Chapter 31
Chapter Thirty-One
V eronica
I’d always loved sex, and I thought I could never get tired of it until I was begging Rupert to let me rest. I came eight times in total within a few hours, ending up barely able to move. I sat on his face while his mouth did all these wonderful things to me. After I came, we had sex in the reverse cowgirl position, and I loved every second of it.Then, things got a bit out of control after that.
Currently, I was using my vibrator, pushing it into my pussy while I sucked on his magnificent cock. My body was exhausted, and I didn’t think I could orgasm once again as Rupert pushed himself all the way to the back of my throat. I gagged on his cock, moments away from climaxing.
I didn’t know what time it was and how long we had been fucking each other’s brains out, but as I took his length, my whole body trembled. Rupert held me by the hair—so hot. I took a deep breath, shoving the vibrator deeper in me, ready for climax.
“You’re sucking my cock like your life depends on it. Now come for me,” he ordered in a raspy voice.
My ears only barely registered his command, and then it felt like his words unlocked the next level of crazy because I came with my mouth full of his cock. Bright lights exploded behind my eyelids as I continued to push that dildo into me, unable to make any kind of coherent response. Rupert grabbed my hair into his fist and began to fuck my mouth, all while I was coming undone under him. His cock felt bigger; he strained his hips and started coming, too, his semen spraying in the back of my throat, and I swallowed him until the last drop, then collapsed on the floor.
I didn’t really remember what happened after that, but he must have picked me up and carried me to bed. He was talking to me, but I was too exhausted to respond. The only thing I recall is him making me say how many times I’d come.
“So how many times did you come for me now? I need you to confirm it,” he said as he tugged me into bed.
My whole body vibrated with energy as I attempted to open my heavy eyelids.
“Eight. This was the eighth time,” I mumbled.
Then came his deep laugh. I didn’t think this was funny, but seconds later I was drifting off. This was me done for the rest of the day.
I didn’t know how long I’d slept. Rupert woke me up, and for a moment I was a little disoriented as I glanced around his bedroom. Then all the memories started flooding back to me for he was staring at me with that smug smirk of his.
“How long did I sleep?” I asked, stretching and realising pretty quickly that every muscle in my body felt achy, and I was so sore between my legs. I used to have a lot of sex with many random people, but this kind of sex—oh, I’d rather call it raw, animalistic fucking—wasn’t something I’d ever experienced.
“A very long time. Pretty much the whole afternoon and night,” he replied, then dove under the covers. “I was with you a few hours later and only just got up. We were both pretty much fucked, and I think this was my new record of the longest sex session ever.”
I covered my face with my hands, remembering how loud I’d been, then glanced at Rupert who ran his hand over my arm, making my skin tingle. He was fully dressed, wearing a white t-shirt and looking absolutely devastating, as usual.
Then Vincent flashed into my head, ruining the moment. I felt bad because I still didn’t know anything about these secret recordings the bastard was after. His blackmail hung over me like a dark, heavy cloud.
“You were an animal and I loved that, but I don’t think I can ever show my face outside on this yacht. Suzanne probably thought you were murdering me in here,” I admitted, suddenly feeling both ravenous and aroused at the same time.
Rupert stared at me like he was ready to repeat last night in a heartbeat—his eyes were filled with longing. I told myself that I have already fallen in love with him. Yet, I knew life had blindsided me with this. Still, I had no clue if I was ready for a serious relationship with the man who seemed absolutely perfect.Or, would he want a relationship with me after finding out about how Vincent was blackmailing me.
Rupert pinched my nipple, then pulled me down, putting his arms round me while he stared at me.
“Don’t worry about her. She signed an NDA, so she won’t bring anything up. Besides, we were having sex. It’s something that people do on a regular basis, Veronica,” he said, moving his lips down to my nipple and sucking it.
I had to close my eyes for a moment.
“She worked as a private chef for many people, so she’s probably heard and seen much worse.”
“What are you doing? I’m sore as fuck everywhere, and on top of that I’m starving, so back off, hotshot,” I said as he was really going for it, licking and sucking my nipple so intensely that I had to clench my thighs.
He lifted his gaze and gave me one of his charming smiles.
“I can’t get enough of your body, sunshine,” he said but then finally got off me. Moments later, he placed my bag on the bed. “Get dressed because Suzanne has made breakfast.”
“Great, so are you going to tell me where we’re going?” I asked, taking my blue bikini out with my favourite green dress that I’d bought last summer.
“We’re in the open sea now, and we’re probably going to be sailing for another twenty-four hours before we get to our next destination. Don’t worry, sunshine, you’ll love this place. Come on now, let’s eat, so we can play some more later…” he said in a velvet tone.
This man looked like a god. And to him, I was a goddess. My heart tightened. I kept reminding myself that I had to protect him from Vincent.I would do anything to protect him from that arsehole.
“My vagina is officially broken, and I never thought I would say this, but now I understand Laura,” I said, knowing I had to call her at some point. She was having the time of her life with the man who was maybe grumpy but also very possessive, and I bet no other man was able to go anywhere within a few feet from her. They were so funny.
“What about Laura?” he asked.
“She told me she’s exhausted because Spencer keeps her up all night and she can barely walk.” I smirked, wondering what had happened to sweet and shy Laura who’d sworn off men for good.
Rupert shook his head and got up.
“Spencer is crazy about her. He’s also a crazy motherfucker for a PM. I have no idea how he even got elected. It’s probably because of his good looks. All the women voted for him. But I really don’t want to know anything about his sex life, so quit talking about my brother and his nanny,” Rupert muttered.
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“All right, all right, Mr. Grumpy Pants, let’s go and eat,” I said.
I got dressed and put some makeup on because I was still a little self-conscious about my looks. I want to accept my freckles, but I don’t even know where to begin with them. I am not the biggest fan of them. I’d been a little obsessed with makeup and never let any man see me without it, including Rupert. I was wary of going into the water because I didn’t think he would still be attracted to me looking all natural. Maybe I was being silly, but this was something I had to work on.
Suzanne left us a wonderful breakfast of eggs and fruit, then Rupert took me out to the deck. We were surrounded by the blue ocean, water as far as the eyes could see, and it was scorching hot. Then Suzanne showed up to ask if we needed anything else. I said hello to her, trying not to look her in the eye, embarrassed about yesterday’s shenanigans in Rupert’s bedroom.
We spent the rest of the day relaxing and sunbathing on the deck. As the sun slowly disappeared behind the horizon, we had a delicious dinner in the main dining room. In the evening, Rupert prepared me a bath, then he gave me a massage after finally admitting that his stunning cock was sore, too.
So we went to bed, and Rupert made sweet, tender love to me until I finally drifted off to sleep in his arms. When I woke up during the night, in the quiet, I thought I could easily fall in love with such a wonderful man. I was so relaxed and happy being with him, and I wished I could be honest with him about my past. If I couldn’t be honest about that, what made me think that I could even bring up the things that Vincent was planning? These thoughts sent my anxiety through the roof. Slowly, my thoughts turned to the future. I began thinking about my career ahead of me and how lucky I was to meet Rupert again.
But then, menacing thoughts about Vincent back in London spiked my anxiety, again. Laying there, sweat forming on my brow, I tried so hard to keep my breathing under control. I can’t wake Rupert and he cannot know what is going on. I keep telling myself that I can protect him, protect Maja, protect all the Banks’. But, could I? Was I really going to do what Vincent wanted and ensure that everyone would be safe? This is so burdensome, but turning my head and watching Rupert breathe evenly, eyes closed, so relaxed, I knew that I had to do whatever it took to ensure that Vincent would never have a change to hard him nor any of his family. That night I made a decision, knowing that sooner or later I would have to sacrifice what I’d built to protect Rupert … because Vincent was determined to ruin my happiness.
“We are sailing slowly into Mykonos, sir. How long do you think we will stay here?” I overheard Suzanne asking Rupert the next day after I’d only just woken up.They stood just outside the bedroom.
My heart instantly threw itself over my ribcage.
“A few days max, so you can stock up, but later I think I’d like to explore a few other places around Greece,” Rupert replied.
This must have been the huge surprise he’d talked about when we’d boarded The Dreamer . We were going back to Mykonos, and I suspected Rupert was going to take me back to Ornos, the same place where we’d first met. The place that Clara took the video that shook the internet and changed my entire world. He was so romantic. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, wondering if this was happening for real. I squealed like a little girl while I imagined going back to the bar where everything had begun. If so, I needed a mojito to celebrate the occasion. So exciting.
He had done so much for me already and I was having the best time, but I was worried about how fast I was getting emotionally involved. I didn’t want to disappoint him, and I was too scared to reveal the truth about Vincent. Fucking Vincent, always creeping in to ruin such a wonderful time.
I quickly put some makeup on and went out to meet him on the deck. Rupert was on the phone then, so I sat and helped myself to the delicious food Suzanne prepared for us.
“Have you gone through all the CCTVs?”he barked into the phone.
Rupert’s unexpected question garnered my full attention. Was he talking about the CCTV recording that Vincent needed so desperately? He smiled at me when I glanced at him, so I smiled back and continued to eat.I knew that I had to play this off, but how, within twenty-four hours, can this continue to hound me? My anxiety is never this bad, but I can feel my heart picking up steam again and things are starting to not make sense. Maybe I should just be honest about everything and not build our relationship foundation on distrust. But, how do I even begin to bring this up to him? Oh, Rupert, my ex id doing something illegal near your property, you caught it all on camera, and he is threatening to kill you. Yeah, that will go over well.
“I need to figure out who’s behind it, so you’d need to hurry up, James,” He continued, this time sounding more and more annoyed.
Fuck, so Rupert was talking to his brother, the one who owned the security firm. Well, that complicated things a lot. Had he given him the security footage? That would make perfect sense because why would he be dealing with it on his own? His brother handled this kind of thing on a daily basis, why not go to the expert?
I continued to eat, at the same time trying to listen in.I can’t act suspicious, I just needed to know what was happening.
“The princess is giving you a headache?” he asked, laughing. “Anyway, how come you’re assigned to her? I thought you were done protecting high-end clients?”
Rupert laughed again, then squeezed my thigh while I chewed on my pancakes.
“Don’t tell me you’re not attracted to her? She’s a stunner and exactly your type, brother,” Rupert pointed out. Then he glanced at the phone and narrowed his eyes.
“The bastard hung up on me,” he muttered before leaning over to kiss me.
“Were you talking to James?” I asked.
“Yeah, he’s dealing with security footage that I handed to him from my property in north London, but he said he hasn’t had the chance to go through all of it yet as his new client is keeping him busy.”
“A client? Who’s that?”
“Princess Evangeline. She’s the next in line to the throne of Bellavista—a small Eastern European country that’s situated between Poland and Russia.”
“Oh yes, I know of it. They’re unique because of their Italian connection in the past, despite their location. They used to be some kind of protectorate, no? Wow, he’s working for the princess now, right?”
“Hmmm… it’s going to be interesting.”