Chapter 29 Derrick
DERRICK
Because Christian is a simp, we meet up with the boys during their bachelor party.
I notice that Axel has naturally gravitated toward Olivia, she looks hot thanks to me.
It starts off awkwardly, but then they find their rhythm.
Yes. Axel Taylor is one hundred percent interested in doing naughty things to my little princess, but I know he won’t if she doesn’t give him a sign, and my girl is clueless when it comes to men.
She’s going to need some help from her Fairy God-Dick, me.
The group has decided to head to The Paradise Club to finish off the night, thanks to the owner being a guest of the bachelor. Sienna and Vanessa and their men are going to skip that part, it’s understandable, the girls are knocked up, they need a lie down.
“Limousines are waiting downstairs for us to take whoever would like to go to The Paradise Club,” Nate tells the group.
We say our goodbyes and load on into the limousines.
Of course, I make sure there is a spare seat beside Olivia when Axel arrives, he naturally takes it, and I can see Olivia trying to act cool beside him, but her pink cheeks give it away.
Nate’s club is a stone’s throw away, so we aren’t in the limousines for long. Because we have the owner with us, we are given the VIP treatment and shown straight into the ground level where the bar area is.
“Axel, wait up. I need to talk to you,” I call out to him while the others head on in.
“No, Derrick, you can’t watch me.” Axel smirks.
“Cute, but one of these days, Mr. Taylor, I’m going to see you in action. But right now, I need a favor.”
Axel frowns at me. “No, you can’t suck my dick.”
“Geez, you’re full of sass tonight, Axel,” I say, which earns me a glare. “Ooh, the brooding Axel Taylor stare … it just gave me goosebumps.”
This makes him laugh. “Okay, D, I’m all ears.”
“Well, it has to do with Princess Olivia.”
Axel groans. “I know, hands off.”
“Actually, I’m kind of asking for the opposite. I want your hands all over her.”
Axel stares at me as if I’ve lost my mind. “What did you say?”
“She’ll kill me for this, but I’m doing my civic duty to make sure everyone has a good time,” I tell him.
“Liv isn’t very experienced, and well, most of the men she has been with have not treated her very nicely,” I start to explain to him.
Hopefully, she doesn’t kill me. “They have, you know, kind of ridiculed her for not being experienced.”
“What the fuck!” he curses, running his hand through his hair furiously.
“She also said they were pretty crap in bed, and she’s the only one who can give herself an orgasm.”
Axel continues to stare at me, and I can see he is trying to compute what I’m saying. “Why me?”
“You’re Axel Taylor, and there’s no chance that you want anything more,” I explain to him.
“But I don’t get what you’re asking of me?”
“I need you to be her teacher, maybe not of the super kinky stuff that I know you like.” Axel gives me a smirk. “But, basically, give her a fucking orgasm. The poor girl needs it,” I implore him because he is giving me a skeptical face.
Axel smirks. “I think I can handle that.”
“You’re such a giving man, Axel. But I must warn you, it’s been two years since she last slept with someone.”
“What?”
“Olivia has taken over her family’s huge estate.
Her family has owned it for like four hundred years or some crazy shit like that.
She’s like the first female descendant to get the estate.
It was going belly up, so she took it over two years ago.
It’s in the middle of fucking nowhere with nothing but probably sheep around to entertain her, but she has turned it into this swank wedding venue.
Hence, Ness and Christian’s wedding is taking place there.
That doesn’t leave much time for, you know …
a good time because, as I said, she’s surrounded by sheep and probably a shit-ton of ghosts.
” I skip over the whole she’s being forced to marry some hot womanizing Lord because I don’t want that to affect her orgasms. From what she told us earlier tonight, her fiancé has made it clear he is going to fuck all of London before the wedding.
“How do you know if she is even interested?” Axel asks.
Is he serious right now? “You do own a mirror, don’t you?” Axel gives me a confused look, then nods. “Well, then, hello … of course, she’s going to want to jump on the Taylor train.”
“Does she know about this?”
I mull over my words carefully. “Kind of … no, not really, but maybe. I think she thinks I was joking when I suggested it, but I wasn’t joking when I made her jerk off one of the strippers tonight, so I’m guessing she knows I’m not joking about this.”
Axel’s eyes widen. “What did you say?”
“Well, Ness wasn’t going to enjoy her bachelorette strippers, and I didn’t want the three of them to go to waste.”
“Three of them?”
“Oh, she only jerked off one … I didn’t want to push her.
God, baby steps, Axel,” I say, rolling my eyes.
I mean, I know he’s a freak, but not everyone is like that.
Except you, who fucked the stripper in the bathroom.
How could I turn down that dick? Plus, he offered, and he seemed like he really needed a fuck.
“You’re telling me that little Miss Innocent jerked off a stripper tonight?” Axel asks.
“She didn’t finish it because, you know …
we don’t all need to see that. I did offer the three of them to her for the night, but she declined.
Luckily, one of them swung both ways, so I was able to get my money’s worth.
” And, boy, was it worth it. “Anyway, enough about that, so are you still okay with helping her out? I mean, the girl is stunning, and if I weren’t gay, I’d totally tap that. ”
“Um … yeah, she’s pretty.”
Knew it. “Hey, don’t go all shy on me now, Axel. I saw the way you were eye-fucking her all night. Don’t make out like this little request is going to be a hardship on you. Oh, ha-ha … something is going to be hard tonight.” I crack myself up sometimes.
“Please, stop talking.”
Why do people not appreciate my jokes? They are fucking hilarious.
“Fine, come on, but let me do it my way, okay?” he say, giving me a frustrated growl. So hot. I give him a salute and let him walk into the club.
“What are you so happy about?” Isla asks me as I enter.
“Just playing sex cupid, that’s all.” I grin as my eyes land on Axel walking over to Olivia. “Don’t give me those judgy eyes, missy. She needs to have fun before she settles down with some stuffy, hot, royal dude.”
“At least she’s safe with Axel,” Isla says.
“So …what are your plans for tonight? Is a certain Connolly brother on the cards?” I tease her.
“You think I should hook up with Jackson?” Isla jokes back.
Wait what? Oh, she’s pulling my leg. “If that’s what you desire because that boy is fine as fuck, but you know exactly which one I’m talking about.”
“He’s disappeared. Obviously, he wants to have fun without us around,” Isla grumbles.
Poor thing is jealous. “Maybe, or maybe he wants you to go find him.” She gives me a skeptical look.
I’m leaning into the whole sex cupid thing.
One couple down, I might try my hand at another.
“Come on,” I say, dragging her with me as we head up to the next level where the action is.
“Look in the cube,” I tell her, pointing out the orgy happening inside the glass walls, three men pleasuring one woman.
Isla’s eyes are mesmerized by what’s happening. She jumps when I touch her.
“You okay if I, you know …?” Isla nods, still transfixed by what is happening in front of her. I give her shoulder a kiss, wish her well, and go off to have some fun of my own.
Nate is thinking about taking his sex clubs to the open seas and is hosting a party on some multi-million-dollar superyacht off the coast of Monaco while we are here.
Honestly, the Monaco life is for me. The yachts, the supercars, and the rich old men who need people to spend their coin on.
The designer clothes, the diamonds, everything is so luxurious it’s blinding, really.
This is where I want to retire, the sun, sea, and beautiful people.
Poor Sienna, her morning sickness has kicked in after she partied maybe a little too hard last night, and she’s decided to skip the yacht.
To be fair, Christian and Vanessa didn’t last long either, the slight rocking was enough to make Ness feel queasy.
Probably for the best because this yacht is wild.
I’m not sure if Nate filled it full of exhibitionists or something because the boat is filled with beautiful people fucking.
And when I say they are fucking, I mean they are whipping things out and just going for it.
Oscar, Stacey, Olivia, and Axel are conveniently missing.
Bet they are off fucking somewhere, dirty hoes.
Charlotte chose to stay home, it’s not her scene at all, which is lucky because the Sons of Brooklyn boys are here tonight.
Thankfully, Chance didn’t come. He gets motion sickness and hates boats.
Luckily for me. Camryn disappeared with Nate.
She said something about work, but I don’t know if that is a euphemism for dick or not.
She’s doing something with Nate’s business, but I wasn’t really listening when she explained it.
“Hey there, cutie. Care to join us?” this gorgeous Italian stallion purrs as I stumble upon some fun in the dining room.
The lights are low with only the soft glow from outside illuminating the room.
There are a couple of other guys sitting around the table too.
Some are making out, while others are chatting away.
“Come take a load off.” He smirks, pointing to the chair beside him.
I pull it out and take a seat, but as soon as I sit down, someone is grabbing my crotch, making me jump.
The Italian man bursts out laughing at my surprise as I stick my head under the table and see a stack of men and women on their knees underneath the table, sucking everyone off.
Well damn. “Sorry. You surprised me,” I say to the poor guy who grabbed me.
He nods, then raises a brow at me as if to say, ‘Can I suck your dick now?’ I sit back up and my eyes fall to the Italian next to me, where a man is going to town on him.
He gives me a smirk before closing his eyes and embracing what is happening.
Hands start to tug again at my pants as the guy on his knees releases me from my pants and starts sucking away.
I jolt forward, earning a chuckle from the people around me as I stay bent over the edge of the table, as a stranger sucks me off under a table.
Kind of surreal, but also my kind of dinner party.
After my table suck off, which was fantastic, I thank him and decide to keep exploring. The yacht is huge, and there are so many nooks and crannies to it. Porn is playing on all the TVs on board while live porn is going on in surround sound all around me.
“Derrick!” I run into Finn on a lower level, and he looks distraught.
“Are you okay?” He shakes his head. Oh, shit, did someone do something to him? It looks like he’s been crying. “Come with me.” I grab his arm and pull him into a bedroom, which is currently being cleaned.
“Sorry, sir, this room isn’t ready,” the staff say.
“We just need a private conversation,” I tell them. She looks at me and then a distraught Finn and tells her girls to give us a moment.
“We will be back in ten to finish,” she tells me as they disappear.
“What happened?” I ask him.
“Isla,” he says, running his hand through his hair, “she saw me in the shower with someone.”
Fuck!
“And by someone, I’m going to assume it was a guy?” Finn nods. I told him this would happen. That he needed to be honest with her, but oh no, he was too chicken shit to tell her. “You’re a fucking idiot.”
“I know. Okay. You should have seen her face, she was devastated.”
“No shit. You just screwed her last night, and now tonight you’re screwing a man,” I yell at him. How could he do this to her?
“Fuck you. I don’t need you to tell me you were right. That I should have told her earlier. I was scared, okay. I couldn’t bear the thought that she would look at me differently. Not her. I didn’t want to lose her.”
I understand where he is coming from, but he took the choice away from her, and now she’s going to rethink everything and get all up in her head.
“You should have seen her face, D. I disgusted her.”
I place my hand on his shoulder. “She was in shock. That girl loves you. Isla probably never assumed this would ever be something she would see. She’s so used to seeing you with women that she probably can’t compute you were with a man.”
“I can’t lose her, D. I can’t.” He sounds so desperate.
“Then talk to her. Explain to her that you’re bisexual and you didn’t know how to tell her. She might not be able to understand straight away, but give her time. I swear she will support you,” I reassure him.
“Thanks, D,” he says sadly.
“Come on, let’s go back to the hotel.”