She tilts her head as she thinks about it for a second. “Belize,” she finally says and her whole face lights up in a smile. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. I can barely handle it.
Without hesitation, I walk back behind my desk, sit down, and pick up my phone. Annie answers when I hit the button that calls her. “Annie, call Greg and have him get my jet ready.”
“Yes, sir,” she says without any questions.
“And then find me a villa in Belize. Something on the beach. As high end as you can find.”
“When would you like it for, sir?”
“Tonight.”
I don’t give her a return date. We’ll never return if I have my way.
I hang up the phone and turn back to my girl. Her toes will be in the warm sand this afternoon and my cock will be in her warm cunt tonight.
“You’re going to Belize?” Hailey asks, looking shocked. “Just like that?”
“We’re going to Belize,” I answer as I stare her down. “Just like that.”
Her confusion quickly turns to shock when she realizes I’m serious. “But I don’t have any clothes.”
Annie is busy making the reservations so I call Sandra, my personal shopper, myself.
She answers immediately. She always does when she sees my name on her phone.
“Hello, Joseph,” she says with a flirty vibe. She’s a knockout but I’ve never been interested.
“Sandra, I need a new wardrobe.”
“Okay, for you?”
“No. For my girl.”
“Oh, you… have a girlfriend now?” I can hear the disappointment in her voice.
“I do,” I say as I stare Hailey down. She doesn’t appear to be breathing. “I need summer clothes. A lot of them.” I look her sweet body up and down and give out what I think are the measurements.
“Is that right?” I ask her. Hailey nods in agreement.
“In what style would you like?” Sandra asks.
“Sexy,” I say feeling my cock throb. “Make sure the bikini is small. I’m talking dental floss small.”
Hailey gulps as she listens.
“I need them quickly. Bring them to my private jet in two hours and I’ll give you an extra twenty percent over your fee.”
“Really?” Sandra says, sounding ecstatic. “I’ll be there and she’s going to be looking hot as fuck.”
“She already does,” I mutter as I hang up the phone.
My Valentine is fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt as I fold my hands on my desk. “Any more excuses?”
She slowly shakes her head. “But we don’t even know each other.”
“That’s why we’re going away,” I say as I stand back up and walk over to her. “To get to know each other.”
Her body stiffens with nerves as I walk up to her. I hate that I have this kind of effect on her. I want her relaxed and comfortable when we’re together.
“Mr. London, I—”
“Joseph,” I say as I gently take her chin with my hand and tilt it up. “You call me Joseph. Okay, sweet cheeks?”
“Okay,” she whispers in a breathless tone. “Joseph.”
Hearing my name on her lips has a devastating effect on me and the need to taste her takes over. I lean down and crush my lips to hers.
Her body is tense at first, but then she melts into me as I slide my tongue between her parted lips. I moan when I feel her hands slide up my shoulders and she pulls me even closer.
She rises on her toes as her silky tongue glides around mine. With my hands tightening on her hips, I add more pressure to her mouth. It’s electric.
When we finally pull away, we’re both breathing hard as the air charges with heat all around us.
“Are we really going to Belize?”
I press my forehead against hers and nod. “We’re going and it’s going to be the trip of a lifetime.”
She lifts her chin up and kisses me. “Thank you,” she whispers. “For everything. For saving my dad. For saving me.”
“I’ll always take care of you, Hailey,” I say and I mean it. “You’re my Valentine. Today and forever.”
We kiss some more, deeper and longer this time. My cock is aching against her and it makes me wonder how wet she is.
“We’re leaving in two hours?” she asks as her adorable cheeks flush pink. “What do you want to do until then?”
My wet lips curl up into a grin. I know exactly what I want to do. I want to give her a taste of what Belize will be like, of what our future will be like.
She whimpers as I pick her up and place her down on my desk. Our lips are back together like they’ve finally found where they belong as my possessive hands begin to wander up her ribs and then over her breasts. I can feel her heart pounding as I cup her tits in a firm solid grip. I can’t wait to see what she looks like in a bikini, but more than that, I can’t wait to see what she looks like when I take it off.
“This is what I want to do,” I say between kisses on her neck as my hands drop down to her belt. “I want to put my tongue on your pussy and make you cum really hard.”
She sucks in a breath and holds it as I easily undo her belt and then snap her jeans open.
“Ass up,” I demand in a voice so coarse it’s practically a growl. She does as I say and lifts her hips up.
I grab onto her jeans and pull them down her legs. She’s watching me with a fire in those pale blue eyes as I slide them past her knees. The air is thick with sexual tension. The need and desire are stifling.
My eyes are locked on her cotton panties as I guide her feet out of her jeans and let them fall onto the ground.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she squeaks out as she looks at me with lust in her eyes. The shape of her hard nipples are showing through her shirt, but that’s nothing compared to the little wet spot I can see between her legs. It’s slowly growing over her mound as I take a leg in each hand and spread them apart.
It’s a struggle to go slowly. I know I’m not going slowly at all, but this is as slow as I can go. I desperately want to tear every shred of clothing off this sweet innocent girl, spread her thighs wide, and sink my hard cock deep inside her warm little pussy where it belongs.
I’m already obsessed with my sweet cheeks and the need to make her mine is growing like a raging beast inside of me. I need to cum deep inside her cunt and mark her womb with my seed.
I need to make her mine in every way possible.
And it starts now.
I drop to my knees in front of her and slide my hands down to her soft inner thighs. Her skin is milky white down here and it makes me wonder if it’s ever seen the sun before. I wouldn’t mind that. It would mean that other men haven’t been looking at what belongs to me.
“Let’s see if this pussy is as pretty as the rest of you,” I say before breathing in her intoxicating scent. Her whole body shudders as I slide the back of my index finger up her soft wet mound.
“Oh, Joseph,” she moans as she watches me with her mouth hanging open. “What are you doing to me?”
“Tasting you. Loving you. Making you mine.”
Her eyes widen as I yank her panties off and toss them to the ground.
She tries to close her legs out of self-consciousness, but my hands are back on her inner thighs, spreading them apart as I lick my lips.