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Mm.. Playing With His Fire
THE ESTATES AT SOUTHERN HIGHLANDS
Lavender Hill
Las Vegas, Nevada
Two Weeks Later
Kincaid glanced over his financial accounts for the month. He placed the reports down on the bed. He missed Shaylynn with every ounce of breath he had in him; maybe it was his male pride deterring him from contacting her. He smiled at the praises from his staff on a fine job his fiancée had assuaged in his unfortunate absence.
Geoffrey sung Shaylynn’s adoration for conducting a boardroom meeting with his Russian shareholders; all were surprised she was fluent to conduct the conference speaking Russian. His parents were chagrined for him for disposing of her presence, after they witnessed her catering to his ever need during his hospitalization.
‘I would like us to move pass this. Kincaid, I love you so much, I stand on that word with everything I have to give.’
Kincaid moved his briefcase aside, and sunk his back against the pillows.
‘I ache when you’re absent, and there is no medicine for it, but your presence.’
Kincaid reached over for the telephone receiver. He lifted it and pressed in several numbers of a telephone number Shaylynn left on his nightstand. He placed the receiver up to his ear.
PINE VALLEY ESTATES
San Diego, California
Shaylynn was still hurt, after finding out Kincaid was the person responsive for the destruction of her ballet school. Had she not came upon the title deed to the land in his desk, she would have never have believed it.
“He knew my dance studio meant everything to me, why?”
Her telephone rang.
Shaylynn lifted the receiver from out the cradle, and placed it up to her ear.
“Hello.”
Kincaid’s words froze in his throat.
“Hello.”
No one said anything.
“I still love you; yes, I’m hurt, but I miss you as well, goodnight Kincaid.”
Kincaid gently replaced the telephone receiver back on the cradle.
“I love you too little one.”
LIVOSKI HOTEL AND CASINO
Las Vegas, Nevada
One Week Later
“Geoffrey have my traveling plans been arranged.”
“Yes sir, you will be staying at the Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo, Presidential Suite as before. Your private jet have clearance tomorrow morning, and everyone will be attendance.”
“Hopefully Bethany and Fernandez will not be there this year. I heard this year’s high-stake games are bringing people from all over the world. Word has it, the payout will be more, and the house have upped their payout.”
“Then every man for themselves.”
“Sir, have you contacted Miss. Forrester since you had me transfer the title deed of the land to her?”
“Geoffrey, she will never forgive me for my careless betrayal. This decision to transfer the title to her, stays between you and me.”
“Yes sir.”
Geoffrey turned and walked to the door. He pivoted to face his employer.
“Mr. Livoski, as your subordinate, my suggestion to you is to be truthful with Miss. Forrester, before this ordeal blows up in your face, sir.”
Geoffrey opened the door and walked out Kincaid’s office. He pulled the door close
Kincaid reached for the telephone receiver. He lifted it from out the cradle and pressed in the telephone number to Shaylynn’s residence. He placed the receiver back in the cradle before the call was answered. Kincaid lifted the telephone receiver from out the cradle again, pressed in a numbered button, and then placed the receiver back up to his ear.
“Geoffrey, I need you in my office, now.”
“Yes sir.”
Kincaid placed the telephone receiver back in the cradle.
PINE VALLEY ESTATES
San Diego, California
The Next Day
Shaylynn relieved the ringing telephone. She placed the receiver in the crook of her shoulder while she stuffed several resumes in a portfolio.
“Hello.”
“Yes, is this the residence of Miss. Forrester?”
“Yes, and may I ask who’s inquiring.”
“Yes, this is the Monte Carlo tourist board, and we will be honored if you could spend a fabulous week in Monte Carlo, Monaco. You will be a complimentary guest of our five-star hotel facility, with all accommodations paid for.”
“Excuse me for asking, but what is the catch?”
“We are soliciting all patrons who stayed at one of our fine hotels in the past.”
“How much does this cost sir?”
“As a guest of Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo, your hotel accommodations and flight is included in your free package.”
“Is this for real?”
“Yes, a flight has been booked first class to Monte, Carlo tomorrow morning. You will fly out from San Diego International Airport.”
Shaylynn looked around her townhouse, and then down at her portfolio.
“I would honored.”
“The Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo has issued you a ten thousand dollar gambling credit at the Casino de Monte-Carlo.”
“Thank you so much.”
“Thank you Miss. Forrester for accepting the request to be a guest at one of the most and enjoyable hotels in Monte Carlo, Monaco”
Shaylynn placed the telephone receiver back on the cradle.
“Yes.”
HOTEL DE PARIS-MONTE CARLO
William Churchill Presidential Suite
Monte Carlo, Monaco
The Next Afternoon
Shaylynn slipped her keycard into the lock and turned the door handle. She removed the keycard and pushed the door open; she entered the Winston Churchill Presidential Suite. She pivoted and rolled her suitcase inside.
“Oh my God, this place is so beautiful, thank you Monte Carlo.”
Shaylynn closed the door. Her heels echoed on the marble floor of the entrance foyer. She placed her keycard on the glass dining room table. She walked to the double-doors, leading out to the balcony. She breathed in the sea air of the Monaco Harbor; she looked out in the distance at the Prince’s Palace.
Shaylynn remembered this was the very same suite Kincaid made love to her. She recollected such an intimate time she and he had until Fentin, and her parents showed up.
A touch of melancholy touched her heart.
“I guess a little shopping, hairstyling, pedicure and manicure, is on the menu. Thank goodness, Fentin finally signed those divorce papers.”
She felt foolish she was about to marry Kincaid, when she was still legally married to Fentin. She turned and walked off the balcony. She gently closed the doors.
Shaylynn walked over to her rolling suitcase, extended the handle, and rolled it back to one of the master bedroom suites.
HÔTEL HERMITAGE MONTE-CARLO
Presidential Diamond Suite
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Matao paced his hotel suite. He walked to the balcony and stepped onto it.
The panoramic view of the Port of Monaco Harbor and the Mediterranean Sea enthralled his presence.
‘I missed you already; I cannot wait until next week, when I visit the states.’
‘I do not know handsome. You never did tell me how you were crafty enough to bid my presence for the entire night.’
‘You are worth every dime, and the benefits of a lifetime with you, is worth far more.’
‘Thank you.’
He assumed Kincaid is due to arrive at any moment.
“Which would mean Shaylynn will be here.”
Matao took a sip of his wine and thought back to the last time Shaylynn laid in his arms, made love to him.
TUTOR LANE
St. Petersburg-Federal City, Russia Federation
Villa Hills Estate
‘Checkmate beautiful.’
‘No.’
‘Check.’
‘I certainly will.’
Shaylynn looked down at the chessboard.
‘I guess I’m caught, therefore, I have no other choice but to surrender.’
‘To me, yes.’
Matao pushed the chessboard aside. He leaned over and kissed Shaylynn on her lips. He inched back and untied the strings to her camisole. He opened it wider and leaned down and kissed a breast nipple. He licked up her cleavage.
‘Why do I love touching you so much? He whispered in her ear.
‘Maybe because I’m receptive to your touch,’ Shaylynn whispered back.
Matao kissed around Shaylynn’s neck area.
‘Uum.’
Shaylynn hunched her shoulder up in regards to the intimate contact of his lips branding her skin.
Matao inched back and untied the belt to his robe. He took it off and laid it on the Bear skin rug.
Shaylynn leaned forward and kissed Matao’s hirsute chest wall. She inched her body forward and slowly straddled Matao’s lap. She stoked his cheek.
‘You are so handsome, and you have been nothing but a pleasure to be around.’
She leaned in and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
Matao homed in on Shaylynn’s lips. He leaned forward.
Shaylynn’s back gradually made contact with a bed of white fur.
Matao looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes.
‘My God, you are so beautiful, and young. Let me take care of you.’
‘Mat...’
Matao covered Shaylynn’s mouth with a finger. He leaned down and kissed her on the nose; he removed his finger and kissed her on the lips.
Shaylynn hugged Matao around his neck and brought his body in close contact with hers.
Matao’s lips skated over Shaylynn’s cheek, down her neck, his mouth landed on a swollen breast nipple. He licked over it, and then suckled it.
‘Matao.’
Shaylynn hugged Matao tighter.
He remembered he opened her legs and caressed the lips of her pussy with his fingertips.
‘Stay with me in Belarus for a little while longer. I need more moments like this with you.’
‘I just may…if you continue wooing me in your special way.’
Matao stood. He leaned down and scooped Shaylynn up in his arms.
‘I see I have to convince you with other methods.’
‘I need convinced to the point; it will be enjoyable for us both.’
Shaylynn kissed Matao, while he hurried to the glass stairwell.
Someone knocked on the door.
“Shit.”
Just when a memory could give you a hard on.
Matao turned and walked off the balcony. He walked though his suite, and over to the door. He removed his weapon from out the waistband of his pants.
“Yeah.”
“It’s me Boss.”
Matao placed his weapon back inside the waistband of his pants and opened the door.
“Boss…”
His bodyguard was out of breath.
“What the fuck.” Matao peeped his head out in the private corridor. “Why the fuck are you out of breath.”
“I saw…” His bodyguard began to cough. “I saw the woman, the ballerina.”
Matao pulled his bodyguard into his hotel suite and slammed the door close.
“Are you trying to tell me you saw Shaylynn?”
“Yes Boss, I ran over here, so I could tell you where she is.”
“Where dammit!”
“I saw her being seated in a restaurant, about a block from here. Boss, that woman looks...damn sexy. If Mr. Livoski is here, you may have a fight on your hands for that pussy.”
“And may the best man win, come on.”
His bodyguard opened the door. He and Matao walked out. Matao pulled the door close.
L’HIRONDELLE RESTAURANT
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Shaylynn looked out at the French Rivera.
“The view does not even compare with the view in front of me.”
Shaylynn pivoted around in her chair. Her eyes lit up.
“Hey you, what are you doing in Monte Carlo.”
“I am here for the poker weekend. Could I join you?”
“Yes, please.”
Matao pulled a chair out and took a seat. He removed his Kenneth Cole sunglasses and placed them near a plate setting.
“Now comes the question, what are you doing here in Monte Carlo.”
“A mini-vacation compliments of the Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo.”
“Are you here alone.”
She looked at Matao’s chest wall.
“Not anymore.”
“I will make sure you stick to those words much later.”
“How is your ankle?”
Shaylynn removed her sandal and lifted her leg. Her feet landed in Matao’s groin, she pressed her foot down on his zipper.
“Much better.”
“Woman you are living on the edge of time. Hopefully you have in your possession a life jacket to save yourself.”
“Care to explain yourself.”
Matao leaned forward.
“I do not like games of the heart, especially when playing with mine!”
“I never gave you the impression this is a game to me.”
“Care to explain to me, where your devotion and loyalty lies. You confessed to me, you are in love with Mr. Livoski.”
“I am, the fact remains he is not in love with me.”
“This you will have to prove to me you have moved on.”
“If I dare too.”
Matao stood. He lifted his wallet from out his back pants pocket, opened it, and lifted a wad of Euros. He tossed them on the table.
“Come.”
Shaylynn slipped her foot back into her sandal, grabbed her purse from off the empty chair, and then stood.
Matao clasped her hand in his.
“Where are we going?”
“To prove your theory.”
Shaylynn snatched her hand away.
“Wait a minute, I am not in school, or am I a child. I do not have to prove anything to anyone. I live by my own rules, and by own time.”
“I see, just as I thought. I will see you this evening.”
“I think I will fly solo this vacation. I need space and time to think about my future.”
Matao leaned forward and kissed Shaylynn on her lips.
“I will send a car for you later for dinner.”
“I never agreed...”
Matao turned and walked away.
His bodyguard joined him at the entrance.
MODERN ART MONACO
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Shaylynn moved from one painting to the other. She looked down at her pamphlet to read the history of the origin.
“I could buy that for you,” someone whispered in her ear from behind.
“This particular piece is not to my liking.”
“But this one is.”
Matao rubbed over Shaylynn’s derrière
“Are you following me now?”
“It appears I am not the only one.”
Shaylynn turned around.
“I guess if you count your bodyguards, then I suppose you aren’t.”
“Have lunch with me.”
“I’ve already eaten.”
“Well I haven’t.”
Matao grabbed onto Shaylynn hand.
HÔTEL HERMITAGE MONTE-CARLO
Presidential Diamond Suite
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Matao held the door open.
Shaylynn entered Matao’s suite.
Matao closed the door. He removed his Kenneth Cole sunglasses, and placed them on the table near the entrance foyer.
“Your hotel suite is very nice and spacious.”
Matao walked up to Shaylynn’s turned back and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed the back of her head.
“It looks even better, now that you’re in it.”
“Would you like a complimentary tour?”
“Yes please.”
Matao squeezed Shaylynn to his frame.
Shaylynn turned around in Matao’s arms.
“Don’t forget the bedroom.”
“That was the first room of this tour.
Both laughed.
Matao held his arm out.
Shaylynn linked her arm through it.
Matao gave Shaylynn the tour of his presidential suite; christening each room with a kiss from her lips
Both entered a spacious bedroom suite.
Hues of coral, gray, and pearl tones made the room inviting and tranquil.
Shaylynn walked over to the terrace, she opened the double glassed doors, and walked out.
The panoramic view was spectacular.
Matao joined her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed the back of her head.
Shaylynn leaned back into Matao’s chest.
“This view is simply breathtaking. You could see the Port of Monaco Harbor and the French Rivera perfectly.”
Matao squeezed Shaylynn tighter. He rested his chin on her shoulder blade.
“I’m falling in love with you.”
Shaylynn palmed Matao’s head, and pivoted her neck. She kissed him on the lips. She slowly turned around in his arms.
Matao wrapped his arms around Shaylynn’s waist; he backed them up off the terrace over to the king size bed. Matao spaced his face, he leaned his forehead against hers.
“I don’t won’t this to end between us.”
“Matao, don’t. I am here to escape reality, and in your arms I only feel ecstasy.”
Matao kissed Shaylynn on the forehead.
“I want more than this.”
“With two continents between us, I do not see that being possible.”
“Spend one year with me in Belarus, I give you my word I will take such good care of you. We will be, as you Americans say, an upstanding couple in society.”
Shaylynn looked up into Matao’s eyes.
Sincerity spoke so many volumes.
“That sounds so tempting.”
“Would you at least think about it?”
“Yes. For the time remaining. How about we fill up that huge Jacuzzi, uncork a bottle of champagne, and feast off chocolate drizzled strawberries.”
“You never seem to amaze me.”
“At least you will never be bored.”
Shaylynn stepped back and walked around Matao. She stopped at the door leading to the bathroom.
She unzipped her mini-dress from behind.
The dress dropped to her ankles.
She stepped out of it.
Matao’s eyes enlarged at Shaylynn’s red lacy thong.
Shaylynn pivoted her head.
He glanced down at her breasts. He looked down at the small rose tattoo to her side. He could not remember how many times his tongue has glided over one of the petals.
“Hey handsome.”
Matao looked up and caught Shaylynn’s eyes.
“Don’t forget to order the strawberries, and champagne.” She slowly licked her tongue over her lips, and walked into the bathroom.
Matao walked over to the telephone on the desk, lifted the receiver, and placed it up to his ear.
ONE HOUR LATER
Matao watched the water drops rolling down Shaylynn’s back, as she refilled his champagne glass, and then hers. She placed the bottle back inside the ice-bucket. She lifted his glass and handed it to him.
Shaylynn rested her back against Matao’s chest.
“Tell me more about yourself Matao.”
“I am an entrepreneur. My family’s art of passion is casinos, and real estate. My late father willed to me three casinos, in Belarus, and one in St. Petersburg, Russia I’m single, and no kids.”
“What does a big time handsome entrepreneur do when he is physically unfilled?”
“Woo an American beautiful ballerina into my bed for a night of passion.”
“What a very fortunate woman.”
Matao lifted a strawberry from out the Crystal bowl. He held it over Shaylynn’s mouth. She took a bite, and then he did.
Matao rotated Shaylynn’s chin, and kissed her lips.
The pureed strawberry made it inside her mouth.
Matao licked the excess from off Shaylynn’s lips. He lifted his glass, gulped down the rest of his champagne, and placed the glass on the rim of the stone tile surrounding the Jacuzzi platform.
“I had the concierge light a fireplace, care to join me in the bedroom.”
“I thought you’ll never ask.”
Shaylynn inched up while Matao stood.
Matao stood and descended the three steps surround the Jacuzzi. He grabbed a towel from off the towel bar and held it open for Shaylynn.
Shaylynn stood and then stepped out into the comforts of a fluffy towel.
Matao grabbed him one from off the towel bar and wrapped it around his midsection. He heard his telephone ringing.
“Excuse me.”
Matao hurried out the bathroom, and over to the lampstand. He relieved the ringing telephone. He placed the receiver up to his ear.
“Make this business quick.”
“I was wondering should we include Miss. Forrester on our return flight.”
Matao looked over at Shaylynn’s turned back.
Shaylynn unknotted her hair. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back, resting just below her waist.
“Hold off on a decision for now.”
Matao placed the telephone receiver back on the cradle.
Shaylynn turned to face Matao.
Water clung to the strains of his hirsute chest wall.
Shaylynn folded her hands over her chest and assessed Matao’s attributes.
His curly jet-black hair, was slicked back, his biceps and triceps bulged, her eyes dropped to the width of his chest, down to his hairy legs.
“You could drop the towel handsome.”
“Ladies first.”
Shaylynn unknotted the towel and let it drop to the floor.
Matao snatched his towel off and tossed it on a chair.
“Come here.”
Shaylynn did a fouettes and twirled across the room. Her presence landed her in front of Matao.
Matao pulled Shaylynn into his arms. He kissed her lips ever so slowly. He inched his face back.
“I have gotten used to this…you and me, touching you without any hindrance. What am I to do, knowing these moments will one day haunt my memory.”
“Matao…this is not easy for me. I feel this...us, this moment also.”
Matao lifted Shaylynn up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He laid her on top of the bedcover. He crawled over her.
“Look at me.”
Shaylynn looked up at him.
“Touch me.”
Shaylynn palmed Matao’s upper chest.
“No.”
He covered her hand and slid her palm down to his solid manhood.
“This will be lost without you. I love the woman’s whose pussy, my dick finds its way into.”
Why did his words always drip with honey she thought?
“If I spend one year in Belarus with you, will you always have this fervor for me.”
“You be the judge of that.”
Matao wrapped his hand around Shaylynn’s palm, and darted his manhood inside of her.
Shaylynn’s body tensed up.
Matao leaned downward and whispered, “Relax beautiful …it’s almost in.”
Shaylynn took a breath, and let her body go.
Matao kissed Shaylynn on the lips.
Shaylynn linked her arms around Matao’s neck, and lifted her pelvis; meeting the wrecking deep thrusts of his hard shaft trolling inside of her.
“Oh you feel so good.” He leaned his head down. “Let me be the only man whose loving you crave,” he whispered in her ear.
Matao thrust his dick harder inside Shaylynn’s pussy.
“Ma...oh… Matao.”
Shaylynn’s lips was helplessly to refuse the physical drug that fed her compulsion. She inched up and sucked Matao’s chest. She opened her legs wider.
Matao gripped the wrought-iron headboard.
“Fuck… make love to me.”
Matao withdrew his dick, and pierced her vaginal passage over and over again. Matao bobbed his head backwards.
“Oh…shit…Sh…Shaylynn.”
Matao dropped his head and licked over a breast. He suckled and twisted the nipple inside his mouth; his dick anchored deeper.
“Matao…oh baby.”
Matao’s pulled his manhood out. His tongue journeyed down to Shaylynn’s lower pelvis, he got on his stomach, and opened her legs. His tongue dove inside his pussy.
Shaylynn’s body convulsed.
Matao palmed Shaylynn’s upper thigh, and squeezed them behind the intensity of the firing pace of his tongue in and out of her.
Shaylynn’s upper body sprung off the bed. She palmed Matao’s head. Her head hit the pillow.
“Baby…stop...that is...Oh Matao.” Her body tingled all over. “Matao…make…make let me feel you inside of me.”
Matao got up, he crawled over Shaylynn and palmed his dick. He shot it back inside of her. He laid down on top of her, and cupped her derrière.
“Say…oh baby.”
Matao leaned his upper chest back, and licked over a breast. He incarcerated the nipple inside his mouth, and suckled it into oblivion.
Shaylynn’s body shuddered. She suckled Matao’s shoulder blade.
Matao’s bobbed his head back.
“I’m...oh shit.”
His ejaculation swarmed inside Shaylynn’s vaginal orifice.
“Fuck me...oh damn.”
Shaylynn continued to violently pump her pussy.
“Oh Mata...”
She bit into Matao’s skin and scratched his back. She pulled his body on hers, and uncontrollably climaxed.
“Ma…tao.”
She palmed his hard gluteus and pressed his body into hers. Her womanhood continued to quiver.
Matao and Shaylynn kissed. Her lips escaped to kiss over the reddish mark on his shoulder blade.
Matao rested his forehead against Shaylynn’s forehead.
“We are going to have to come to some form of agreement here. I’m feeling this, and the beautiful woman under me.”
Shaylynn held Matao tighter.
“Let me know when you have found one.”
“I see I’m falling for a vampire.”
“I’m sorry; I do not know what came over me.”
She rubbed her palms up and down his back
“A dick in your pussy perhaps.”
Shaylynn laughed.
Matao inched his face back and kissed Shaylynn on the tip of her nose.
“Spend the night with me.”
“I think I could arrange that. Shoot, I have to stop at my hotel to get some clothes.”
“You won’t need any.”
“This sleepover, does entitle me to a meal, a moonlight beach walk, and then gambling, right.”
“As a matter of fact, yes. I have to see this special gift you have in person, but first, let me finish making love to my woman.”
“You have my permission.
Matao and Shaylynn made love until both were physically exhausted.
Both talked about their upbringing, fears and greatest challenges until sleep consumed the two
PREDAWN HOURS
Shaylynn felt the gentleness of a palm sliding down her shoulder blade.
Matao leaned forward and kissed the back of Shaylynn’s ear.
“Shaylynn.”
“Umm hum.”
“Baby, are you up?”
“Yes.”
Shaylynn turned over on her back. She touched Matao’s chin.
“Couldn’t sleep.”
“No.”
“Here come here.”
Matao laid on Shaylynn’s chest. She rubbed the back of his head.
“I love you Shaylynn.”
Matao yawned. His eyes slowly drooped. He went back to sleep, in Shaylynn’s arm.
Both woke up at the crack of dawn and made love.
“Say you need only me.”
Matao ejaculated inside her wet pussy.
Shaylynn discontinued moving. Her vaginal muscles massaged the harden dick inside of her.
“I could never tire of being inside of you.”
Shaylynn hugged Matao to her chest.
“Who would want you too?”
Shaylynn kissed Matao on his bottom lip.
Matao withdrew, and rolled over onto his back. He situated the covers over them, and hugged Shaylynn to his chest.
“Your flight has been confirmed on my jet.”
Shaylynn yawned and snuggled closer to Matao.
“All right.”
Matao kissed Shaylynn’s forehead, both drifted back to sleep.
THE NEXT MORNING
“Thank you for helping me win over seven hundred thousand dollars.”
He slid her half of the winnings to her.
“No thank you.” She slid the money back over to him. “I really had fun last night.”
“I really had a nice time throughout the night.”
Shaylynn blushed.
“Your gift is…”
“My gift is not anything to build a future upon.”
Matao scooted the money aside.
“You’re not thinking of a way to end this are you? Your gift, yes let’s admit it’s amazing, but to be truthful, I am in love with the person. The only woman who has my heart at her disposal.”
Shaylynn leaned over and stroked the top of Matao’s hand.
“Do you really mean that?”
“Yes.”
“Good, then my surprise would be to your liking.”
“Woo slow down woman, what surprise?”
“I promise it will not hurt you; actually wherever we end up, may beneficial for us both.”
Matao smiled.
“Benefit us?”
“Yes.”
“Whatever it is, my bodyguards will be inches from us.”
“I had them in mind also.”
“Now you have me on the fence.”
“And later in your bed, so you better eat up, our day is planned.”
Matao looked over at Shaylynn spooning into her grapefruit.
He lifted the paper, and began to read it.
HOTEL DE PARIS-MONTE CARLO
William Churchill Presidential Suite
Kincaid slipped his keycard into the unlocking mechanism. He lifted the keycard and pulled the door handle down. He opened the door and stepped aside.
Bruiser, Madman, Geoffrey, and then Kincaid entered the hotel suite.
Kincaid positioned his suitcase near the door.
“Would you like me to look around sir?”
Kincaid looked around his hotel presidential suite.
“Yes, I do not trust my general welfare in Monte Carlo, only to hotel security, and I refuse to have a recurrence of last year’s fiasco. You three are to protect, my fiancée, and my presence to the uttermost.”
“Yes sir,” all three men replied.
Bruiser walked into the living area of the hotel suite. He checked each and every room.
“Sir,” Bruiser hollered out.
All three men rush back the bedroom suite and entered.
Kincaid looked down the shopping bags on the carpet.
Several shoe boxes, and several simply lingerie pieces laid on the bedcover.
Kincaid smiled to himself.
“Everything is moving in the right direction. If I am needed, please call. Geoffrey, I need for you to remain behind.”
“Yes sir.”
Kincaid’s two bodyguards turned and walked out the bedroom.
Several seconds later, both heard the door open, and then close.
“Geoffrey, has someone canceled the block for Miss. Forrester, to participate in all gambling establishments.”
“Yes sir that has been addressed and taken care of days ago. I have also been given word; yes Bethany and Fernandez will be here, along with Roth and Mr. Bartilini.” Geoffrey cleared his throat. “It has also been brought to my attention Matao will be here in Monaco.”
Kincaid palmed his chin down.
“I need everyone to keep a very close eye on my fiancée, during this stay, wherever she goes, she is to be followed.”
“Sir, as we speak she is being shadowed.”
Kincaid patted Geoffrey on the back.
“Good, then you may relax, until this evening.”
“Yes sir.”
Geoffrey turned and walked out the bedroom. He walked through the foyer, opened the door, and walked out Kincaid’ hotel suite. He pulled the door close.
Kincaid removed his traveling clothes, and walked into the bathroom.
POLE POSITION MOPED RENTAL
Monte Carlo, Monaca
“Shaylynn, my men or me, have never rode a moped, I’m usually chauffeured.”
“Baby this is Monaco, live a little, and the hotel was gracious enough to pack this intimate picnic basket for everyone included; please want you oblige.”
Matao looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes.
“That year in Belarus is on the forefront radar.”
Shaylynn leaned up and kissed Matao on the lips. She stroked his cheek.
“Yes it is.”
Shaylynn handed Matao a helmet.
Matao looked down at his moped. His men waited on his commend to get on theirs.
Matao placed the helmet on his head, and got on the moped.
“Just follow me, and go slow, I’m not in a rush.”
“Just remember Belarus.”
“I will.”
Matao and his five bodyguards followed Shaylynn.
Copyright©SKC-2021
Lavender Hill
Las Vegas, Nevada
Two Weeks Later
Kincaid glanced over his financial accounts for the month. He placed the reports down on the bed. He missed Shaylynn with every ounce of breath he had in him; maybe it was his male pride deterring him from contacting her. He smiled at the praises from his staff on a fine job his fiancée had assuaged in his unfortunate absence.
Geoffrey sung Shaylynn’s adoration for conducting a boardroom meeting with his Russian shareholders; all were surprised she was fluent to conduct the conference speaking Russian. His parents were chagrined for him for disposing of her presence, after they witnessed her catering to his ever need during his hospitalization.
‘I would like us to move pass this. Kincaid, I love you so much, I stand on that word with everything I have to give.’
Kincaid moved his briefcase aside, and sunk his back against the pillows.
‘I ache when you’re absent, and there is no medicine for it, but your presence.’
Kincaid reached over for the telephone receiver. He lifted it and pressed in several numbers of a telephone number Shaylynn left on his nightstand. He placed the receiver up to his ear.
PINE VALLEY ESTATES
San Diego, California
Shaylynn was still hurt, after finding out Kincaid was the person responsive for the destruction of her ballet school. Had she not came upon the title deed to the land in his desk, she would have never have believed it.
“He knew my dance studio meant everything to me, why?”
Her telephone rang.
Shaylynn lifted the receiver from out the cradle, and placed it up to her ear.
“Hello.”
Kincaid’s words froze in his throat.
“Hello.”
No one said anything.
“I still love you; yes, I’m hurt, but I miss you as well, goodnight Kincaid.”
Kincaid gently replaced the telephone receiver back on the cradle.
“I love you too little one.”
LIVOSKI HOTEL AND CASINO
Las Vegas, Nevada
One Week Later
“Geoffrey have my traveling plans been arranged.”
“Yes sir, you will be staying at the Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo, Presidential Suite as before. Your private jet have clearance tomorrow morning, and everyone will be attendance.”
“Hopefully Bethany and Fernandez will not be there this year. I heard this year’s high-stake games are bringing people from all over the world. Word has it, the payout will be more, and the house have upped their payout.”
“Then every man for themselves.”
“Sir, have you contacted Miss. Forrester since you had me transfer the title deed of the land to her?”
“Geoffrey, she will never forgive me for my careless betrayal. This decision to transfer the title to her, stays between you and me.”
“Yes sir.”
Geoffrey turned and walked to the door. He pivoted to face his employer.
“Mr. Livoski, as your subordinate, my suggestion to you is to be truthful with Miss. Forrester, before this ordeal blows up in your face, sir.”
Geoffrey opened the door and walked out Kincaid’s office. He pulled the door close
Kincaid reached for the telephone receiver. He lifted it from out the cradle and pressed in the telephone number to Shaylynn’s residence. He placed the receiver back in the cradle before the call was answered. Kincaid lifted the telephone receiver from out the cradle again, pressed in a numbered button, and then placed the receiver back up to his ear.
“Geoffrey, I need you in my office, now.”
“Yes sir.”
Kincaid placed the telephone receiver back in the cradle.
PINE VALLEY ESTATES
San Diego, California
The Next Day
Shaylynn relieved the ringing telephone. She placed the receiver in the crook of her shoulder while she stuffed several resumes in a portfolio.
“Hello.”
“Yes, is this the residence of Miss. Forrester?”
“Yes, and may I ask who’s inquiring.”
“Yes, this is the Monte Carlo tourist board, and we will be honored if you could spend a fabulous week in Monte Carlo, Monaco. You will be a complimentary guest of our five-star hotel facility, with all accommodations paid for.”
“Excuse me for asking, but what is the catch?”
“We are soliciting all patrons who stayed at one of our fine hotels in the past.”
“How much does this cost sir?”
“As a guest of Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo, your hotel accommodations and flight is included in your free package.”
“Is this for real?”
“Yes, a flight has been booked first class to Monte, Carlo tomorrow morning. You will fly out from San Diego International Airport.”
Shaylynn looked around her townhouse, and then down at her portfolio.
“I would honored.”
“The Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo has issued you a ten thousand dollar gambling credit at the Casino de Monte-Carlo.”
“Thank you so much.”
“Thank you Miss. Forrester for accepting the request to be a guest at one of the most and enjoyable hotels in Monte Carlo, Monaco”
Shaylynn placed the telephone receiver back on the cradle.
“Yes.”
HOTEL DE PARIS-MONTE CARLO
William Churchill Presidential Suite
Monte Carlo, Monaco
The Next Afternoon
Shaylynn slipped her keycard into the lock and turned the door handle. She removed the keycard and pushed the door open; she entered the Winston Churchill Presidential Suite. She pivoted and rolled her suitcase inside.
“Oh my God, this place is so beautiful, thank you Monte Carlo.”
Shaylynn closed the door. Her heels echoed on the marble floor of the entrance foyer. She placed her keycard on the glass dining room table. She walked to the double-doors, leading out to the balcony. She breathed in the sea air of the Monaco Harbor; she looked out in the distance at the Prince’s Palace.
Shaylynn remembered this was the very same suite Kincaid made love to her. She recollected such an intimate time she and he had until Fentin, and her parents showed up.
A touch of melancholy touched her heart.
“I guess a little shopping, hairstyling, pedicure and manicure, is on the menu. Thank goodness, Fentin finally signed those divorce papers.”
She felt foolish she was about to marry Kincaid, when she was still legally married to Fentin. She turned and walked off the balcony. She gently closed the doors.
Shaylynn walked over to her rolling suitcase, extended the handle, and rolled it back to one of the master bedroom suites.
HÔTEL HERMITAGE MONTE-CARLO
Presidential Diamond Suite
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Matao paced his hotel suite. He walked to the balcony and stepped onto it.
The panoramic view of the Port of Monaco Harbor and the Mediterranean Sea enthralled his presence.
‘I missed you already; I cannot wait until next week, when I visit the states.’
‘I do not know handsome. You never did tell me how you were crafty enough to bid my presence for the entire night.’
‘You are worth every dime, and the benefits of a lifetime with you, is worth far more.’
‘Thank you.’
He assumed Kincaid is due to arrive at any moment.
“Which would mean Shaylynn will be here.”
Matao took a sip of his wine and thought back to the last time Shaylynn laid in his arms, made love to him.
TUTOR LANE
St. Petersburg-Federal City, Russia Federation
Villa Hills Estate
‘Checkmate beautiful.’
‘No.’
‘Check.’
‘I certainly will.’
Shaylynn looked down at the chessboard.
‘I guess I’m caught, therefore, I have no other choice but to surrender.’
‘To me, yes.’
Matao pushed the chessboard aside. He leaned over and kissed Shaylynn on her lips. He inched back and untied the strings to her camisole. He opened it wider and leaned down and kissed a breast nipple. He licked up her cleavage.
‘Why do I love touching you so much? He whispered in her ear.
‘Maybe because I’m receptive to your touch,’ Shaylynn whispered back.
Matao kissed around Shaylynn’s neck area.
‘Uum.’
Shaylynn hunched her shoulder up in regards to the intimate contact of his lips branding her skin.
Matao inched back and untied the belt to his robe. He took it off and laid it on the Bear skin rug.
Shaylynn leaned forward and kissed Matao’s hirsute chest wall. She inched her body forward and slowly straddled Matao’s lap. She stoked his cheek.
‘You are so handsome, and you have been nothing but a pleasure to be around.’
She leaned in and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
Matao homed in on Shaylynn’s lips. He leaned forward.
Shaylynn’s back gradually made contact with a bed of white fur.
Matao looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes.
‘My God, you are so beautiful, and young. Let me take care of you.’
‘Mat...’
Matao covered Shaylynn’s mouth with a finger. He leaned down and kissed her on the nose; he removed his finger and kissed her on the lips.
Shaylynn hugged Matao around his neck and brought his body in close contact with hers.
Matao’s lips skated over Shaylynn’s cheek, down her neck, his mouth landed on a swollen breast nipple. He licked over it, and then suckled it.
‘Matao.’
Shaylynn hugged Matao tighter.
He remembered he opened her legs and caressed the lips of her pussy with his fingertips.
‘Stay with me in Belarus for a little while longer. I need more moments like this with you.’
‘I just may…if you continue wooing me in your special way.’
Matao stood. He leaned down and scooped Shaylynn up in his arms.
‘I see I have to convince you with other methods.’
‘I need convinced to the point; it will be enjoyable for us both.’
Shaylynn kissed Matao, while he hurried to the glass stairwell.
Someone knocked on the door.
“Shit.”
Just when a memory could give you a hard on.
Matao turned and walked off the balcony. He walked though his suite, and over to the door. He removed his weapon from out the waistband of his pants.
“Yeah.”
“It’s me Boss.”
Matao placed his weapon back inside the waistband of his pants and opened the door.
“Boss…”
His bodyguard was out of breath.
“What the fuck.” Matao peeped his head out in the private corridor. “Why the fuck are you out of breath.”
“I saw…” His bodyguard began to cough. “I saw the woman, the ballerina.”
Matao pulled his bodyguard into his hotel suite and slammed the door close.
“Are you trying to tell me you saw Shaylynn?”
“Yes Boss, I ran over here, so I could tell you where she is.”
“Where dammit!”
“I saw her being seated in a restaurant, about a block from here. Boss, that woman looks...damn sexy. If Mr. Livoski is here, you may have a fight on your hands for that pussy.”
“And may the best man win, come on.”
His bodyguard opened the door. He and Matao walked out. Matao pulled the door close.
L’HIRONDELLE RESTAURANT
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Shaylynn looked out at the French Rivera.
“The view does not even compare with the view in front of me.”
Shaylynn pivoted around in her chair. Her eyes lit up.
“Hey you, what are you doing in Monte Carlo.”
“I am here for the poker weekend. Could I join you?”
“Yes, please.”
Matao pulled a chair out and took a seat. He removed his Kenneth Cole sunglasses and placed them near a plate setting.
“Now comes the question, what are you doing here in Monte Carlo.”
“A mini-vacation compliments of the Hotel De Paris Monte-Carlo.”
“Are you here alone.”
She looked at Matao’s chest wall.
“Not anymore.”
“I will make sure you stick to those words much later.”
“How is your ankle?”
Shaylynn removed her sandal and lifted her leg. Her feet landed in Matao’s groin, she pressed her foot down on his zipper.
“Much better.”
“Woman you are living on the edge of time. Hopefully you have in your possession a life jacket to save yourself.”
“Care to explain yourself.”
Matao leaned forward.
“I do not like games of the heart, especially when playing with mine!”
“I never gave you the impression this is a game to me.”
“Care to explain to me, where your devotion and loyalty lies. You confessed to me, you are in love with Mr. Livoski.”
“I am, the fact remains he is not in love with me.”
“This you will have to prove to me you have moved on.”
“If I dare too.”
Matao stood. He lifted his wallet from out his back pants pocket, opened it, and lifted a wad of Euros. He tossed them on the table.
“Come.”
Shaylynn slipped her foot back into her sandal, grabbed her purse from off the empty chair, and then stood.
Matao clasped her hand in his.
“Where are we going?”
“To prove your theory.”
Shaylynn snatched her hand away.
“Wait a minute, I am not in school, or am I a child. I do not have to prove anything to anyone. I live by my own rules, and by own time.”
“I see, just as I thought. I will see you this evening.”
“I think I will fly solo this vacation. I need space and time to think about my future.”
Matao leaned forward and kissed Shaylynn on her lips.
“I will send a car for you later for dinner.”
“I never agreed...”
Matao turned and walked away.
His bodyguard joined him at the entrance.
MODERN ART MONACO
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Shaylynn moved from one painting to the other. She looked down at her pamphlet to read the history of the origin.
“I could buy that for you,” someone whispered in her ear from behind.
“This particular piece is not to my liking.”
“But this one is.”
Matao rubbed over Shaylynn’s derrière
“Are you following me now?”
“It appears I am not the only one.”
Shaylynn turned around.
“I guess if you count your bodyguards, then I suppose you aren’t.”
“Have lunch with me.”
“I’ve already eaten.”
“Well I haven’t.”
Matao grabbed onto Shaylynn hand.
HÔTEL HERMITAGE MONTE-CARLO
Presidential Diamond Suite
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Matao held the door open.
Shaylynn entered Matao’s suite.
Matao closed the door. He removed his Kenneth Cole sunglasses, and placed them on the table near the entrance foyer.
“Your hotel suite is very nice and spacious.”
Matao walked up to Shaylynn’s turned back and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed the back of her head.
“It looks even better, now that you’re in it.”
“Would you like a complimentary tour?”
“Yes please.”
Matao squeezed Shaylynn to his frame.
Shaylynn turned around in Matao’s arms.
“Don’t forget the bedroom.”
“That was the first room of this tour.
Both laughed.
Matao held his arm out.
Shaylynn linked her arm through it.
Matao gave Shaylynn the tour of his presidential suite; christening each room with a kiss from her lips
Both entered a spacious bedroom suite.
Hues of coral, gray, and pearl tones made the room inviting and tranquil.
Shaylynn walked over to the terrace, she opened the double glassed doors, and walked out.
The panoramic view was spectacular.
Matao joined her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed the back of her head.
Shaylynn leaned back into Matao’s chest.
“This view is simply breathtaking. You could see the Port of Monaco Harbor and the French Rivera perfectly.”
Matao squeezed Shaylynn tighter. He rested his chin on her shoulder blade.
“I’m falling in love with you.”
Shaylynn palmed Matao’s head, and pivoted her neck. She kissed him on the lips. She slowly turned around in his arms.
Matao wrapped his arms around Shaylynn’s waist; he backed them up off the terrace over to the king size bed. Matao spaced his face, he leaned his forehead against hers.
“I don’t won’t this to end between us.”
“Matao, don’t. I am here to escape reality, and in your arms I only feel ecstasy.”
Matao kissed Shaylynn on the forehead.
“I want more than this.”
“With two continents between us, I do not see that being possible.”
“Spend one year with me in Belarus, I give you my word I will take such good care of you. We will be, as you Americans say, an upstanding couple in society.”
Shaylynn looked up into Matao’s eyes.
Sincerity spoke so many volumes.
“That sounds so tempting.”
“Would you at least think about it?”
“Yes. For the time remaining. How about we fill up that huge Jacuzzi, uncork a bottle of champagne, and feast off chocolate drizzled strawberries.”
“You never seem to amaze me.”
“At least you will never be bored.”
Shaylynn stepped back and walked around Matao. She stopped at the door leading to the bathroom.
She unzipped her mini-dress from behind.
The dress dropped to her ankles.
She stepped out of it.
Matao’s eyes enlarged at Shaylynn’s red lacy thong.
Shaylynn pivoted her head.
He glanced down at her breasts. He looked down at the small rose tattoo to her side. He could not remember how many times his tongue has glided over one of the petals.
“Hey handsome.”
Matao looked up and caught Shaylynn’s eyes.
“Don’t forget to order the strawberries, and champagne.” She slowly licked her tongue over her lips, and walked into the bathroom.
Matao walked over to the telephone on the desk, lifted the receiver, and placed it up to his ear.
ONE HOUR LATER
Matao watched the water drops rolling down Shaylynn’s back, as she refilled his champagne glass, and then hers. She placed the bottle back inside the ice-bucket. She lifted his glass and handed it to him.
Shaylynn rested her back against Matao’s chest.
“Tell me more about yourself Matao.”
“I am an entrepreneur. My family’s art of passion is casinos, and real estate. My late father willed to me three casinos, in Belarus, and one in St. Petersburg, Russia I’m single, and no kids.”
“What does a big time handsome entrepreneur do when he is physically unfilled?”
“Woo an American beautiful ballerina into my bed for a night of passion.”
“What a very fortunate woman.”
Matao lifted a strawberry from out the Crystal bowl. He held it over Shaylynn’s mouth. She took a bite, and then he did.
Matao rotated Shaylynn’s chin, and kissed her lips.
The pureed strawberry made it inside her mouth.
Matao licked the excess from off Shaylynn’s lips. He lifted his glass, gulped down the rest of his champagne, and placed the glass on the rim of the stone tile surrounding the Jacuzzi platform.
“I had the concierge light a fireplace, care to join me in the bedroom.”
“I thought you’ll never ask.”
Shaylynn inched up while Matao stood.
Matao stood and descended the three steps surround the Jacuzzi. He grabbed a towel from off the towel bar and held it open for Shaylynn.
Shaylynn stood and then stepped out into the comforts of a fluffy towel.
Matao grabbed him one from off the towel bar and wrapped it around his midsection. He heard his telephone ringing.
“Excuse me.”
Matao hurried out the bathroom, and over to the lampstand. He relieved the ringing telephone. He placed the receiver up to his ear.
“Make this business quick.”
“I was wondering should we include Miss. Forrester on our return flight.”
Matao looked over at Shaylynn’s turned back.
Shaylynn unknotted her hair. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back, resting just below her waist.
“Hold off on a decision for now.”
Matao placed the telephone receiver back on the cradle.
Shaylynn turned to face Matao.
Water clung to the strains of his hirsute chest wall.
Shaylynn folded her hands over her chest and assessed Matao’s attributes.
His curly jet-black hair, was slicked back, his biceps and triceps bulged, her eyes dropped to the width of his chest, down to his hairy legs.
“You could drop the towel handsome.”
“Ladies first.”
Shaylynn unknotted the towel and let it drop to the floor.
Matao snatched his towel off and tossed it on a chair.
“Come here.”
Shaylynn did a fouettes and twirled across the room. Her presence landed her in front of Matao.
Matao pulled Shaylynn into his arms. He kissed her lips ever so slowly. He inched his face back.
“I have gotten used to this…you and me, touching you without any hindrance. What am I to do, knowing these moments will one day haunt my memory.”
“Matao…this is not easy for me. I feel this...us, this moment also.”
Matao lifted Shaylynn up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He laid her on top of the bedcover. He crawled over her.
“Look at me.”
Shaylynn looked up at him.
“Touch me.”
Shaylynn palmed Matao’s upper chest.
“No.”
He covered her hand and slid her palm down to his solid manhood.
“This will be lost without you. I love the woman’s whose pussy, my dick finds its way into.”
Why did his words always drip with honey she thought?
“If I spend one year in Belarus with you, will you always have this fervor for me.”
“You be the judge of that.”
Matao wrapped his hand around Shaylynn’s palm, and darted his manhood inside of her.
Shaylynn’s body tensed up.
Matao leaned downward and whispered, “Relax beautiful …it’s almost in.”
Shaylynn took a breath, and let her body go.
Matao kissed Shaylynn on the lips.
Shaylynn linked her arms around Matao’s neck, and lifted her pelvis; meeting the wrecking deep thrusts of his hard shaft trolling inside of her.
“Oh you feel so good.” He leaned his head down. “Let me be the only man whose loving you crave,” he whispered in her ear.
Matao thrust his dick harder inside Shaylynn’s pussy.
“Ma...oh… Matao.”
Shaylynn’s lips was helplessly to refuse the physical drug that fed her compulsion. She inched up and sucked Matao’s chest. She opened her legs wider.
Matao gripped the wrought-iron headboard.
“Fuck… make love to me.”
Matao withdrew his dick, and pierced her vaginal passage over and over again. Matao bobbed his head backwards.
“Oh…shit…Sh…Shaylynn.”
Matao dropped his head and licked over a breast. He suckled and twisted the nipple inside his mouth; his dick anchored deeper.
“Matao…oh baby.”
Matao’s pulled his manhood out. His tongue journeyed down to Shaylynn’s lower pelvis, he got on his stomach, and opened her legs. His tongue dove inside his pussy.
Shaylynn’s body convulsed.
Matao palmed Shaylynn’s upper thigh, and squeezed them behind the intensity of the firing pace of his tongue in and out of her.
Shaylynn’s upper body sprung off the bed. She palmed Matao’s head. Her head hit the pillow.
“Baby…stop...that is...Oh Matao.” Her body tingled all over. “Matao…make…make let me feel you inside of me.”
Matao got up, he crawled over Shaylynn and palmed his dick. He shot it back inside of her. He laid down on top of her, and cupped her derrière.
“Say…oh baby.”
Matao leaned his upper chest back, and licked over a breast. He incarcerated the nipple inside his mouth, and suckled it into oblivion.
Shaylynn’s body shuddered. She suckled Matao’s shoulder blade.
Matao’s bobbed his head back.
“I’m...oh shit.”
His ejaculation swarmed inside Shaylynn’s vaginal orifice.
“Fuck me...oh damn.”
Shaylynn continued to violently pump her pussy.
“Oh Mata...”
She bit into Matao’s skin and scratched his back. She pulled his body on hers, and uncontrollably climaxed.
“Ma…tao.”
She palmed his hard gluteus and pressed his body into hers. Her womanhood continued to quiver.
Matao and Shaylynn kissed. Her lips escaped to kiss over the reddish mark on his shoulder blade.
Matao rested his forehead against Shaylynn’s forehead.
“We are going to have to come to some form of agreement here. I’m feeling this, and the beautiful woman under me.”
Shaylynn held Matao tighter.
“Let me know when you have found one.”
“I see I’m falling for a vampire.”
“I’m sorry; I do not know what came over me.”
She rubbed her palms up and down his back
“A dick in your pussy perhaps.”
Shaylynn laughed.
Matao inched his face back and kissed Shaylynn on the tip of her nose.
“Spend the night with me.”
“I think I could arrange that. Shoot, I have to stop at my hotel to get some clothes.”
“You won’t need any.”
“This sleepover, does entitle me to a meal, a moonlight beach walk, and then gambling, right.”
“As a matter of fact, yes. I have to see this special gift you have in person, but first, let me finish making love to my woman.”
“You have my permission.
Matao and Shaylynn made love until both were physically exhausted.
Both talked about their upbringing, fears and greatest challenges until sleep consumed the two
PREDAWN HOURS
Shaylynn felt the gentleness of a palm sliding down her shoulder blade.
Matao leaned forward and kissed the back of Shaylynn’s ear.
“Shaylynn.”
“Umm hum.”
“Baby, are you up?”
“Yes.”
Shaylynn turned over on her back. She touched Matao’s chin.
“Couldn’t sleep.”
“No.”
“Here come here.”
Matao laid on Shaylynn’s chest. She rubbed the back of his head.
“I love you Shaylynn.”
Matao yawned. His eyes slowly drooped. He went back to sleep, in Shaylynn’s arm.
Both woke up at the crack of dawn and made love.
“Say you need only me.”
Matao ejaculated inside her wet pussy.
Shaylynn discontinued moving. Her vaginal muscles massaged the harden dick inside of her.
“I could never tire of being inside of you.”
Shaylynn hugged Matao to her chest.
“Who would want you too?”
Shaylynn kissed Matao on his bottom lip.
Matao withdrew, and rolled over onto his back. He situated the covers over them, and hugged Shaylynn to his chest.
“Your flight has been confirmed on my jet.”
Shaylynn yawned and snuggled closer to Matao.
“All right.”
Matao kissed Shaylynn’s forehead, both drifted back to sleep.
THE NEXT MORNING
“Thank you for helping me win over seven hundred thousand dollars.”
He slid her half of the winnings to her.
“No thank you.” She slid the money back over to him. “I really had fun last night.”
“I really had a nice time throughout the night.”
Shaylynn blushed.
“Your gift is…”
“My gift is not anything to build a future upon.”
Matao scooted the money aside.
“You’re not thinking of a way to end this are you? Your gift, yes let’s admit it’s amazing, but to be truthful, I am in love with the person. The only woman who has my heart at her disposal.”
Shaylynn leaned over and stroked the top of Matao’s hand.
“Do you really mean that?”
“Yes.”
“Good, then my surprise would be to your liking.”
“Woo slow down woman, what surprise?”
“I promise it will not hurt you; actually wherever we end up, may beneficial for us both.”
Matao smiled.
“Benefit us?”
“Yes.”
“Whatever it is, my bodyguards will be inches from us.”
“I had them in mind also.”
“Now you have me on the fence.”
“And later in your bed, so you better eat up, our day is planned.”
Matao looked over at Shaylynn spooning into her grapefruit.
He lifted the paper, and began to read it.
HOTEL DE PARIS-MONTE CARLO
William Churchill Presidential Suite
Kincaid slipped his keycard into the unlocking mechanism. He lifted the keycard and pulled the door handle down. He opened the door and stepped aside.
Bruiser, Madman, Geoffrey, and then Kincaid entered the hotel suite.
Kincaid positioned his suitcase near the door.
“Would you like me to look around sir?”
Kincaid looked around his hotel presidential suite.
“Yes, I do not trust my general welfare in Monte Carlo, only to hotel security, and I refuse to have a recurrence of last year’s fiasco. You three are to protect, my fiancée, and my presence to the uttermost.”
“Yes sir,” all three men replied.
Bruiser walked into the living area of the hotel suite. He checked each and every room.
“Sir,” Bruiser hollered out.
All three men rush back the bedroom suite and entered.
Kincaid looked down the shopping bags on the carpet.
Several shoe boxes, and several simply lingerie pieces laid on the bedcover.
Kincaid smiled to himself.
“Everything is moving in the right direction. If I am needed, please call. Geoffrey, I need for you to remain behind.”
“Yes sir.”
Kincaid’s two bodyguards turned and walked out the bedroom.
Several seconds later, both heard the door open, and then close.
“Geoffrey, has someone canceled the block for Miss. Forrester, to participate in all gambling establishments.”
“Yes sir that has been addressed and taken care of days ago. I have also been given word; yes Bethany and Fernandez will be here, along with Roth and Mr. Bartilini.” Geoffrey cleared his throat. “It has also been brought to my attention Matao will be here in Monaco.”
Kincaid palmed his chin down.
“I need everyone to keep a very close eye on my fiancée, during this stay, wherever she goes, she is to be followed.”
“Sir, as we speak she is being shadowed.”
Kincaid patted Geoffrey on the back.
“Good, then you may relax, until this evening.”
“Yes sir.”
Geoffrey turned and walked out the bedroom. He walked through the foyer, opened the door, and walked out Kincaid’ hotel suite. He pulled the door close.
Kincaid removed his traveling clothes, and walked into the bathroom.
POLE POSITION MOPED RENTAL
Monte Carlo, Monaca
“Shaylynn, my men or me, have never rode a moped, I’m usually chauffeured.”
“Baby this is Monaco, live a little, and the hotel was gracious enough to pack this intimate picnic basket for everyone included; please want you oblige.”
Matao looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes.
“That year in Belarus is on the forefront radar.”
Shaylynn leaned up and kissed Matao on the lips. She stroked his cheek.
“Yes it is.”
Shaylynn handed Matao a helmet.
Matao looked down at his moped. His men waited on his commend to get on theirs.
Matao placed the helmet on his head, and got on the moped.
“Just follow me, and go slow, I’m not in a rush.”
“Just remember Belarus.”
“I will.”
Matao and his five bodyguards followed Shaylynn.
Copyright©SKC-2021
Published 19th Oct 2021
Author's Note
Just a chapter ripped from the pages of one of my many published novels
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