109.
David’s POV.
Spending straight seven hours at the office attending to meetings and emails killed me, especially when I needed to be there for Vera’s show.
She invited me respectfully and I couldn’t bring myself not to be there. I had to hurry up the meetings we had with the board. I’m sure most of them thought my tail was fire with how haste I was acting. When we finished that, I rushed to my office where I busied myself with emails.
When a knock disrupted my moment of quiet, I grumbled and permitted the person in.
“Sir, these are more reports from the marketing…” Charlie rattled on but I cut him off.
“Charlie, look into the reports yourself and tell me the progress,” I ordered.
I didn’t bother to look up at him and read his expression, only getting the shits done nibbled at me.
In between though, the urge to hear my princess’s voice over came to me and I put her on call.
She sounded quite pensive and I worried something might have happened. However, she admitted to none.
I can’t forget the promise I made to her about giving her a massage.
Of course, I know what that entails, some bouts of sex and foreplay.
Vera sure loves foreplay a lot, the tension of playing around the field without going for the actual thing.
Seriously, I wasn’t that kinda man before but my princess changed that. Every time I see her, I’d love to play naughty first before going for the actual goal.
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It was already nightfall when I left the company, heading to the mansion, I had a quick bath and changed into something nicer.
Looking good for my girl is very important as she emphasized on it when she invited me.
I look over the nightstand where I keep my watch and hurry to grab it, but as I’m doing it, the lube I got for our sexual plays falls from the edge of the nightstand.
A thought comes to my mind and I smirk, stashing the lube in my pocket.
Done preparing, I walk out and head over to my car.
“Sir, about dinner…” Irene’s voice carries through the air to me.
Pausing halfway, I look over at my shoulder at her and shake my head. “Not necessary, Irene. I’ll have a takeout.”
She nods and I flush into my driver’s seat, bringing my engine alive.
I swerve through the street with ease, save for the little stop at red lights, and in a short moment, I arrive at the company.
Outside, cars of different levels and sizes line up but the security guys direct people where to park.
The instant I parked mine, I got out and they ushered me into the company.
Everywhere looks bright and alive but I have my eyes out for one person.
Halfway into the ballroom as directed, I saw Vera, chattering with some of the ladies who looked like models themselves.
I take a pause, letting my eyes drink in her beauty. Her hair flows at her back in waves. Each laughter that leaves her lips makes her shoulders buckle.
My queen.
Can’t wait for shits to calm and I’ll let the world know she’s mine.
As if sensing my presence, she twirls her head around her eyes roaming until they fall on me.
Her lips part on an exhale and I watch her as she puffs her chest proudly at the sight of me.
“Excuse me…” She whispers to her colleagues and waltzs over to me.
My lips are already up in a satisfied grin as she comes closer.
“You…definitely look breathtaking.” She says, taking me in. I feel conscious under the weight of her gaze.
However, I smirk, acknowledging her words.
“If I remember correctly, that was the instruction I was given by the princess herself,” I utter, feeling the urge to drag her close and hold her against me.
She smiles…that elegant smile of hers that drives me nuts.
“Princess, you don’t look any bad yourself. You look just like mine.” I hum, making her blush.
“Thanks, daddy.” She whispers.
The instant I notice no one’s looking, I tilt close and steal a quick kiss.
“You taste so good,” I whisper, drawing back and looking into the depths of her blue eyes.
“Too bad, I failed to get a taste of you because that was way too fast.”
Her words made my Jeans tight, thanks to my growing bulge.
“How about we sneak into the restroom so you can get a full taste of Daddy?”
She gasps, blushing at the erotic idea. I know that’s risky but I am willing to take it for a quickie. Besides, in my conclusion, everyone is busy with the show.
Vera swallows and nods.
She signals the best place and moves before me.
I linger behind lightly until…a few minutes pass.
Taking a breath, I turn and make my way to the restroom.
The instant I shut the door behind me, Vera came rushing forward. Her lips instantly met mine, and our lips danced hungrily over each other.
Fuck, she tastes like strawberries and it’s making me dizzy with want.
Circling her waist with my arm, I press her body intimately over mine, slurping on her lips and nibbling.
The other free hand comes up to her tits and I grope like a starved man.
We go it like crazy, rough, harsh, mad…
Vera peppers me with moans, tugging her hand on my zipper. Pulling it open, she brings out my hard cock and swears under her breath.
Her warm palm massages the living daylights outta me and I groan.
“You better keep it down. Unless you have any intention of announcing our relationship tonight.” She says against my lips and I swallow, smirking.
“The things you do to me make it quite hard to keep shut.”
I launch my lips back on hers and continue romancing it with mine.
High on arousal, I pull away and push her against the sink.
“Hold on tight, sweetness.”
She moans and nods.
I fish out the lube and squirt it in my hands, rubbing together before I bring my palm over her pussy.
I massage her, gently while I massage my cock with my other hand.
“Fuck, I’m almost there, daddy.” She whispered and her facial expression tells me how close she is.
“If you’re going do that, better do it around my cock.” I spit, shoving myself inside her.
Breaths of complete satisfaction escape us both and I sink a hand into her breasts and begin teasing her and thrusting into the sweetness that is her core.
“Oh, god. Oh, Jesus…” She cries while I give it to her…
I make her take it like a good girl.
Five minutes into it, she wheezes for breath while she litter my cook with her cum.
Such a perfect girl for me…I hum under my breath as I squirt my seed inside her.
We pant, holding each other until our breaths zen.
She turns in my arms, looking at me with love glinting in her blue depths.
“You know, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, princess,” I whisper.
I didn’t realize it before but now I do.
Helen gave me the perfect gift I could ever ask for. A girl that makes me feel things, makes me tick. And I promise to fulfill my promise to her.
“I’m glad, darling. I want to keep being that.” She says pressing her head over my chest.
“I better get going on. The show’s about to start.”
I whine like a toddler and finally let go.
“Left for me, I just want to be in your heat, sweetness.”
“That’ll be later tonight.”
I nod begrudgingly and she kisses me before leaving.
I have to wait a little before I leave the restroom.
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The show has started and the seats in the ballroom are occupied by hundreds of audience. The stage is in the center with tables and chairs surrounding it.
Yup, and I have the clinging Claire by my side.
“I bet you’ll love my designs, babe,” Claire tells me, referring to her designs that’ll be displayed today.
“I hope so.” I manage to say.
“Would you mind a cup of cappuccino?” She asks.
“No thanks.” I cut her off, pinning my eyes on the stage.
As the models started coming out, all the lights were turned off, leaving only the spotlight.
My body tense as I realize Vera’s the first to take the stage because she’s the leading model.
Now, she’s wearing a blue suspender belt and bra that barely cover her ass and tits.
I feel all the men in the room staring at her and my annoyance piqued.
“Are you good?” Claire asks looking at my balled fists.
Tune it down, David, my mind tells me.
Looking at Claire, I nod. “Definitely,” I mutter.
We shift our eyes back on the stage as Vera leaves while others come up with other types of lingerie.
Minutes passed before Vera came to the stage again. This time, she’s in a cocktail beige cocktail dress with high slits that left her thigh on display.
Fuck, that’s mine to see. I guess, I should expect things like this since she’s into modeling.
People clap at her elegant moves and looks.
Damn, she’s a goddess of beauty.
My chest puffs out, proud.
The parade goes on and on until the last design is displayed.
Vera appears on the stage again, smiling and taking down the stage with elegant steps.
Suddenly, she pauses and I hear the cracking of bones….
Before I knew what the heck was happening, I saw the stage crumbling down.
Horror grips me as I surge to my feet, weaving through the audience that stands up as well, screaming at the disaster.
Powering my movements, I jump out wanting to break her fall… but no…
I arrived too late as Vera crumbled on the floor like a sack of potatoes, screaming and crying her eyes out.
My chest twists in pain as I hold her up, looking into her eyes filled with pain.
“It hurts. It hurts so much…”
Everyone was skittering around, calling the ambulance and in a short moment, their sirens were heard.
With a heavy heart, I lift Vera up and rush outside. The paramedics put her on the gurney and I step into the bus with them as we rush to the hospital.
Crying in pain, Vera whispers. “Someone did this…”
And my body is still at her words.
Who could have…done that?
To be continued…