The Painted Lady

Mr. Levy Ryder

"Ahhhh!" The girl screamed as she rode me like my fastest steed. I held her waist, gently running a palm against her thin body as she swayed. This was my best view. Being under a noisy whore as she screamed my name. 

"What's my name?"

"Ryder" she barked on command.

"Say it again" I gripped the scalp of her crown.

"Ryder!" she gasped again, reaching her climax before colasping in my arms. She pressed her cheek against my chest, kissing it tenderly, as if I was the most important man in the world.
I mean she better; I payed her enough.

"It seems your name is befitting Mr Ryder." She bit her lip, thinking she was so clever for the play on words. I chuckled, lighting a cigarette as she moved lower to engulf my manhood.

"Ayeee!! Gentle girl!" I cursed, holding her head steady.  She found a rhythm before popping out. "I missed you Ryder! You don't visit me no more!" One of her brown curls fell against my leg.

"I've been busy. I told you. My business has been taking off  and SHI***" I yelled as she went deeper. I closed my eyes, leading her head as she continued.

"Let me go Belle" I try to pull her away. I had an important meeting to attend.

"Not yet." She whispered, "Let me remind you why I'm your best gal Ryder"

"Belle! geesh!!" I cursed before exploding in her mouth. She swallows and wipes her lips before kissing my chest. Belle was always one for cuddles and kisses. I was a man who hated them.

I pull on my pants and fish out another 50 dollar bill to tip her.
"Here."She beamed at my hefty tip and smiled.

"You are too kind Ryder." I kissed her shoulder, staring into her beautiful green eyes.

"I always love my vistits to Vista Bay." I bragged. She started to dress, sneakily bending on her knees in an effort to tempt me. I pulled her up by the chin, lifting her by the waist and carrying her across the room before dropping her against the soft bed cushions.

"Stop that girl or I'll never go"

"Maybe I don't want you to go?" She said matter of factly, pulling my belt buckle undone. I chuckled, clasping them back and moving away.

"I gotta go. I have a meeting at the restaurant" I announced, grabbing my jacket.

"Come back and visit me. Okay?"

"I don't commit to promises." I reply, quickly ending the suggestion. I enjoyed me some Belle, but hated when she became too demanding. I had a 4 day streak with a woman before I lost interest. Belle was actually the longest girl that had kept my attention.

I would see her when I see her.

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Third person POV

Mr. Divine cleaned the rim of the last plate before inspecting it again for perfection. He needed to make sure the food was without flaw before bringing it to Mr. Ryder.

Mr. Divine had been anticipating his arrival for months and today was finally the day.
Mr Ryder was just beyond the doors.

Mr. Ryder was the sole proprietor of the Home Sweet Home restaurant and because of him, Mr. Divine had been able to open this restaurant. There were rumors his money wasn't clean but Mr. Divine didn't cares for specifics. He was forever indebted to him; it also helped that he owned 96% if the building.

"You tasted it?" Mr. Divine barked.

"Three times Mr. divine! it taste good!" The burly chef sighed with frustration.