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There was a black limo just pulling up as I came down the stairs of the bus. Man, can I time things. The driver got out and opened the back door for me. I slid inside but was disappointed to see that I was alone. The driver closed the door and soon we were underway. I looked around the interior and noticed there was a fully loaded bar. A note card with my name written in script was lying nearby.
Laura,
Have a drink if you like but remember
what I told you about drunk women
(or men).
Gee
I seriously considered pouring myself a drink just to calm my nerves but decided against it. Why, I wondered was I nervous? Maybe it was so many people sticking their noses into my business warning me away from Gerard. Alicia just seemed concerned like a good friend. However Ray was another story. He really didn't want me with Gerard. It was almost like he knew something about Gerard that he was holding over his head but at the same time he seemed to genuinely care about him. Okay too much thinking. I sat back in the luxurious seat and thought about Gerard admitting to Ray that he was going to marry me. That was a happy thought. I would concentrate on it.
The car stopped about fifteen minutes later in front of a very posh hotel. The driver opened my door and the concierge met me. He introduced himself as Philip and told me that he had been waiting for my arrival. I was immediately taken up to the penthouse suite. After I assured him I didn't require anything else he left, closing the doors softly behind him.
I stood in the center of this beautiful suite and looked around. I wondered if Gerard was here. I walked into the bedroom and saw a large box on the bed. My name was written on the envelope that was attached to the lid.
Laura,
Please dress in the clothing in this box.
Gee
I raised my eyebrows as I looked inside. Confusion reigned supreme. Was it a French Maid costume? A naughty schoolgirl outfit perhaps? No....I was to dress like Willy Wonka. IT was an actual Willy Wonka costume complete with top hat. I shook my head in wonder.
Grabbing the outfit I walked into the master bathroom and stripped out of my jeans and what I had hoped was a sexy sweater. Didn't matter now whither it was or wasn’t.
As I settled the top hat on my head I looked in the mirror and smiled. Well fuck I sort of looked like Johnny Depp did in the roll of Mr Wonka. My shoulder length black hair really looked right for the part. I was glad I had redone my eyeliner cause it just made the outfit. It wasn't until I was about to leave the bathroom that I remembered something I had heard Gerard say in an interview. He had been asked if he could "Do" any guy who would it be? He had answered Johnny Depp without hesitation. Well fuck, I was going to be Johnny for him. I took a deep breath, I could do this. I pulled open the door just as the doorbell rang. Looking out the pep hole I saw Gerard standing dressed completely in black. Heat raced through my body just looking at him. The man was so fucking hot.
Tanking a deep breath I pulled the double doors open with a flourish. "Welcome" I said with a smile. "Come in, come in."
For a brief moment he looked surprised and I felt a small victory. However just a quickly he recovered and the blank look was back on his face. He walked into the room and watched me as I closed and locked the doors.
"So have you come to sample my sweets?" I asked aula Depp.
The slightest hint of a smile came to his eyes, "You might say that."
"And you might not say anything else unless I speak to you first. I hate chatty people."
He stood staring at me. He nodded slightly that he understood.
"Good then lets begin. Follow me and touch nothing." I walked towards the bedroom. "Now be a good boy and sit on the bed until I get back." He did as I told him.
In the kitchen I found a table literally covered in candy. Fuck, this guy was good at planning. I checked out the items and made several selections. Good thing this long jacket had pockets. Returning to the bedroom I saw that he was still seated in the exact place.
"Now little Gee tell me what kind of candy you like? Do you like lollypops?" I took a red lollypop out of my pocket and held it up. "Do you like the ones that you have to suck a long time?"
His eyes flashed. "Yeah, I like to suck." His voice was low and sexy.
“Well so do I.” I unwrapped the lollypop and put it to my mouth. My tongue darted out to swirl around the red treat. “It’s so important to lick first.” His eyes were glued to my mouth. I resumed licking the lollypop from bottom to the top. I was happy to note his breathing was becoming quicker. “Now after you have licked and licked and it’s nice and wet then you suck.” I closed my mouth over the round pop pushing it in my mouth slowly. He moved slightly and I stopped.
“Excuse me, this is an important lesson and you need to pay close attention.” ‘
He sat still and I began to move the lollypop in and out of my mouth slowly. I had his complete attention. “Would you like to try?” I moved to stand directly in front of him and held out the lollypop. Slowly he opened his mouth and I brought it to his lips. “First you lick,” I said locking eyes with him. His tongue touched the sweet candy moving ever so slowly. “That’s very good,” I said breathlessly. Heat raced through my body as I watched his tongue move up and down licking the sweet goodness.
“Now that it’s good and wet you suck.” I said in a husky voice. I thought my legs would buckle when I saw him open his mouth and I pushed the treat into his waiting mouth. Slowly I pulled it back out then inserted it again. “You do that very well.” I said running my tongue over my lips. He was watching my face and I saw him shutter slightly. Okay this had to stop or I was gonna cum just watching him. I pulled the lollypop out of his hot mouth and stepped back. “Nicely done”. I looked down and saw the bulge in his black jeans. “Very nice” I added.
He continued to watch me silently. I moved over to the small table by the bed and placed the sucker on a tray. Reaching into my pocket I pulled out a Pixy Stix. These flavored sugar straws has always been one of my favorites. “These are filled with such goodness.” I said holding one up. “They can make anything taste so much sweeter.”
His eyes followed me back across the room. When I was standing in front of him I smiled. “Now do you want me to demonstrate just how sweet anything can be cover in this?” I held up the Pixy Stix.
“Yes please” his voice was raw with emotion. I saw his hand move to his crotch.
I leaned over and slapped away his hand. “None of that. You need to pay attention.”
He moved his hand away from himself and placed it on the bed like his other hand. He leaned back slightly. “Now for the lesson. Pixy Stix makes anything a treat.” I parted my jacket and unbuttoned the blouse underneath. I heard him suck in his breath when my pushup bra popped into sight. Bless Victoria’s Secrets. I raised the paper straw to my lips and tore off the top with my teeth. His eyes flashed as I poured a bit of the sugar from the straw on the tops of my breasts. “Would you like to experience the sweetness?”
“Fuck yeah.” He said. I sat down on the bed next to him and closed my eyes as he leaned over and began to lick the powered candy off my exposed skin. “I think some of it got under the bra.” He whispered.
I opened my eyes, “Oh really?” I reached up and unhooked the clasp in front. The bra popped open exposing my breasts to his waiting mouth. “You better check.”
His tongue lapped my skin and when it moved to my nipples it began to swirl around each hardened bud. I threw my head back and sighed. “You are a quick study.”
When I felt his hand move off the bed I scooted away. “I did not tell you to move.”
He shot me a very frustrated look but didn’t voice any complaint. I moved off the bed. “I think I should try this on something else.” I dropped to my knees in front of him. My hands undid his jeans and when he stood I pulled them and his boxers down and off. “Well I see I have your attention.” I closed my hand around his ridged penis. He closed his eyes and tried to steady his breathing. I reached into my pocket for another Pixy Stix.. He opened his eyes when he felt the sugar being poured on his penis. My tongue quickly began to lick the sugar from him. The feel of the sugar granules seemed to pleasure him immensely. He tried to put his hands on my head but I stopped licking long enough to say,” You touch me I stop.”
He shuddered but stopped moving. My tongue and mouth were fucking him and I knew he was trying to hold back. I smiled to myself. Before he realized what was happening I stood back up and looked down at him. “Enough sweets for one day.” He nodded in agreement. I looked into his eyes and whispered. “I want you to unzip these pants and fuck me with your tongue.”
His hands shot out to pull me to him. I noticed how badly his fingers trembled as the unzipped the pants and pulled them down. He laughed when he saw that once again I hadn’t worn underwear. I had figured they would just get in the way. I had been so right. He pushed me back on the bed and got in-between my legs. Quickly he lifted my legs so that I was straddling his shoulders. His hot tongue licked the inside of my thighs and I trembled. Then his mouth zeroed in and his tongue stroked through my wet curls. When his tongue slid inside me I fought not to cum. He could tell what I was doing. “Cum little Laura. Let me taste your sweetness.” Fuck, his words were all it took to send orgasms crashing through me. He continued to use his tongue until he knew I had nothing left.
“Now it’s my turn.” He thrust his length inside me before I could catch my breath. I arched my back to meet each thrust.
“Fuck me Gee” I said breathlessly. I couldn’t believe it when he stilled. I looked at him questioningly.
“Understand that’s what this is. I’m fucking you Laura. I’m using you.” His cruel words were complimented with several deep hard thrusts. He came quick and hard. When he was done he rolled off me quickly and moved towards the bathroom picking up his clothes on the way.
I lay on the bed stunned. Why did he find it necessary to hurt me mentally? He had deliberately hurt me with his words.
“You need to get back” he came out of the bathroom fully dressed. His tone was flat and very inhuman.
I scooted off the bed and hurried to the bathroom where I had left my clothes. I dressed quickly avoiding looking in the mirror. I didn’t think I would like what I would see if I gazed into my own eyes. He was sitting on the bed when I came out.
“The limo is downstairs.” He said without looking at me.
“Thank you.” I said softly. He looked up and for a brief moment I saw regret and sorrow in his eyes. I knew then he had tried to push me away for what he thought was my own good. I wouldn’t let him push away the one person who truly loved him. I moved out of the bedroom and into the living room. He followed me. “So was it worth it?” his words confused me.
“Was what worth it?” I turned to him
“Agreeing to marry a man who will never love you. Knowing this is all you’ll ever have. Fucking without emotion.”
I chose my words carefully. “I made my choice based on my own needs. You give me what I want and need. I’ll not ask anything else from you.”
He studied my face before speaking. “It will be a while before we can do this again. I’m sure you heard I broke with Eve. She’s vindictive and if she knows I plan to marry you there will be trouble. I need to appear single and alone for a awhile.”
I nodded that I understood. It was at the door I stopped and looked at him. “You know Gerard it really won’t be a stretch for you to appear that way. Even in a crowded room you are alone.” I walked out into the hall not waiting to hear his answer.