Prince Of Temptation

Part 13

Chris stood at the window as lightning ripped apart the sky.  Fat raindrops slid down the glass as the lights flickered.  Sighing heavily he went back to the big oak desk that Father had taken out of storage.  He had insisted that he wasn't going to be staying on but Father had wanted to make sure he had an office for when he was there.  It felt pretty good to sit behind the desk, knowing that he could stop the tour grind if he wanted to.  Record when he felt like it and play for the love of it instead of feeling forced.  He had already taken steps to back off the drug trade and now he had his own office. 

"  Are you ever going to come out of there? "   Bella stuck her head in as she knocked on the door.

"  Eventually.  Come in and make yourself a drink. "   He smiled devilishly at her.

"  You work to hard. "   Bella said as she went to the small bar to make each of them a stiff drink.

Chris arched an eyebrow at her as she came to him, handing him the drink.  He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his lap.  She nuzzled his neck and stroked his leg.  He took a drink and pressed his cold lips to her shoulder.  She in turn pressed her ass into his lap, purring softly.  She was wearing black slip dress and nothing else.  Chris on the other hand was wearing a button up shirt under a black jacket with a dark belt and black jeans. 

  There was a soft knock at the door. " Can I talk to you? "   Remington was in the doorway, looking pale and skittish.

"  I was wondering when you were going to come back. "  Chris looked amused as he gestured to the empty couch.

"  Em's picking up Seb at the airport and I thought that maybe I could ask you for a small favor. " 

"  Your needs are never small. "   Chris smirked.  " Or have you forgotten. " 

"  Should I go? "  Bella tried to move off Chris's lap only to have him hold her in place with one arm. 

" No.  I think this could get interesting, Assuming you know each other?

"  Of course we do. "   Bella blushed.  She had had a crush on Remington for a while.  He had never made an advance but she knew he watched her sometimes. 

"  Hey Bella. "    Remington went to the big black and silver couch. Perching on the edge he ran a shaky hand though his spiky blond hair. 

"  So what can I do for you? "   Chris sipped his drink before setting the glass on the desk. He then began to rub Bella's legs. 

"  I need a little pick me up.  Not much, just a little bump and I swear I am good for it this time. I have cash. "    Rem went for his wallet.

"  Who says I can even help you?  I'm out of the trade so to speak. "   His hand slid up around Bella's waist, brushing the underside of her her breasts. 

"  Oh come on.  I know you got something. "   Rem's eyes were glued to Chris's hands. 

Bella felt strangely turned on at the feel of Chris's fingers teasing her full breasts under the thin fabric.  Was he doing it to toy with Remington?  Whatever he was up to she was feeling it hard. She let her hand fall between Chris's legs and felt him stir as she rubbed him. 

"  How bad do you want it? "   Chris smirked at Remington, loving the way he squirmed on the couch. 

"  Please.  I will do whatever you want. You know I am good for it. "  

"  You got the cops called on me when I was entertaining Maggie.  She was so tight and wet and you ruined it and you almost got me busted.  Now your in my office begging me to give you more? "