Page 31 of Unchained
Stephanie crawled onto the bed and laid atop me, her back against my chest. My cock did not respond, and I knew I was done for the day. Veronica was not.
Veronica eased forward and buried her mouth between Stephanie’s legs. She licked and sucked so hard that slurping sounds filled the room. Veronica stopped for a moment and whimpered as she came from Chrissy’s expert ways.
Chrissy moved onto the bed, and as I watched the two women eat out Stephanie, my cock grew hard once again. Both women ignored my erection despite it being in the way. Chrissy looked up, her lips glistening, her eyes lost in bliss. She and Veronica kissed, their hands stroking each others’ hair. The women became entangled, forgetting about Stephanie.
Stephanie turned over and blocked my view of the two other women, though their moans suggested everything was going to plan.
The smell of sex and sweat filled the room.
The boat sailed along steadily.
My cock ached but started to wilt.
I’d still not had my cock in Veronica’s sweet little cunt.
The bathroom door opened, and from the corner of my eye, I could see Veronica’s bare ass. The door closed, and she was gone just like back at her house—there one minute is gone the next.
“We need to take you back to our room,” Stephanie said.
“Either of you going to explain what just happened?”
Chrissy looked at Stephanie, and Stephanie looked at Chrissy. Then they both shook their heads.
“We know that you think because you were the D.A. for Miami that you carry some special weight with Veronica. You do not. She has owned much more powerful men than you.”
“She knows about Suzanne.”
Chrissy scoffed. She and Stephanie had completely flip-flopped since our meeting at veronica’s house. “Veronica knows everything that goes on.”
“I’m beginning to think you two are worshipping the devil.”
Stephanie shrugged. “We probably are.”
They led me back to the bedroom, and although Chrissy and Stephanie shared a shower, I laid on the bed, thinking about my next move. There was probably a Captain, a few cooks, a butler, and at least one guard on the superyacht. I figured the only people I had to be concerned about were the guard and Veronica. Others wouldn’t risk their lives. Maybe.
But at that moment, I was fucking tired. My dick hurt, and my balls felt like they’d been squeezed in a vice. I glanced out the window and noticed the sun had already moved to the opposite side of the boat. We would surely be in Rio by tomorrow night. And then what? Who were these people who wanted to see me? Though I was keeping my shit together, I also felt as though Veronica was trying to dismantle my very being. She was trying to rob me of me.
I closed my eyes and let my mind fade into nothingness—neither thinking of Suzanne nor Veronica and her games. I dreamed of a paradise that had no criminals. That had no hate or crime. I dreamed of a place where I was the man I was before all went to hell.
I opened my eyes to darkness, the sun gone, the lights in the room off. I considered that maybe it had all been a dream, but then the boat rocked, and I remembered where I was.
“Stephanie thinks a lot of you.” Veronica sat in a plush chair in the corner of the small room.
“Bullshit. If you own her, then she must think a hell of a lot more of you.” I planted my feet on the shag carpet and rubbed my temples, a headache pushing its way forward. “Why did you let me fuck you this morning? What was the point?”
“Sex is the easiest way to control a man. Sex and money.” She crossed her legs, the black dress pressing mid-thigh barely noticeable in the room’s darkness.
“Then, this is the end of your game? You got what you wanted. Now tell me what you know about Suzanne’s disappearance.”
“Do you have any idea how many times my father was raped in prison? Do you have any idea about the things people made him do? It could have all been avoided if you hadn’t pushed for general population.”
“So, this is about revenge?”
“Yes, and making you experience what he experienced.” Veronica stood and then stepped in front of me. She placed her hands on my face, gently stroking my skin, her hands soft and titillating.
I placed my hands on Veronica’s hips and brought her forward, kissing her stomach, lowering my hands to her bare legs. She raised my chin so we could look at each other. My hands shifted beneath her dress, and I kneaded her ass, the voluptuous bottom I’d fucked this morning. Moving my hands back down her legs, I then moved them up her thighs.
“No,” she said and backed away. “You aren’t ready. I will tell you when.”
I gathered she knew it was driving me insane not to fuck her. As she said, sex was the easiest way to control a man. That’s what she was doing, and I was powerless to fight it. Whatever she had planned, I would be there, and I would partake. And since I’d already fucked her and two of her friends, I absolutely didn’t mind fucking a few more.
“Where are Stephanie and Chrissy?”
“Waiting for us at the diner table, of course. Your suit is clean and hanging in the closet. I would hate to start eating without you, so you have ten minutes.” She left the room and left my heading spinning.
Her father deserved everything that had happened to him. He was a drug lord and needed to pay the price. And the only way Veronica would know what happened to Suzanne is if she had something to do with Suzanne’s disappearance. I shook my head, having missed the obvious. Veronica had killed Suzanne because of what I did to her father.
I stood outside the doorway leading to the dining room. The water was as calm as I had seen it in years. To the west, a sliver of orange and red-streaked the sky. Everything was serene and peaceful. Then I opened the door and saw the night would be like the previous three nights. Veronica was a coldhearted bitch. She would continue testing me, and I would continue to fail.
I walked around the table and took the one empty seat. Across from me, Chrissy sat. To my left, the guard sat, nursing a mug of beer. To my right, Veronica sipped a glass of wine, her marvelous eyes watching me over the rim of the glass. In front of me, lying still on the table, was Stephanie.
