Page 10 of Craving Paradise
“More,” he says, looking over his shoulder.
Okay, I can give you more.
I add a little more pep to my wrist as the leather connects with his ass. Another grunt falls from his lips. I repeat the action a couple more times, and with each slice of the leather against the fabric, the grunt slowly turns to moans as Mr. Fox demands more.
“Fuck, yes.” Mr. Fox groans as the leather hits. His shoulder muscles constrict and release with each spank until the ripple of release happens against his tanned skin.
“Take your jeans off, now. I want to see how perfectly pink your ass is,” I demand as I stand behind him, slapping the belt against my hand.
Mr. Fox does as he’s told and shucks off his jeans, then his gray boxer briefs, and I’m met with a perfectly pink derriere right in front of me.
I drop the belt and run my hand over his ass, feeling his taunt skin clench against my fingers.
“It’s beautiful,” I murmur as I inspect my handiwork.
“It felt beautiful.”
“Good, I want to make you feel good, Mr. Fox. That brings me immense joy,” I explain to him.
He turns around, and my eyes dip to his hard length, bobbing between us. Oh, wow, Mr. Fox is packing down there. It hangs heavy between us—the perfect amount of girth. The length you know is going to hit those magical places inside you. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip. I can’t wait to take that thing for a ride.
“Are you enjoying what you see?” he asks cockily.
“I sure am,” I tell him honestly as I reach out and wrap my hand around his thick cock, pulling a groan from his lips. I let my hand slide up and down his girth twice, and I see the satisfaction etched on his face with each stroke. “There will be plenty of time later in the night for me to do all the things I want to do to this.” I give him another hard tug.
“Fuck, yes,” Mr. Fox curses as his eyes close and goosebumps slide across his skin.
“First, you need to get into the bath that’s ready for you. I want you to relax, let whatever is happening in the outside world melt away until there’s nothing but what’s about to happen between us.”
Reluctantly, I let go of his dick and step back. Mr. Fox grumbles with dissatisfaction at the gesture, but does as he’s told and jumps into the Jacuzzi. I’ve filled it up with a lavender-honey mix that smells divine, and the scent instantly relaxes me, so I hope it has the same effect on him.
“Enjoy. I’ll set up everything in the other room. I’ll let you know when I’m ready for you.”
3
JASPER
This isn’t at all how I thought tonight would go. Things with my father have been tense. At first, he was all for rehabilitation and me taking over from him, but now I’m not sure what’s happened over the past couple of days—he’s changed his mind. He’s become aggressive, demeaning, and paranoid. I don’t know if he’s reacting to the medication, had head trauma we haven’t noticed before, or just being an asshole. I’ve had to call in lawyers to say he’s medically incapable of continuing to run the estate any longer. This wasn’t what I wanted to happen. I never wanted it to get like this, but I’ll fight him on it.
He has squandered everything the generations before him gained. He’s also taken my mother’s family’s money and lost all that too. His selfishness has ruined so many lives, and enough is enough. He’s letting his ego impede doing what’s right. He doesn’t care if there’s a leak in the roof, and it needs to be fixed, or if there’s a hole in the moat wall. He’s sold off family heirlooms to pay for his debts. Thankfully, some items I’ve been able to purchase back via auctions, but many I haven’t had the fortune of being able to find again. These items aren’t his personal property. They are property of the Estate and hundreds of years of family history, things you can’t get back once lost.
I argued with my sister about our father’s finances, and she thinks I shouldn’t be bothering him with these things while he’s recovering. But that’s the thing, he’s never gotten better and doesn’t want to get better. He does what he must do to appease the family until it’s time to fall again. He knows the family will always be there to catch him every time he does. I’m sick to death of it.
But Autumn is a daddy’s girl who doesn’t understand what’s happening behind the scenes. If we had left our family estate she dearly loves to our father to look after, we’d have lost it in a card game, and her dreams of bringing up her children here would be lost. I hate being the bad guy, but this time I must. Someone has to make the hard decisions because our father can’t. I don’t love my father any less because of his sickness, but it’s fucking hard sometimes to get him to stop being such a selfish asshole.
That’s how I’ve ended up at The Paradise Club tonight. It’s been weeks since I’ve been here, and I need a release with everything that’s been going on with my father. Someone needs to take over for an hour. I’m sick of being the one always in charge. I’m sick of deciding for everyone else around me. My mind needs to rest, and I need to breathe again.
In walks Ren, and as soon as I saw her, I knew everything would be okay. The woman is gorgeous—raven-colored hair, tanned skin, and those piercing blue eyes. She’s honestly one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. She stepped in wearing nothing but a black slip dress that clung to her curves, her pert, plump breasts straining against the thin fabric. I noticed the two tiny peaks harden as she took me in. And I’m not going to lie, but that gave my ego a stroke, and my dick twitches to life. Her bright red lips were the next part of her body I noticed. They were perfectly plump, and all I could think about was them wrapped around my dick. I know she’s going to be good. I let my eyes trail further down her incredible body. The black slip dress stopped short and exposed her long legs. When she came into the room in bare feet—if this were anywhere else other than here, it would have been a turnoff—but in this room, it was sexy. The moment we locked eyes, she knew right away what I needed as if she had the pin code to my inner thoughts.
I liked that she could tell my body was strung tightly and could see something in the outside world was bothering me. She understood the reason I was here tonight at The Paradise Club wasn’t just for a sexual release but so much more. I need to be removed from my problems, and this was the only place I could do it. Then when Ren unhooked my belt and used it against me, fuck was that hot. If she had kept going, I’d have come in my jeans. It felt so good, so freeing to lose myself in the pain that my mind could leave all my troubles behind.
Now I’m neck-deep in warm water with a lavender smell tickling my nose, the Jacuzzi jets pounding the excess tension away from my muscles. This feels great, even though I’m not a bath kind of guy. I could easily fall asleep like this as my head lulls back against the inbuilt headrest.
I wonder what Ren is getting ready in the other room? She’s going to have a pliant guest here in a second. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to get myself out of this Jacuzzi if I stay in here any longer. Maybe I need her to join me in it. Yes. Sounds like the plan. I open my eyes and turn my head. I see Ren finishing up through the bathroom doorway, muttering to herself as she goes. The tiny hem of her dress gives me glimpses of her pert ass as she bends over. My dick twitches, and I tell it to behave, it will have her all in good time. Ren has a plan, and I, for one, want to see it play out. I continue to stare at her while she works away, never tiring of the view she’s giving me. Ren turns around and smiles when she sees me watching her.
“You’re looking relaxed there.”
“Would be better if you were in here with me.”