The Playboy Is Mine

Chapter 18

Charlotte West

We went back to our suite. All the way to there, Joel was silently chuckling. Asshole. He seemed to be extra pleased with whatever was happening, his chuckles were sending me over the edge. I had planned to share a bed with him tonight but after this afternoon, there is no way I was going to share a room with that idiot. I freshened up, and laid on the bed. Thoughts drifting to fantasy land.

"Chloe babe, come out. I bought pizza" Joel knocked on my door. When did he go out?

I went to the bathroom, did my business. I then went to the bags I brought, and took out the thongs. I threw a robe over that then I quickly walked out because I was starving.

I sat, legs crossed, exposing my thighs to him. I was seductively running my fingers along my thighs.

"It's about time you came out. I thought you had committed suicide in there." Joel remarked. He still hadn't seen, nor what I wore, cause he had his back to me and he was pouring champagne into two glasses.. He's almost done though.

"Dinner is served babe" he said as he turned around, "holy shit" he said as he fully absorbed me. I smirked.

He sat on another chair far away from me.

Avoiding me are we bad boy?

He slowly sipped his champagne whilst holding onto my glass. If he's not going to give it, I'll take it. I walked to where he sat. He gulped audibly.

"Wha....at a..re..y..ou....do..ing..?"

"I came to get my glass since you didn't bring it to me love." I whispered to him, "Why? Do I make you nervous?"

"No" he gritted

"Good. Can I sit?"

"Su...ree.."

I sat down and he handed me over my glass. I slowly sipped my champagne. Joel sat still. If he would move one inch, he was bound to touch my exposed parts Serves him right for messing with me.. I churned down my drink and got off the chair. Joel sighed in relief.

Not for long darling, not for long.

I went to the table where he left the champagne. I undid the ribbon holding the robe together. This will be tones of fun.

"Joel" I called out without turning around

"Hmh"

"I need a hand over here"

"Okay." he came and I was sandwiched between his body and the table. My ass was directly on his dick.

"Chloe, you have already poured your drink" Joel pointed out

"Now that not the help I wanted." I turned and looked at him and held the undone robe, that's when he caught on the joke.

"So....." I trailed my fingers along his jawline. He tensed under my touch. I kissed his face, well except his lips. I deliberately avoided those. I knew if I dared, then I'd cave in. I left a trail of kisses down as I undid one button after another. He groaned, and lifted me up and placed my ass on the table. Alright Chloe, grow a pair. I attacked his mouth and my hand trailed down his open chest to his jeans. I slowly stroked his dick. He deepened the kiss and I knew if we didn't stop, we might take it to second base. I pushed him away, adjusted my robe and smirked

"Are you okay there babe?" I feigned ignorance.

"Wha? Ho? Chloe?" Joel stammered

"Cat caught your tongue babe?" I stroked his dick again.

"Chloe I swear I will....."

"You'll what tiger?"

"Fuck you. HARD" his veins bopped

"Nah-ah babe. The only way you'll be satisfied is if you go into your room, and take your closes off" I saw his eyes light up "and take a cold shower." I kissed his jeans where there was the dick budge and trotted to my room and locked

"Damn you Chloe" Joel hissed

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Joel Williams

After what happened last night, we made a truce. No more messing with each other. This morning, we had our breakfast in my room. We were both lazy to go out to the beach, so we laid down in my room. We watched movies, played games till Chloe drifted off to sleep. She tangled herself to me. Honestly, I had plans for this trip, and if I was to accomplish that, now would be the time. I carefully untangled her from me. She snuggled a pillow closer to her. I took a picture and went to the balcony. I called the one guy who would help me out

"Hey Joel. What's up?"

"Mark my man. Nothing much. Longtime"

"Long time indeed."

"Listen man, I need a favor."

"Anything for you. What do you need?"

"Jenna owns a spa and a hotel around Montage Laguna right?"

"Yes she does."

"Can I book he spa and he hotel tomorrow?"

"Hang on" he called his wife, Jenna

"Baby, Joel wants to talk to you" he said to her

"Okay." She took the phone "Joel hie. What's up?"

"Hey Jenna. I want to book your spa for a private session tomorrow"

"You want to get pampered?"

"No. it's not for me."

"Oh, it's a girl. Tell me tell me please." She squealed

"Alright. I will just not now. So can you arrange for that?"

"Yeah sure. I'll send you the details. I must make some calls first."

"Thanks Jenna. And I want to use the balcony of the top floor of your hotel"

"Alright, I will do all that"

"Thanks. Please let me talk to your husband"

"Joel my man, who got you so whipped like that?"

"I'll tell you later man. Please send me details of the best decorator around here. Oh, and I need a car, and a driver."

"Whipped" he said and laughed "I will do all that man. But Jenna and I need the whole story later."

"I know. Talk to you later." I hung up. I checked the time; it was a couple of minutes after six. I went to wake up the sleeping beauty.

"Cara Mia" I whispered into her ear, she groaned

"Wake up princess"

"Go away" she mumbled and snuggled her pillow closer.

"Wake up Cara, I want to take you to dinner"

"Italian?" I chuckled

"If that's what you want, but you have to wake up first Cara" she opened her eyes and smiled.

"Hurry up Cara. Let's go and eat, so that you can have enough rest. You will need the energy tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Why?"

"Patience Cara. Let's go"

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