Chapter 25 ARES #2
Ares laid his hand against her cheek. Her skin felt a little clammy. He glanced around for a helper to sit with her when a tall woman dressed in a leather pantsuit came up. “I caught some of your scene. Did you have a good time?”
Josie smiled. “Great! It was so good I want to do it again, Cecilia.”
Ares relaxed, realizing it was her friend. “I’ll be right back.”
Cecilia sat next to her and he quickly made his way to the food. His cell buzzed in his pocket.
[Xander]: Henri wants to move the launch date.
Ares slipped his phone back in his pocket. He had all their financials in order, suspecting that Henri would want to push it to market right before Christmas to be ready for the Boxing Day sales.
“Josie seems to be enjoying herself,” Ella Riddell smiled at Ares as he filled a plate with something wrapped in pastry and a handful of veggies.
“I hope so. I wanted to give her a night she didn’t forget.”
“I’m happy for you, Ares.”
“Thank you, Ella.” Ares grabbed two bottles of water and made his way back. “Food delivery. Eat something.”
Josie took a carrot. “Thanks.”
Cecilia stood. “Now that you're being looked after, I'm going to head out. See you tomorrow.”
“Don’t let me chase you away,” Ares said, sitting next to Josie.
“You couldn’t chase me away,” Cecilia flashed him a grin. “But my alarm clock is going to go off in four hours. Bye.”
Josie gave Cecilia a hug, she gave them a wave and was off.
“I ate dinner at her restaurant the other night. She’s very capable.”
“Yeah. She was a woman who was born to be an executive chef. She has the confidence and the ingrained authority.”
“What about you, do you still want the fine dining job?”
Josie snuggled against his chest. “It's still in the back of my head but more and more, I like what I have.” She laced her fingers through his, his heart skipped a beat.
He brushed his lips against her cheek. “I like what we have, very much. How are you feeling?”
“Better. The food is helping. It's not that I hurt but feels like my skin is extra sensitive.”
“We could go any time.”
“Or could we go up there? See what's happening?”
“You want to see if anyone is in the viewing cube?”
“Yes, please.”
Ares raised an eyebrow. “What did you think of people watching our scene?”
Josie took a sip of water. “It made me feel free. Like I was being seen in a way I'm not normally. Nobody was looking at how I walked.”
“They certainly weren’t,” Ares grumbled, squeezing her thigh.
Josie tilted her head, then kissed him. He kissed her back, until his own lips were swollen.
“How did you feel about it? Did I complain too much? Did you enjoy it too?”
“Baby, I loved every moment of our scene. You did not complain too much at all. I want to do it again. Thank you for the trust you gave me tonight,” He swept his lips over hers, gently.
“Viewing cube time?”
“Let’s go,” Ares cleared their plates, then took Josie’s hand. She grabbed her cane and they made their way through the crowd again to the staircase.
Josie took her time, stepping up on each stair slowly. “I’m fine. Just feeling tired.”
Ares pressed his palm on the small of her back, guiding her to the wooden benches that were arranged in a semi-circle outside the cube.
Inside the cube’s lights were out but Ares could make out a person moving in the shadow. Ares sat on the bench, then grabbed Josie, around the waist, pulling her on his lap.
She giggled as she sat down, reached a hand up and patted his cheek. “This is so exciting.”
“You make me excited, baby,” He took her hand and placed it on his hard cock. “See how hard you make me? I wanted to fuck you on the table.”
She blushed but curled against his chest.
The lights in the cube flickered on. Ares bit the inside of his cheek. He recognized the people in the cube. Nick Laurent, the son of the tech giant Henri Laurent and Nick’s wife, Mulberry.
Mulberry laid on a bondage table and Nick was putting an attachment to a violet wand.
Josie shifted on his lap. He wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her in place.
“Remember, they’re in the cube because they like us watching. They’ve invited us to be part of their scene. If you’re uncomfortable we can go.” He spoke against her ear.
“Does that thing hurt?’
“The times I've tried it, it's felt like a shock. A lot of people like the sensation, depending on how you use it, it can feel like a quick zap or like a burn.”
She pressed her back against his chest, her head to the side. In the cube, Nick teased Mulberry with the violet wand, the purple charge fluttering over her body.
Josie leaned against him; her ass perfectly lined against his cock.
He became harder by the second. He parted her robe, sliding his hand up her stomach to her breast. He squeezed, swept his thumb over her nipple. His efforts were rewarded with a little whimper. He circled the nipple of the other breast, rolling her nipples between his fingers.
“You’re so beautiful, your skin all flushed post scene. I’m so hard for you.”
His cock throbbed painfully, pressing against his leather pants. He nibbled her ear, his hand sliding between her legs.
“You’ll have to cover me in wax again.”
The image of her lying on that table, covered in purple and blue wax, how accepting she was of what he did to her, how eager and how her body responded, slammed into his brain.
His balls became drawn and tight.
“Think you can give me one more orgasm while you're watching the play in front of us?”
Her gasp as he sunk his fingers in her pussy made his head soar with heady pleasure. She swallowed, her eyes straight head but her body now tense against his, waiting, longing for the touch that would undo her.
He circled her clit; felt it grow hard under his thumb.
In the scene in front of them, the violet wand moved, crackling in the air but all he cared about was how Josie felt against him.
He thrust, his cock needing release.
“Oh god!” She clutched his shirt, turning her head to him, she grinded against him, slow and sultry and he couldn’t take it. His blood roared and he saw stars.
“I’m coming right here! Josie!” He cried her name against her ear.
He lost control, right there, his orgasm so forceful he tightened his grip on her, pressing her against him.
He closed his eyes, his nose filled with her scent.
“Are you okay?” She laid her head on his chest, stroking his cheek.
He brushed his nose against the softness of her hair, growled as his balls emptied.
“You’re so hot you made a billionaire come in his pants. What do you say to that, baby?”
He felt her smile against his mouth. She turned around on his lap, slammed her mouth against his.
She kissed him with fervour until he took control of the kiss, tilting her head back for more access, kissing her long and deep.
He lost control.
He never loses control but that's what this woman made him do.
And as he broke off the kiss and stared into her eyes, he knew there wasn’t a rule he wouldn’t break for Josie.
She had his heart, and he’d do everything he could to be hers, forever.