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“I enjoy the spread, but I hope you don’t think that this alone will win us over,” Brian, one of the other owners, spoke as he sat down.
“I don’t know about you, fellas, but I am damn hungry after a day of pushing papers. This beautiful meal is exactly what I need. What is the need for the tension, Brian? I’m sure that wife you bought doesn’t cook like this,” Brandon joked. Everyone laughed but Brian and we all turned when the door opened.
Le walked through it and my eyes flamed. She was looking like a walking sex goddess. Her long dress clung to every fucking curve and dip of her body. There was no way she wouldn’t have ended up on my tongue if I had seen her first. She was purposely playing keep away. All eyes were on her, which I was sure was her intent. If this was the type of help she was offering I wasn’t sure I would be for the shit because I wanted to knock all of their shits loose as she floated around them fixing plates. None were disrespectful enough to downright ogle. Their appreciation of her body couldn’t be missed. Not her body alone anymore. That body belonged to me as well and I was going to make it official.
“Le, can I see you for a minute?” I called to her and walked to the open balcony. She fixed plates for the men and came to me.
“You fuckin playing with me.” I pulled her to me not giving a fuck if they saw. I felt the need to mark her in front of everyone.
“No, I’m just helping my man out. If there’s one thing I know, it's powerful men with big money. This has the power to transform our lives, Prince. Let me help you.”
“Our?” I cocked my brow and I pulled her closer to me. There was no space between us while I braced her back against me.
“We have an audience, and it isn’t quite time for the show yet. How about you show them the numbers, and I’ll be your subject while you show them the benefits of this balcony in real time?”
“I’ll kill these muthafuckas,” I growled into her ear.
“Why when no one can touch me like you do? No one else can see me for who I am.”
She threw my words back on me and the way she was speaking vibrated directly to my dick. She smiled when she felt it shift.
“The numbers first. We have plenty of time for that in a bit. Let's show them the cost to hide the treasure. Wait we always discussed my safe word. What’s yours?”
She was about to get fucked right here. Her boldness drove me up a damn wall. All I wanted was to be a part of this confidence she was displaying. I worked hard to show her and uncover this side of her; now that she was walking in it, I was so fucking proud. I had never been a possessive nigga, but with how good she was looking, I wanted to slay her ass in front of this whole room so they could see with their own eyes that her body and mind belonged to me. We belonged to each other and itwasn’t shit anybody could do about it. Not even us. She ran from me, but I ran from her, too.
“I don’t need one. There ain’t shit you can think of doing that I’m not with.”
She tore away from me and I stood planted for a moment and turned to the skyline, knowing I couldn’t adjust myself. After a few deep breaths, I was right back with it. I walked back into the room with my confidence back and all doubts about myself and this situation removed. I could walk away but I wouldn’t have to. They were going to buy what I was selling because it made damn good sense, and there was one thing I knew about people; everyone wanted pleasure. I could deliver that. My eyes floated to my Le Monroe as she danced around the room. My gaze openly flirted with her, and when they saw her blushed expression, they looked directly back to where her eyes connected. Me.Got them.
“Hopefully, you guys can take a break from yourmealand allow me to show you some critical price points.” Humor coated my words because none of them had touched their food yet. They were too busy eating their damn hearts out.
“Of course, sure.” Brian cleared his throat and adjusted his shirt.
“What you gentlemen sit in now is called the pleasure suite. It comes with multiple hidden treasures. The price point I am suggesting per night is $5000. With that price point in mind my asking price would be recovered in less than six months’ time.”
“No one is going to pay that. We are a domestic chain, not the Ritz Carlton. We wanted nice enhancements, but that is never going to sell with our brand. It’s too—" Brian’s words trailed off when Le bent her beautiful ass over next to him. Hewas in awe of seeing something so damn sexy up close. She rose back to her feet after retrieving whatever she picked up from the ground.
“Let’s hear the man out. What do you have to show us,” Harris spoke up for the first time, and Brian’s face reddened, knowing he was caught.
“Thank you. I am always under the impression that you can be whoever you want to be. Having a Prince Royalty signature on your walls elevates the structure of your hotel and seals the fact that you only deal with the best. This will put Giovan Hotels right where they should be. It can corner a specialized market that looks for what we offer. The things exclusive clients will pay unlimited dollars for. Where they can be themselves without judgment, allow me to show you.”
I went to my woman and looped my hand in hers. I walked to the bedroom of the suite. I busted my ass getting this one room together. I put my own money behind it. Unlike homes with hotels, you were working with such a limited space, so I had to stage the room so that it still looked big. There still needed to be 200 square feet unaccounted for. The men were slow and anxious to come, but their interest was piqued without question. Fuck it. It was time to seal the deal.
Le rubbed her beautiful, manicured hand across my signature, drawing their attention to it. The way she could command a room without words had us all eating out of the palm of her hand. I knew I couldn’t keep my hands to myself, and to be honest, I didn’t plan to. She was all in, and when it came to my woman, as long as there weren’t kids around, I didn’t give a damn who saw her getting this dick or my lips on that pretty pussy, ass, or anywhere in between.
She pushed the button, and the men jumped, hearing the wall vibrate. It started to open, and ever the pessimist Brian opened his mouth again. “What would the maintenance on something like that cost? You would have to make sure something like this was looked at on a recurring basis.”
“I would be willing to offer a maintenance contract for a monthly fee.”
“Ha! More money for you and your—" Once again, Brian’s words were cut short as I pulled the light and stepped into the room. Le didn’t waste a second losing her dress. Her black panty and bra set was the star of the show. I heard the men shift behind me, but at this point, they could have been here or not. Her body was speaking to me. Whenever and wherever I was going to answer the call. Like a magnet, my hands moved to her hips.
Space was limited, and above her head, a metal chain dangled from the ceiling that was reinforced by rods. On the end, it was two wrist-cuffs I created. The inside was coated with silk to give comfort but the right amount of grip if she acted up. She walked forward and looped her hands in the restraints. I secured them as her body brushed mine. I could feel her hard nipples through my shirt. I could imagine how soaked the seat of her panties was. With hooded lids, she looked at me. Her mouth fell open as I went down on my knee to secure the restraints that bond her feet. Her open-toed heels were still secured on her feet, and the white polish on her toes popped, begging to be kissed. I would. I was going to kiss everything.
Standing back up straight, she bucked wildly to display the restraint mechanism. Each time she moved, her legs spread further apart. She bucked and turned until her legs and arms were both completely spread out and her legs were in a split. I stepped between her thick thighs. I grabbed her neck and slammed her pelvis into mine. Her eyes closed, and shewhispered, “Shouldn’t we, shouldn’t we tell these gentlemen what this room is and everything it has.”
I cocked a smile. She was breaking in front of me. I could smell how much she wanted me. The men in the room all stood in the back corner with the same stance. Their suitcoats draped over their arms securely in front of their midsection. I looked back to her spread out, looking like a fucking meal. Her toes wiggled in her shoes as my hold on her neck increased.
“Prince,” she breathed out.
