesn’t stop the streak of jealousy that runs through me as I see a well-dressed woman, run her hand up his arm and lean in to say something in his ear. Back off bitch.

You need to get your head in the game - for the next few hours it’s about work.

“You Ok, babe you look…pissed?” I smile tightly back at my sister’s lovely face, my eyes never leaving Sebastian.

“Mmm hmm. All good.”

She follows my direction and grins annoyingly. “Ah, now I get it. Rearing its ugly head? He does look super dishy tonight though.”

I narrow my eyes at her. “You’re not helping.”

“Sorry, Lu, just nice to see you caring enough about his whereabouts again. A week ago, you didn’t give a damn.”

“How are you - tired?”

“Alright, alright, I’ll change the subject. I’m OK sis, but I’m not sure I’ll last long tonight after all that pampering and fresh air today. This weekend’s been so great though. Just what we all needed. Jess sends her apologies though, she couldn’t get out of a work thing tonight unfortunately.”

I smile the second she mentions her best-friend Jess - she was completely mental, in a good way, and fab at a party so we’d miss her. “I know she text me bless her - its a shame as she’s such a laugh but I understand and I’m so glad you came. I can’t believe G had the pregnancy massage as well?”

“You know Gino, he wants to be as involved with this baby’s passage, as much as he can - amazing how that won’t involve the actual passage isn’t it - suddenly they’re not so keen to be so in sync with the female then - massage, yes, pushing a melon out of your arsehole, maybe not.”

I nearly choke on my drink and she laughs with me “Sorry, hun, too much information.”