Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“If we’re going to lunch, we need to hurry. We all need to dress up for the announcement ceremony later,” Malcolm adds and I realize I’ve soaked his shirt.
“Do you need to go to the hotel and change? I’ve soaked you.”
“This?” He touches the wet spot on his chest. “This is my badge of honor. I hope it never dries.”
9
MARISSA
After lunch, Malcolm and I return to the hotel to shower and dress for the ceremony. As we enter the room, my eye is drawn to a pair of garment bags hanging on the closet door.
“What are those?” I ask.
“I wanted to make sure you got the attention you deserved tonight, so I took the liberty of getting a dress for you. Don’t worry. Andrika helped pick it out,” he says. “Open it up and tell me what you think.”
“You didn’t have to do that.” I unzip the canvas bag, exposing the red, sequined gown inside. “Malcolm, this is beautiful…but is it too much?”
“It’s time for you to stop trying to hide in the shadows, little girl. You’re a star and you need to shine brighter than all the rest. That’s how you help me to do my job. Besides, I was being a little selfish too. In this dress, you’ll catch the eye of every man at the ceremony, and I’m gonna love watching them all eat their hearts out because you’re mine.”
“What’s in the other bag?”
“I can’t escort the most beautiful girl in the world looking like a chump. That’s my tux.”
Still feeling a little awkward about showing myself off this way, I ask, “Are you sure this kind of dress is right for the ceremony?”
“Baby girl, I took a former Olympic champion shopping with me. Andrika assured me that everyone there would be dressed up like this. They all want to capture the press attention, but you’re going to have the spotlight.”
I move into the bathroom and run the shower. I’ve just removed my swimsuit when the door opens and Malcolm steps inside. I look over his naked body and erect penis and blush. I don’t know why I still respond this way to the sight of it.
It seems so childish and silly. I even have to fight the impulse to cover my own nudity.
“I thought since we’re short on time, we should shower together.”
“Alright, Daddy.”
He enters the shower behind me and begins to soap my back. The tension leaves my body when I feel his big hands on my skin. He rubs my shoulders and runs his fingers down my soapy spine. He grabs my ass and rubs his hard cock against my soapy cheeks.
“Does that feel good?” he whispers.
“Yes, it does.”
“Turn around. I want you to take a better look at it.”
I look down at his thick girth as I take it in my hand, unsure of what he wants from me.
“I said take a closer look. On your knees, little girl.” He holds my arms to brace me as I drop to my knees on the cold tile coming face to face with his long, thick shaft. “It’s time for you to have a taste, baby. Give it a kiss.” I lean forward and press my lips against the tip.
“Use your tongue.”
I stick out my tongue and swipe it across the reddened head of his penis. He takes it in his hand and slaps it against my tongue until a tiny drop of liquid drips from the hole. I’m excited by the idea of pleasuring him this way. I have no idea what I’m doing, but for him, I’ll do anything.
“Open up, baby. I want to be in your mouth.”
It’s a chore to get my lips around his girth, but I manage. He takes my head in his hands and takes my face with the same tempered pace he used to take my virginity. The sound of his pleasure makes me hot inside, and I slip a hand between my legs to touch myself. He sees me and growls, “That’s right. Finger your pussy while I fuck your mouth.”
My face flushes from his dirty talk and it makes me feel sexy.
I feel his cock jerk in my mouth as he coats my tongue and the back of my throat with his creamy orgasm. It’s salty and thick, and I swallow hard. He helps me to my feet and pushes me against the shower wall where he uses his fingers to finish me off as well.
With his fingers inside me, he speaks over the sounds of my moaning. “You did a good job, baby girl. I can’t wait to come in your mouth again. Now, fuck my fingers. I want you to come hard.”
He gets exactly what he asks for, and I lose myself in a mind-blowing orgasm, nearly collapsing to the floor.
Sex and showers behind us, I slip into the red, sequined gown and look at myself in the mirror, admiring how my leg pokes out from the long slit up the side. The dress fits my body as though it was tailored perfectly for me, and I wonder how Malcolm managed to make that happen without taking a measuring tape to me. Even the neckline is perfect, allowing just a hint of cleavage to show.