Taking What He Wants (Celine and Rhyland series) (5 page)

‘Where are we going?’ she swallowed back nervously.

‘Another one of my hotels. I just need you right now,’ he said again.

‘Okay.’ She nodded. ‘Take a seat in the living
room; I’ll be down in a second.’

She walked back upstairs torn between two feelings.

‘Ava, I can’t go with you guys to the match.’

‘What? Why the hell not!’

‘I’ve got work to do.’

‘No you can’t you’ve got to get out of this.’

‘I can’t…I don’t think I want to.’

‘Celine
?’

‘I’m going to have to pack. I’ll see you on Sunday.’ She walked away to her room and quickly shut the door before Ava could protest.

She leaned into the door, the tears stung behind her eyes. Why did she feel so trapped by all of this? She just couldn’t continue to live this way and yet she couldn’t stop it. All she could do was pack and get on with her life.

‘I’m Rhyland.’ He proffered his hand but
Harvey refused to take his hand.

‘
Harvey,’ he said.

Rhyland smiled as he put his hands in his pockets.

‘Does she know?’ he smiled.

‘Know wha
t?’

‘How much you like her?’

‘That isn’t any of your business!’ He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

‘Does it bother you, the things I do with her.’

He didn’t answer, his anger only boiled internally.

‘You know that she works for me and that I can have her any way I want. It must really get to you.’

Harvey curled his fist.

‘You should’ve have done it a long time ago.’ He laughed. ‘She’s taken now.’

‘No she isn’t, she’s just a – ’

‘Say it.’ he smiled.

‘She just works for you.’

‘Charming.’ He sat down and was close to him. ‘Listen to me young
man; she belongs to me now so you will not…will not touch her do you understand.’

‘What’s going on?’
Celine caught them by surprise.

‘Aaaah nothing, shall we?
’ He stood up gazing at Harvey.

Harvey
gave nothing away instead he just looked ahead and ignored the pair of them.

‘I guess I’ll see you Sunday,’ she said but
again Harvey chose not to answer.

****

‘You didn’t tell me we were flying anywhere.’

‘We’re not really, we’re just going to fly and see where it goes. To be honest I just wanted to be in the air, have
you while we fly.’

‘You have strange requests Rhyland.’

‘I do indeed that’s why I’m paying ten thousand this weekend.’

Her heart thudded, what was he expecting from her? Was he going to ask her to do something out of her comfort
zone?

‘So what do you say?’ he asked before she could question the rise in price. ‘Do you fancy doing it in the
air?’

‘Sure why not.’ She smiled knowing very well she should’ve asked what it all entailed.

They entered the private jet. There were only four seats on board. There was a mini bar, a long mirror along the door. Each seat had its personal computer.

‘What do you think?’ he asked.

‘I’ve never been in one of these before, I think its fab.’

‘You haven’t seen anything ye
t. Wait until we start flying.’

She wondered what that meant, she could only imagine.

‘In the bathroom at the far end you’ll find what you need to change into.’ He pointed across the room.

‘Let me guess, Santa.’

‘Oh you know me so well.’ He winked. ‘Not just any Santa outfit, the Santa outfit.’

She turned towards the bathroom, her hands clammy. She was a little nervous. She didn’t know what to expect.
As she shut the door behind her she soon understood what he meant by The Outfit! It was the skimpiest thing she’d ever seen. It was made of only ribbon and she had to work out how the red ribbons would wrap around her body.

She stripped off everything she had on and began to work her way through the ribbon. At first it seemed complicated but as soon as she found where her legs went, the rest was a breeze. She glared at herself in the mirror.

What the hell am I doing?

The ribbons wrapped around her body leaving out the important parts. Her breasts, tummy, thighs and he
r hot middle. She’d already begun to dampen the sides of the fabric with her lust. Why was this making her so horny? Why couldn’t she stop? Why did she want to please him all the time? It was no longer about the money, the money didn’t seem to matter anymore. It was the emotions, the things she felt when she was with him. She shook her head at herself in the mirror before placing the hat on her head.

‘Bad, bad girl!’ she said to herself. ‘Very bad girl.’ A smile curled on her lips as she shook of
f all the emotions and remembered why she was there. He was her boss and she was his sex slave.

‘Sex slave,’ she said to herself and put on the red pair of shoes to match.

‘You alright in there, we’re going to be taking off soon.’

‘I’m
done; I’ll be out in a moment.’ She packed her belongings into the bag she’d brought with her, took a few deep breaths and turned the handle to step out.

He was sat in one of the chairs with a glass of bubbly in his hand. His eyes lit up when he saw her. She was sexy, more so every time he saw her.

‘The shoes fit I see.’

‘How did you know?’

‘I have my ways.’ His eyes sparkled.

‘Take a seat, we’re taking off soon. Once we
’re in the air we can get this show started.’

She took a seat opposite him, his eyes not leaving her body. The bulge in his trousers was already evident. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her.
But he wanted to take it slow, enjoy it and just be in the moment.

‘We’re ready.’ He spoke to the pilot and in no time the engines started.

Celine shut her eyes, she never liked take off or landing. She took in deep breaths as the plane blew into life. Soon they were up in the skies, they waited until the green light came on and then Rhyland began to undress.

He was
in his chair taking off his clothes. He took his sweet time but at the same time watched for a reaction from Celine. It was hard not to watch him, not to lust over his amazing body. He had a six pack to die for, his biceps were amazingly strong. She loved his bum the most, the rock hard, in shape bum. It made her hot all over every time she saw it.

He sat in his boxers just smiling at her but it wasn’t for long. To the side of where he sat was a button. A large black button that looked like it was waiting to be pushed. His hand hovered over the button and he watched for
Celine to react.

‘Do you want to know what that is? Or do you want to guess?’

‘I wouldn’t have a clue.’

‘Try.’

‘Parachutes?’

He laughed.

‘Honestly, I don’t have any idea.’

‘Well then watch and see.’ He
hit the button.

The lights dimmed and lighting from the sides of the plane lit. From the middle of the floor between the seats a golden pole began to c
reep out from beneath the floor. Celine laughed slyly, really? She couldn’t imagine being on one of those.

‘I can’t pole dance.’

‘You don’t have to know how to dance; I just want to do everything possible on this pole.’

She giggled, it was crazy and yet she wanted to step out and do this.

‘Oh and there’s one more thing that will liven up this party of ours.’

‘What’s that?’

He pushed the button above him and waited. A few seconds later the door from the front slid opened and an olive skinned woman stepped out in nothing but a g-string.

‘What – ’

‘This is Cindy, she’s one of my hostess’s, but today she’s a little more, aren’t you?’

‘Yes sir I am.’

A pang of jealousy hit Celine; she wanted to be the only one, the only one he wanted. But then again who was she kidding, he was paying her to have sex with him. He could do it with any number of women.

Rhyland stood up and held out his hand for
Celine to take. She took it and he pulled her up from the seat. In his other hand he held his tie. He guided her to the pole and placed her hands around her back around the pole and tied them together tightly with the tie. He smiled at her as he stepped back towards the bar. He knelt down for a moment and was out of her sight but was back with what looked like duck tape in his hand.

‘Do you trust me?’

She nodded. Even if she didn’t they were quite a few feet above ground there wasn’t any chance of her getting out of that.

‘Good.’ He pulled on the tape took of a piece and placed it across her mouth. ‘You look fabulous.’ He stepped back and sat back down on
his seat. ‘Cindy, why don’t you get her ready for me?’

Cindy nodded and walked over to
Celine who had never been touched by another woman that way. Cindy ran her hand down Celine’s bare shoulders down towards her hands. She lifted her hands and gave each one a gentle kiss. Her hands then travelled back to her body, to her breasts, she took each nipple between her finger and index and pulled them towards her. Rhyland watched satisfied. Cindy took one nipple into her mouth and began to tease it gently.

‘Mmmmm,’ Celine breathed behind the tape, this was all new and it gave her a raise of
Goosebumps over her body.

‘Yuuummmy!’ Cindy licked the nipple again and took it between
her teeth pressing down on it.

Celine was breathless as she watched the stranger work her body. She looked over at Rhyland and could tell how excited he was just by looking at the middle of his boxers. Cindy kissed down the middle of her stomach and dow
n the centre. She parted Celine’s legs one at a time and placed her head between her legs.

‘Yes, that’s perfect.’ He whispered.

Cindy sucked against the wet pussy hard. She licked it with enthusiasm. She added a finger to the mix, brushing the little bud while her mouth took in the clit skins. Celine gasped behind the tape, her hands struggling to break free. It pleased him as he watched her struggle, watched her wanting and yet rejecting at the same time.

‘How is she, wet enough?’ he asked Cindy.

‘Almost sir.’

Cindy added more fingers into Celine’s wet pussy. She rubbed hard against the lips at the same time flicking her tongue at the same place. Celine danced about as much as the space would allow. She panted, gasping weak and
defenceless. Rhyland couldn’t get enough, he enjoyed everything about the situation.

‘She’s ready.’ Cindy turned to face
him with a wet mouth.

‘Slide down Celine,’ he said. ‘Let Cindy’s pussy taste yours before I enjoy you.’

Celine slid down the pole with her hands still locked around it. Cindy opened Celine’s legs as much as she could and took off her g-string. She sat down and moved closer and in a scissor position she met Celine’s hot wet pussy. She moved up and down the pussy, their beans met, rubbing like hot stones. Celine’s toes curled as the sensation hit her as she watched Rhyland rub his ever growing cock. Cindy began to grind into her, making the movement much intense. She rubbed into her moaning, giving and not wanting to stop. She grasped the tip of Celine’s nipple and pushed down hard, twirling it as she did so.

‘Oh god yes, yes…yes! I’m coming god yes!’ Cindy rubbed harder against Celine.

Celine felt the heat travel up her body, felt the goosebumps travel over her body. She felt the electricity shoot through her body and soon they were both pushing into each other, getting the most out of each rub until their bodies came.

‘Well done Cindy, that will be all.’ He dismissed her and crouched down to Celine’s level.

She panted heavily behind the tape and he smiled at her. Slowly he peeled half of it off so that she could catch her breath.

‘How was that?’ he asked.

‘Amazing!’ It was so amazing she could go for seconds.

‘Just watching you squirm and want her made me so horny, do you
want to know what I want to do to you right now?’

‘I can only imagine.’ She smiled.

He pulled off the rest of the tape and undid the back of her hands.

‘Why don’t you dance for me first, give the pole a little bit of yourself.’ He sat back down with the tie in his hand.

‘Show me what you’ve got babe.’ He pressed a different button and on came some music.

Celine smiled this was fun, just pret
ending to be someone she wasn’t. She was high from the recent orgasm. Slowly she began to dance around the pole doing the best she could, travelling with the music and just letting it flow though her.