Chapter 29
Hamilton brought us over a round of drinks and was charming as ever despite me not reciprocating.
As he spoke, I didn’t even bother making eye contact with him as I scanned the crowd.
The sight of a girl wearing red lipstick sparked an internal rage within me, reminding me of my mission.
Why keep looking for a boy toy when there’s one right in front of me?
Turning to Hamilton, I gave him my full undivided attention.
“I knew a good drink would change your attitude.”
“Or maybe it’s just your lucky day,” I reply.
Hamilton and I were heavily flirting for some time, giving me the impression that he wanted the same thing I did.
“I’m going to scout for Tiffany,” Natasha excused herself. “It’s no fun being the third wheel.”
She got up and left. Hamilton and I looked at one another—without saying another word, we mutually agreed on what we wanted to do next.
With a smile, Hamilton grabbed my hand and led me out of the party.
We entered the elevator, and I watched him hit one of the floors.
Interesting, he was staying here tonight.
I guess when you’re looking to get laid, it’s easier to have a room ready at hand.
Once inside the suite, he offered me a drink.
As he prepared it, I pulled out Emilio’s phone and placed it on the console behind the sofa.
I didn’t know the passcode, but I could still use the camera feature.
I put it on video mode and propped the phone against a vase discreetly so Hamilton wouldn’t notice.
“Gin and tonic for the lady,” Hamilton smiled sweetly.
We both knew what we came for, and there was no need to delay it.
Taking the drink, I place it on the coffee table, then push him down onto the sofa and have him watch me strip tease.
Slowing untying the back of my bikini top, I seductively pose for him so he would take in the sight of me before removing my bikini bottom.
He leans forward, taking my leg and placing my foot on the sofa beside him.
His hands glide up my thighs as his head moves closer to my opening.
Right went his hands reach my bare ass, he pulls me in, and my body quivers at the feel of his tongue entering between my lips.
I place my hand on his head, putting a firm hold on it as I move my hips against his face.
His tongue dove deeper inside me, and I was relishing every moment.
I began moaning as his tongue moved feverishly inside of me.
He pulled away while pulling me onto him, and our mouths collided.
Needing to ensure this was all caught on video, I put my weight onto him as I remained straddling him.
As I moved my hips slowly, rubbing against him, I could feel him getting completely stiff.
He extended his arm to a box on the coffee table that held condoms. As he put one on, I kissed his neck and winked at the camera phone.
Once the condom was fully on, I lifted my hips and sat on his cock.
He slid in easily, and I took a moment to adjust before I started to move my hips up and down gradually while he sat back and enjoyed.
Letting Hamilton watch my body move as I put on a show, my hands fall down my face to my neck, then over my breasts slowly and stopped at my navel.
My eyesight went to the phone, and a light smile crossed my face as it was strategically placed in the perfect position, exposing me in full view.
Placing one hand on Hamilton’s bare chest, I glide the other down to my clit and begin to touch myself as I start to pick up the pace leaning slightly back so that my phone catches the entire view.
Hamilton was panting, and he muffled it by shoving one of my breasts in his mouth.
The tension in all my weak places started building.
Beginning to moan, I was being louder than I normally am.
Just thinking about my voice ringing in Emilio’s ear turned me on.
Forgetting completely about satisfying Hamilton, it caught me by surprise when he pushed me back onto the coffee table in front of him and got onto his knees, thrusting into me as he pushed my legs over my head.
Emilio had me in this position plenty of times, so I had to make it sound like I was enjoying it more with Hamilton.
Although he was not bad, I couldn’t stop thinking of Emilio.
Anytime I closed my eyes, his face popped into my mind, so I kept them open and focused on Hamilton and the phone.
Hamilton came and held onto my legs as he caught his breath.
He noticed I hadn’t orgasmed, so when he pulled out, his fingers went inside me, making a particular motion that instantly sent me over the edge, but what I didn’t expect was for me to squirt all over his chest. I screamed in pleasure as Hamilton’s chest got soaked.
My body tensed while feeling the multiple orgasms overtake me.
I lay limp on the table as a happy Hamilton looked down at me.
“That was good,” I commented.
Hamilton smiled, “We should do this more often.”
“Anytime you want it.”
I get off the table as he lifts his trunks back up. Quickly reaching for the phone, I hit stop on the record button. It was automatically saved to his phone, and I couldn’t hold back the evil smile. I wanted Emilio to know how easily he could be forgotten.
“Let’s head back to the party?” Hamilton suggests. “My friends are probably looking for me.”
“Sure,” I reply as I reach for my bottoms. “I need to head out anyway. Can’t miss the show.”
“What show?” he asked curiously.
“Every year, my brother hires pyrotechnicians to put on a firework show while we take one of our boats out onto the river to watch.”
“I’ve heard of it. It’s Chicago’s highlight.”
“That it is. I’m sure you’ll be able to see it from the rooftop.”
“Or I can come with you.”
Surprised by his eagerness, “Why?”
“Meeting Luca DeCarlo is a big deal.”
“Mhmm,” I place my hand on my hip.
“Fucking his sister is another,” Hamilton shot a smile to redeem himself.
“Unfortunately, it’s family only.”
He crossed his arms against his bare chest, not believing me. “Embarrassed of me?”
“No,” I walk over to him, “But if you come, then he will think we are dating, and let’s just say not many people have been able to handle Luca.”
“I’m not ‘many people,’” he shrugged, “I’m a stand-up guy. I can play along.”
I laugh, turning him around, “Let’s get back to the party.”
“You can introduce me as your boyfriend.”
Raising my brows, “You don’t want to open that can of worms.”
“Look, my father wants me to marry one of these Stepford wives’ type of chicks. But if I tell him you and I are hanging out, it will get him off my back. I’m sure you don’t have that issue, but being the son of a powerful politician – who I am with is a big deal.”
I did know how it felt, but I wasn’t going to get into that. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, and it’ll kill a few birds with one stone. Luca would be impressed; my mother and sisters would get off my back, and Emilio would see how it felt dangling someone else in front of him.
“Go put on a shirt. We have a boat to catch.”