The Party

SKYLAR POV

A limo was waiting for us at the hotel entrance as soon as we left the room, Xander opened the door for me and helped me get in.

I smiled at the fact that he held my purse while I got in.

For a moment, I was scared about our arrangement but what's the worst that could happen?

Lose my job? I'd go back to the burger joint and it would be like this had never happened.

"What are you thinking about?" Xander asked as he poured champagne into a glass and handed it to me.

Then he did the same with another and brought the bubbly golden liquid to his lips.

The consequences of our deal, I told him honestly—You wouldn't lose anything, but I...

"You neither, Sky," Xander said, placing his glass back on the coaster.

"I know how to differentiate between professionalism and personal.

If things go wrong, I'll give you another job, far from my office, and you won't have to see me. Understand?" He said, sitting closer to me.

"I like the way you call my name,"

"It sounds extremely good in your mouth," I whispered, caressing his leg.

Then I'll call you Sky when we're not working, he whispered near my mouth.

I want to eat your mouth, Sky, he whispered, but if you kiss me, I'll end up taking off that dress, and I don't want that yet.

" But I can do other things," I whispered as I kissed his neck.

He mentioned his mouth, but he didn't mention anything about his neck.

I slowly moved up to his ear, where I grabbed his earlobe with my teeth.

I kissed and sucked lightly on his neck, and when I made my way down to the neckline of his shirt, he stopped me.

He grabbed my arms, just like he had this morning in the car, and pushed my body until my back was pressed against the seat.

With his other hand, he began caressing my silhouette, and when he reached my breasts, he smiled before moving down to my ear.

"Have you noticed how your nipples are showing in this dress?" He asked in my ear as he caught one through the fabric.

"They look so tempting and you just behaved so badly, Sky" he whispered

I'll have to teach you that those nipples are only mine."

He slowly moved down my neck to the neckline of my dress, pulled down the fabric, and squeezed them with both hands.

A shiver ran through my body, and I moaned.

He gripped them harder, twisting them between his fingers and I moaned again.

He then brought one of them to his lips and began to trace its path with gentle circles while, with his other hand, he caressed and squeezed my other breast.

A few minutes later, he lifted his mouth from my nipple and looked down at me, before sharply slapping both of them with his hand, leaving them aroused.

The sound of the brakes echoed through the back of the limo, and I knew we had arrived.

My clit was throbbing, and my pussy was a wet; it had been better, much better than in my dream.

Keep them; I'm not done with them yet, he said and brought his hand to his cock, rejusting the bulge that had appeared there.

As he put the fabric up, the touch of it stung a little, and I remembered his words: I'll have to teach you that those nipples are only mine.

He had done that all night long so I would remember his touch, that if I misbehaved, I would be punished.

I want you to hold my arm and introduce yourself as my partner, he said.

Don't call me Mr. Jenkin, call me by my first name, he said, and caressed my neck.

Behave yourself, Sky, and I will reward you tonight.

Behave yourself, Mr. Jenkin, and I'll make this the best night of your life—I whispered to him, and he smiled as he opened the door, not without checking that my breasts were hidden and that no one could see what was his.

As the doors opened, multiple flashes of cameras and microphones blocked our path.

People murmured as we walked down the red carpet, Xander stopped to talk to a reporter, and I stood next to him.

He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me against his body.

"Who is your companion tonight, Mr. Jenkin?" A reporter asked.

"Skylar Stallion" Xander stated and smiled at me.

"Have you heard about the scandal at your partner Smith's company?

How does this affect your company's revenue?"

Xander sidestepped the questions he didn't want to answer, and then we moved on to the photo shoot.

A few photos later, we entered the hall, where the atmosphere was more relaxed.

It was also full of older people who were filthy rich.

Xander looked at me with blazing eyes.

"Don't leave my side, Sky," he whispered, his arm wrapping around mine.

I'd never been anywhere like this before, and I wasn't going to run out to meet new people.

I planned to stay with him all night, and if he meant flirting a little, I'd be happy to.

I couldn't wait to get to the hotel.

It had been so long since I'd been with anyone, that the thought of spending the whole night on top of Xander cock was tempting.

"I wasn't planning on doing it,"

"Not at any point tonight, Xander," I whispered.

A big smile spread across his face.

We walked over to a table where people were already seated.

There were only two spots left, and they were ours.

As we sat down, everyone nodded to Xander, while I nodded a little shyly.

"Who's the new baby, Xander?" a man asked.

Skylar, he stated, sitting next to me—My partner.

"I'm so glad you've finally settled down, kid," said a woman next to him.

Everyone was chatting casually as if they'd known each other forever, and I honestly zoned out a bit while I ate.

I didn't know anyone, and it's not like they had any particular interest in me.

I was listening to the music when a hand slid into my dress through the slit in my leg.

Xander didn't seem to be very amused by the conversation, as they talked about business and associates.

He slipped his hand into my panties and began rubbing circles on my clit, I continued eating as if nothing was happening.

At one point, Xander looked at my face to see if am about to cum and he smiled.

He continued stroking my pussy until he felt I was about to cum, he noticed and stopped.

He grabbed my thigh and squeezed the bruise.

"You're not going to cum here," he whispered in my ear.

No one at the table was paying attention to us or what was happening.

"I was checking to make sure you were wet enough," he whispered in my ear.

"I see you always are," he said, caressing my leg.

Hours passed, and after an auction and several other activities, the event ended.

People finally turned their attention to Xander and me when he announced in his speech that I was his girlfriend.

It was clear he had taken the idea that it would just be him and me seriously.

Many people approached us to congratulate us, but I wanted to leave right away, and so did he.

We were walking toward the limo when he draped his jacket over my shoulders, something the paparazzi didn't miss.

Afterward, he placed a kiss on my cheek and put his arm around my shoulders.

We walked toward the limo, and when we got in, he unbuttoned his shirt a bit and poured two more glasses of champagne.

Here, he said, handing me the glass.

I drank it in one gulp and placed it on the armrest, I’ve been thinking about this fucking dress all night.

He said, untying his necktie and tying it around my neck.