He pulled his convertible up to her apartment and stared at the white building. Standing from the car he came round to open her door, taking her hand he pulled her to her feet, wrapping an arm around her waist he dropped a kiss to her temple.
"This is nice."
"Yeah. Like I said I earned ok money when I was dancing, this was my reward." Her pretty face had lit up in a smile as she gazed on what she had worked for. "Come on. I'll pack a bag then maybe we can get some lunch before we go back?"
He motioned for her to go first and enjoyed the sway of her hips in her black dress, she unlocked the front doors and waved to the tall dark haired man sat behind a white marble desk in the lobby.
"Hi Luca."
"Miss Hunter. Sir." He nodded at the pair as they walked through the lobby to the lift, she pressed the button for the top floor and the doors slid smoothly closed.
"Miss Hunter?"
She looked at the floor and laughed softly. "Yeah, to the good people of California I am Lily Hunter. Moved from England after the tragic death of my parents and currently living off their money. It's a blessed life Ryan."
"I always liked you with the English accent," he leant down and whispered into her ear. "It's sexy."
She giggled and swatted him away just as the lift stopped and the doors opened, large white, wooden, double doors greeted them and she took a key from her small black bag. Stepping into the flat she kicked off her shoes and turned back to face him.
"Well, what do you think?" He stared around the spacious, open plan rooms, kitchen, living room and dining room all ran into each other, a door to his left stood open slightly showing the closet and another stood opposite but it was closed. A winding set of black stairs lead up to the second floor but what caught his attention was the back wall. It was made entirely of glass with another set of double doors, also glass, leading to balcony that looked out over the sparkling blue ocean.
"Its amazing. How much money did you make?"
"Enough. I'm going to go shower and change, there's wine or beer in the fridge. Make yourself comfy."
"I'd much rather join you in the shower." He slipped both arms around her small waist and leant down to kiss her. She swatted him away and moved towards the stairs.
"If you do then we'll never leave. I won't be long ok?" She hurried up the stairs and he watched her go a smug grin on his face, then pulling out his phone he dialled and began making arrangements for the rest of day.
She stood under the relaxing spray of the large shower head, the hot water soothed her muscles that still ached slightly from their vigorous use of the previous night, she washed her long hair before soaping her tight, lean body enjoying the feeling of her own hands upon her sensitive skin. She spread the bubbles across her firm breasts her fingers gently toying with her small pink nipples. They hardened under her touch and she gasped softly, sliding her hands down her flat stomach they dipped over her smooth mound and the pad of one finger found her clit. Biting her lip she choked back a groan, she dipped a finger inside herself and her back arched. As she worked her finger deeper into her pussy her free left hand came back to cup her breast, once more her fingers rolling the tender nipple around sending jolts of pleasure through her whole body. She added a second finger and began to move them even faster. The thumb of her right hand began to make quick circles on her small clit and her whole body began to tremble, her fingers pinched hard on her nipple and she cried out as her orgasm ripped through her body.
Slumping against the tiled wall she tried to control her breathing and ran her hands through her wet hair, washing the soap off her body, trying not to touch her over sensitive skin, she stepped from the large shower and wrapped herself in a fluffy white towel. Walking through to her room she sat at the large black vanity and brushed out her hair in front of the mirror, her make up consisted of subtle eyeliner and mascara, blush on her soft cheeks and pale pink lipstick that suited the soft arch of her mouth. She piled her hair into a messy bun on top of her head and pinned the stray curls from her face. From the huge walk in wardrobe she pulled a short silk sundress. White with pale pink cherry blossom print. Dressing in pale pink lace bra and panties, a suspender belt which she attached to skin coloured stockings and slid the dress over her head then stepped into pink heels. Quickly packing a suitcase she returned downstairs and cleared her throat.
Ryan turned from where he stood staring out at the sea, his eyes widened when he saw her and a slow smile spread across his face as he took her in.
"Wow." Her dress was short, the top tight against her body, the neckline high but it had no sleeves, the skirt flared at her hips reaching to mid-thigh, he took a step towards her but she held up a hand.
"No no. I know that look." She smiled and took the handle of her case once again. "Come on baby, treat me to lunch." He smiled at took her case from her and followed her back to the lift, the doors shut behind them and she turned to speak.
She had no sooner opened her mouth when he covered it with his own and pushed her against the back wall, he parted her legs with a knee and pressed himself against her. His hands held her wrists and pinioned her hands either side of her head keeping her still while his tongue explore her mouth, she groaned and pressed her hips forwards feeling the hardening bulge in his jeans, grinding her hips unashamedly against him she growled and, forcing a wrist free, searched blindly for the button that would bring the lift to a stop. Before she could find it he stepped away and stood on the opposite side of the lift his eyes flashing.
"No no baby. I'm taking you to lunch remember?" Her eyes widened and she laughed breathlessly.
"Are you joking? You can't do that."
"You used to love it when I teased you." She smoothed her dress and scowled up at him.
"Ryan, I know I've said it before but you're an ass."
He winked and the doors slid open again, she stepped out into the lobby her heeled shoes tapping softly against the black marble floors, outside she looked around for his convertible but it had gone.
"Where's your car?" He pointed to a shining black Bentley parked on the street outside the building. "That's yours? What happened to your other one?"
"This one seemed more appropriate considering where we're going," he opened the door and allowed her to slide into the comfortable leather seat, a screen separated the front and back of the car leaving where she sat entirely private to the driver. "Sit tight baby. I'll be right back." He shut the door and she watched out of the window as a tall dark skinned man stood from the driver's seat and handed him a covered hanger, he disappeared back into the building and she stared out of the window after him. He emerged a few minutes later, he had changed into smart black trousers, a long sleeved white shirt and a black jacket. He had left the first few buttons of the shirt undone and she caught a glimpse of his muscled chest. The driver opened the door and he slid in next to her.
"Am I dressed ok for where we're going?" He nodded and took her chin between his thumb and index finger.
"You're perfect kid, just relax." The car pulled away smoothly and when they were back on open roads he grinned mischievously. Quicker than even her eyes could follow he reached out and pulled her to sit on his lap, she let out a little shriek as her legs fell either side of thighs and automatically she reached down to pull her dress to cover herself.
"Ryan!"
"Shh, it's ok. No one can see us." Wrapping a strong arm around her waist he trapped her arms at her sides and widened his legs so that she was spread even further, he kissed her neck and his free hand moved to cup her breast through the silk of her dress. Her back arched pushing her breast harder against his palm and a tiny sigh escaped her plump lips, softly he pulled the band from her hair allowing the long curls to fall down her back before sweeping it over one shoulder. Kissing her neck again he ran his hand back down her body to her left calf, lightly he ran his fingertips up the back of her calf, then over her knee before slipping round to caress the inside of her thigh. He growled against her ear when he felt the silk of her stocking change to the silk of her skin and his hips thrust against her without him even thinking.
"You're wearing stockings?" His voice was low and sent a shiver down her spine as she nodded. "You fucking tease." He ran his hand up her other leg and pushed her dress up in the process where it bunched around her hips. As lightly as he could he trailed his fingernails over the exposed skin between stocking and panties and shivered chased themselves across her skin.
"Oh, Ryan please." Teasingly he ran his fingers over the front on her lace panties and growled as he felt her desire already soaking through.
"Oh god, you wet for me already baby?" She whimpered as his strong fingers ripped the materiel from her body, gently he teased her opening and she tensed against him.
"Ryan, please."
"Please what? " She groaned in frustration and he took pity on her sliding a finger deep inside her, her head fell back against his shoulder and her back arched pressing her round ass hard against his groin feeling the hardness of his erection through his trousers. He worked his finger in and out of her slowly enjoying her soft mewling noises of pleasure, he softly bit her neck and adding another finger keeping up his slow tantalizing rhythm. Feeling the tell-tale tightening of her muscles as she approached orgasm he stilled his fingers and enjoyed the frustrated growl that escaped her throat.
Slowly her trembles stopped and he began his torturous rhythm once again making her groan, this continued the whole car journey, he brought her to the brink of orgasm then just before she was tipped over the edge he would stop making her more and more frustrated. By the time the car stopped outside the restaurant she was panting heavily and her cheeks were burning from desire. He tipped her off her lap and she looked out the window.
"Where are we?"
"I'm taking you to lunch remember?"
She scoffed in disbelief and folded her arms. "Really? You want me to go for lunch now? After what you just did."
He picked her panties off the floor of the car and tucked them into the pocket of his black jacket in an imitation of a handkerchief, her eyes widened and he smiled down at her. He kissed her lingeringly and took her hand. "Come on baby." The driver opened the door and he stepped from the car pulling her after him and slipping an arm around her waist.
The restaurant was intimate and dimly lit, the hostess, a young blonde woman, smiled shyly up and Ryan and fiddled with a lock of her bleached hair.
"Good afternoon Mr Johanson. Your usual table?" He nodded his eyes never leaving Lily as she looked round in wonder; the blonde took two menus and lead them through the restaurant to a small private room, a round table sat in the middle of the room and a plush sofa stood against a wall. He pulled out the chair and waited for Lily to sit then nipped her shoulder; she jumped at the contact and snuck a glance at the blonde who was looking at her with barely contained distain.
"Tell the chef we'll have my usual please." His eyes were burning dangerously as he looked at the blonde and he reached across to take Lily's hand in his. "That's all." The blonde jumped and nodded.
"Sorry sir. I'll go and tell the chef." She scuttled from the room leaving Ryan and Lily alone again.
"Well, she doesn't like me." Ryan laughed and stroked her palm, her already sensitive skin reacted quickly to his touch and her breathing sped up, he took his hand away.
"Don't worry about her." A red haired waitress brought the wine and smiled at Ryan.
"Ry, haven't seen you in here for a while," she turned and her smiled widened as she saw Lily. "Is this her?" He nodded with an endearing look of pride on his face and she reached down to take Lily's hand in her own. "Hi, I'm Lucy. Ryan's told me so much about you." Lucy poured them each a glass of wine before placing the bottle in a bucket of ice, a small frown passed over Lily's face and she lifted her head her small nose twitching as she scented the air. The frown was replaced with a smile and her eyes glowed at the red head. "I'll be back in a few minutes with your food guys, lovely to finally meet you Lily." Then still with a smile on her pretty face she turned and left the room.
"Well she was just the sweetest thing." Lily turned back to Ryan and rested her chin on her hands. "What is she?"
"What do you mean?" he cocked his head to the side and studied her.
"You know what I mean, she's different. What is she?"
"She's an elf."
"An elf?!" Her eyes widened. "I thought they were all gone."
"Most of them are, only a couple stayed after the war."
