Rhea POV
I spend way too much time trying to get ready. I cannot figure out what to wear or how to do my makeup. He told me to wear a skirt. I pull a long white skirt out of the closet. A white skirt equals white panties. I place that on the bed. Why am I overthinking this? I think maybe a white bra and a white button-down blouse? I am being ridiculous.
I do not want to make myself late for dinner with Damien. It looks like I am going to be very late. I want to look different this time. All white it is. I will dress softer. I will do my makeup softer. I want to look like an angel.
I wonder what he meant by taking me to heaven. Well, I will look like an angel for my trip to heaven. It has been over an hour. I was supposed to already be done. I am going to be in so much trouble. Oh well, he can wait.
I leave my outfit on the bed and take a shower. I hear a noise in my room as I bathe myself. I will not be rushed. I step out and wrap a towel around my wet body. I take another towel and gently dry my long hair. I can hear Damien in my room. He can wait. I take my time putting on my makeup. I do the same with my hair. I pin it up neatly.
I open the door to the bathroom. Damien is pacing.
“Don’t like to wait, do you?” I ask.
He looks flustered. “I like to maintain order, Rhea,” he says sternly.
“I know. I would apologize, but I am not sorry. I want to look nice,” I say.
“Come here,” he says.
“Why?” I ask.
Damien pulls me into his arms. “I hate to be late,” he says.
“I just want to look beautiful,” I say. I kiss him and pull away to finish getting ready. He pulls me back into his arms. He kisses me hard.
“I am serious, Rhea. I hate being late,” he says.
“Well, then let me go so I can finish getting dressed,” I say.
“I will be waiting downstairs. We will discuss this after dinner,” he says.
Damien leaves in a huff. I Slip into my lace bra and panties. I can’t remember the last time I wore all white. I put my button-down blouse on first. I leave a few buttons open at the top. Just a little peek for Mr. Damien, no more. This will be a nice tease over dinner. I guide my skirt on and tuck in my shirt. I put on white flats.
I check myself in the mirror. Maybe I should wear my hair down. I am already late, and Damien is not happy about it. I will leave it pinned up. I take one more look in the mirror. I am happy with my all-white look.
I run down the stairs quickly. “Please stop running,” he commands.
“Good call,” I joke.
I don’t want to break something before I go to heaven. I rush into his arms. A night with Damien in Heaven. I cannot wait to see what tonight holds for us. Damien leads me to the car. I feel like an absolute princess. He opens the door on the black sedan for me.
“My lady,” he says.
I enter the car quickly but cautiously. Damien enters from the other side and closes the divider between us and our driver for the night. I wonder if he is planning to seduce me.
“Are you going to tell me where we are going?” I ask.
Damien looks at me with his devilish grin. “I did not want you to flip out earlier. We are going to a client gathering. Nothing formal or I would have told you in advance. By the way Saturday you will be required to attend a gala with me. This is a very informal meeting. There will be several clients there,” he says.
“Am I dressed okay?” I ask.
“You look heavenly,” he says.
“Tell me more about this gathering,” I say.
Damien reaches for two glasses and a bottle of wine. This man must have an endless supply of wine. He pours us each a glass. He hands me my glass and turns slightly to talk to me.
“There will be many of our clients there tonight. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, speak up. No one will try to discuss business tonight. They will want to meet you. They like to know who is handling their personal affairs,” he says.
“What about after the gathering?” I ask.
“That is when I will be taking you to heaven,” he says.
“I look forward to it,” I say.
The driver pulls into a mansion on the lake. It is extremely bright as we exit the car. I cannot believe all of the different types of lighting illuminating the place. Damien takes me by the hand and leads me into the mansion.
“Don’t be afraid, but I would prefer you did not leave my side,” he says.
“I won't,” I say.
There is no way in hell I am leaving his side with all of these people around. Damien has always been kind, but I do not know what a vampire might do to me under all the wrong circumstances.
He leads me around, introducing me to people. Everyone seems extremely nice. As we descend down the steps into the main area, Damien pulls me closer to him.
“Stay close,” he says.
“I can’t get any closer to you,” I say.
The music playing as people dance is beautiful. The slow yet powerful sound is inviting.
“Dance me with,” I say to Damien.
“I don’t think so,” Damien says.
As I turn from him, I almost run into a beast of a man. He is much taller than any man I have ever seen. His shoulders are broad. His hair is long. His fangs were openly exposed to me. I look up into his piercing eyes. He has eyes like emeralds. His face looks chiseled with a nice well-groomed beard. Woah!
“I am sorry. I am a bit on the clumsy side,” I say.
He reaches for my hand. “I am Soul,” he says.
“Soul,” I respond.
“Yes,” he speaks. His deep rumbling voice is intoxicating.
“Again, I am very sorry,” I say.
Damien pulls me back to him. He reaches to shake Soul’s hand.
“Soul, nice to see you as always. This is Rhea, the new negotiator,” he says.
“Well, then, she and I have much to discuss,” Soul says.
“Yes, you do. Just make an appointment,” Damien says sternly.
“Would the lady like to dance with me?” Soul asks.
“Yes, the lady would,” I respond.
Soul takes me into his arms, and we glide to the dance floor. I know Damien is not going to be happy, but I want to dance, and the music is intoxicating. I cannot help myself. I need this.
Souls leads me around the floor. “Damien does not look happy,” he remarks with a grin.
“He will be fine. I am supposed to get to know the clients tonight,” I say.
“Yes, you are. How well would you like to get to know me?” Soul asks.
“Woah there big boy, Not that well,” I say.
Soul laughs. The music begins to play slower.
“Maybe I should return you before Damien has a heart attack,” Soul suggest.
I glance over at Damien. He looks as if he is not exactly okay with my dance partner.
“That might be a good idea Mr.Soul,” I say.
“I will make an appointment to see you soon,” he says.
Soul walks me back to Damien.
“I am returning her unharmed,” he says jokingly.
Damien glares at me.
“I told you to stay close to me, Rhea,” he says sternly.
“I know but I wanted to dance and you did not. What was a girl to do when a handsome vampire offers to dance with her?” I ask.
“Say no,” he says.
“How could I with such enchanting music playing?” I ask.
“Try harder next time,” he says.
Damien continues leading me around, introducing me to other supernatural beings. My head is spinning talking to so many people. I am ready for this night to be over and to have my time alone with him.
Damien says his farewells to everyone with me on his arm. He leads me out of the grand ballroom and into the vestibule. This entire place is enchanting. Being here with him is like a fairy tale.
“Where are we going now?” I ask him.
He smiles. “I told you I was taking you to heaven tonight,” he responds.
“Right, you did,” I say.
He takes me by the hand and leads me to the car. He opens the door for me. I slide in. He follows behind me. He taps on the divider between us and the driver.
“Charles take us to the Jackson Blue,” he says.
He closes the divider and returns his focus to me.
“Tell me what Soul said to you when you were dancing with him,” he asks.
“He only said that you did not look happy. Are you jealous,” I ask.
He rubs my leg. “No I am not jealous. Well maybe a little,” he says.
“He was very intriguing,” I say.
“Soul, Has a way with human women. I guess would be the most delicate way to put it. You will see soon enough,” he says.
“Will I do his contracts?” I ask.
“Yes. It is very disturbing, to be perfectly honest,” he says.
“Well, if you were worried, then you should have danced with me,” I say.
Damien continues rubbing my leg as Charles drives us to the Jackson Blue. He slides his hand up under my dress but doesn’t go as far as I would like for him to go. He is such a tease. Maybe this is my payback for making him late.
I will play his game. I can be a tease to Mr. Alexander. I slide closer to him. I run my hand along the front of his shirt. I lean in and kiss his lips. Damien Alexander has the softest lips I have ever had the pleasure of kissing.
I take my hand and begin to rub him softly outside his pants as I continue kissing his lips. This man makes me crazy horny. I pull him close to me, kissing and biting at his lips. Damien was breathing hard as I rubbed him.
The driver stops the car and I stop rubbing him now that we are at our destination. See Mr. Alexander, I can be a tease too. I smiled at him as I exited the car from my side. I did not even give him the chance to open the door for me.
I bounce out and look at where I am. I have never been to the Jackson Blue before. Damien exits the car to catch up with me. I am already halfway to the water when he catches up to me.
“Leaving me behind?” he asks.
“I couldn’t wait,” I respond.
I continue walking toward the water. I have always wanted to come here. The water is clear. The moon is big and beautiful above us.
“I want to swim,” I say.
Damien shakes his head at me.
“I know how to swim,” I tell him.
“Okay, we can swim,” he says.
I begin taking off my clothes as I walk toward the water. When I reach the water’s edge I am naked, standing before him. I look back at him as I enter the water. I begin to play and skip through the water. Damien remains on the water’s edge watching me.
“Join me,” I say to him.
He begins undressing slowly, watching me swim naked in the beautiful clear water. He slowly enters the water with me. He swims out to me.
“I thought you were taking me to heaven tonight?” I ask.
“I am. I have us a room here overlooking the water. I thought we would have a night together here. Just the two of us with no interruptions,” he says.
“Oh, so no work tomorrow?” I ask.
“No. Just me and you here tonight and tomorrow night,” he says.
I wrap my legs around his body, pulling him close to me. I begin to kiss him. Damien is turned on by my boldness toward him. I want to please him.
“Fuck me here,” I demand.
As our naked bodies intertwined in the water, I could feel his large member entering me. Damien pulled me onto him and began thrusting into me as the waves pushed up against us.
“Harder,” I demand.
He pushes into me harder. My walls clenched around his hard member. My entire body is on fire for him. I want him deeper and harder. I moan as he pounds into me. I feel myself building to a climax. He stops.
“Let's get out of this water so I can fuck you properly,” he says.
I let my legs down as he exits my pussy. I am tingling wanting him. He walks ahead of me out of the water to the sandy water’s edge. He starts to redress. I stop in front of him and kneel down. I take his member into my mouth and begin sucking him.
I stop.”I want you to cum for me first,” I tell him.
I take him back into my mouth. I take him deep into my throat. Damien is rubbing the back of my head and moaning as I take him. He pulls out of my mouth. He joins me on the ground. He divides my legs and is inside me pounding me on the ground.
Damien pushes into me harder and harder. “Cum for me, Rhea,” he demands.
“Harder,” I moan.
Damien fucks me hard. I push up to meet him as I come. Damien kisses me as I come for him. “Fuck me again,” I moan.
“I plan to fuck you all night,” he says.
“Good,” I respond. My legs still shaking from my orgasm.
Damien lays inside me for a moment. I can feel how hard he still is. I push my body up, begging for more.
“Horny are we?” he asks.
“Very fuck me again,” I say.
He runs his hand along my leg, rubbing my outer thigh as he begins to fuck me more. He pushes into me. “Yes, please, more,” I say.
“My naughty girl,” he says.
“Yes fuck me harder,” I demand.
Damien does not disappoint he fucks me harder than before. He is taking my body to heaven as promised. My body tingles beneath his well-toned body.
“Drink from me as you fuck me,” I tell him.
He begins feeding on me as he thrust into my hot wet pussy. As he feeds on me, I begin to cum again. My walls pulsate around his massive member as he spills his seed into me.
“Is this heaven,” I asked jokingly.
“No, I am taking you there next,” he says.
Damien helps me to my feet. We dress and head back to the car. He grabs me as we approach the car. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me softly.
“I think I love you, Rhea,” he says.
I am stunned. I don’t answer him right away.
“You don’t have to say anything yet. Just know I am in love with you,” he says.
He leads me into the Jackson Blue hotel to get our room for the night. I wonder still what this heaven is he has planned for me.