King of New York (5 page)

Tonight she
decides that her mind will be solely fixated on Sebastian and his incredible
sex appeal. Dessert is already being served and then there will only be one
more thing for them to dine on.

But before they
could dine on one another, Sierra’s nose starts to bleed from the heat of the
kitchen. Sebastian grabs a tissue and cleans up the blood that has dripped onto
her top, before offering her his shirt. Standing in his living area, she takes
off her top and puts his shirt on. He stands and looks at her with desire and
lust in his eyes. Slowly, he walks over to her and kisses her passionately.
Then he gently carries her to his bedroom and closes the door.

He lets her down
and she walks backwards allowing him to take her all in. She removes her
clothing and allows the moon to focus its glare on her naked body. Her skin
looks like silk, her small breasts perky, with a slim waist and flat stomach.
She is not voluptuous, but has enough curves for a slim woman.

He exhales
slowly. “Wow, you are beautiful, Sierra.”

She feels shy
under his gaze. “Thank you,” she says, as she tries to take her eyes off his
passionate emerald gaze. The moment is exquisite as he rushes forward and
kisses the lipstick off her lips. She senses that he is infatuated by the touch
of her lips as he pulls back and stares hungrily at her.

“I’ve never been
so haunted by the touch and kiss of a woman like I am today. I need you,
Sierra. I want to make sweet love to you,” he says softly.

Slowly, he gets on his
knees. His green gaze entices her as he looks deep into her brown eyes. Before
she can beg him to kiss her body, he gently takes her in his mouth. She moans
with pleasure and she can tell that she turns him on.

“Oh, baby, this feels so
good,” she whimpers.

He goes deeper and she
moans softly just the way she thinks he wants to hear. He continues to pleasure
her with his mouth on her femininity. Slowly and gently he circles her
clitoris, and it drives her wild. With every moan she makes she feels his
tongue going deeper. Her moans are soft and sweet, tainted with passionate
lust.

“Do you like
what I do to you, Sierra? Does it feel good, my love?” he gently whispers.

“Yes, yes,
Sebastian, it feels so good.”

Her voice is strained
with gasps of pleasure as she beckons him to get up and continue to touch and
kiss her passionately.

As he carries on slowly
and passionately pleasuring her, she stops him. She doesn’t say a word, but
slowly begins to kiss his body. Her breath is fiery on his skin as she burns
him with desire. Sebastian’s moans are thunderous. He carefully sweeps her off
her feet and gently lays her on top of the soft sheets of his king-size bed.

She beckons him
to get on top of her, as she tears open a condom cover. He gently lays his
sculpted body on top of her feminine frame. They smile at one another
seductively and she skilfully places him on his back as they kiss hurriedly.

Without further
hesitation, she slowly tries to take him inside her. She feels every muscle in
her body awaken with desire and pain.

“Ah,” she moans
softly, as she gently begins to ride him into her womanhood. The pain of his
manhood pierces her vagina.

“Umm, Sierra,
you are extremely tight.” His voice is deep and filled with lust.

“I know, it
hurts, but it feels so good,” she says.

The pain of his manhood
tearing her walls feels strangely beautiful for Sierra and warm tears flood her
eyes. She moans in sweet anguish as he holds and stares at her lovingly.

“Do you want me to stop,
baby?” he asks, as he softly holds her fingers in his.

She knows that Sebastian
does not want to hurt her. “No baby, don’t,” and she urges him to go slowly
inside her. Her body convulses from the size of his manhood. He kisses her neck
to ease her pain. The look in his eyes makes her forget the blissful torture
her womanhood feels from his manhood.

“Ahh, Sebastian,
please take it slow, baby, it hurts. Please take it slow,” she whispers softly
as he fills her up, caressing her fingers between his.

“I’m sorry,
babe,” he says, softly kissing her lips. “I just want to go deep and make the
sweetest love to you.”

She moans gently
and he groans loudly. Slowly, she pushes him further inside her. He is big and
long and she lets out a scream of painful pleasure. Sebastian gently grabs her
waist as he fights to fully fit inside her tightness.

“You feel so
good, Sierra,” he groans softly.

Finally she is
able to fit him inside her. As he begins to stroke her inside, she moans in
pain and he stops. The sweet pain in her voice echoes within the room as she
looks at him, staring lovingly at her, waiting for her body to relieve itself
of the blissful pain of lovemaking. He softly kisses her lips, then her neck.

“Sorry about the
pain, beautiful.” He is so sweet and gentle she thinks to herself, loving the
fact that he caters to her every need and makes her feel special.

Knowing that her
body would rather take his pain than wait a second longer, she bites his lips
and gently pulls his hair.

“Sebastian, I am so wet, I just want you to take me now.
Please, baby, please don’t stop.” There is a need in her voice for him, and
within this moment she hears herself and knows that she cannot resist the
irresistible Sebastian Benoit. She needs to feel his gentle pain, his passion
and the sweet pleasure she knows he can give her. She wants to feel what she
has never felt before as she watches his green eyes darken with lust.

“Are you sure this is what you want, my love? Earlier you
were hurting and I don’t want to hurt you, Sierra
. It feels like
you’ve never done this before; you’re far too tight, just like a virgin.”

She
doesn’t say anything about the virgin comment.

“Yes, I’m sure that I want you inside of me right this
minute, right now. Please take me, Sebastian. Make love to me, baby,” she whimpers
softly.

“I’ll make love to you all night long, my love.”

Her brown eyes darken to an almost black shade as he takes a
lone finger and touches her nipples softly.

“Ahh, baby,” she moans softly.

His green eyes are filled with need and lust. She is hypnotised
by the look on his face. He smiles seductively as she arches her body and
begins to ride
him slowly. Her screams of pain and pleasure fill the room as he makes sweet
passionate love to her. Slowly he enters in and out of her, making her feel
every inch of him. She whimpers with desire as he makes sweet love to her
womanhood. He fastens the pace a little.

She matches his
stride by taking charge and riding him till he grabs her waist and begs her to
continue as he growls roughly while biting his lips.

“You like that,
bad boy?” she says softly.

“Oh, you bet I
do, bad girl. I want you so badly.”

The passionate heat of
their lovemaking causes her nose to bleed again. He gently wipes the blood away
with a tissue, as he takes her on multiple highs.

The bed is
slightly stained
with blood, but Sebastian doesn’t notice as he
continues
to make himself known inside her walls of pleasure.

They make
passionate love throughout the night until she leaves.

She now feels
like a woman.

****

Although Sebastian was a passionate
lover, Sierra now wants more. She wants a lover that will make her feel things
she did not think possible. Furthermore, Sebastian is too much of a nice guy,
and she hates the way he suffocates her with calls, wanting to see her again.
She wants a bad boy who will show her passion beyond her comprehension, and
that’s not going to be Sebastian. So she decides to block all his calls and cut
all ties with him as her phone rings with a call from him.

However his eyes
and smile still haunt her and makes her think about him from time to time.

CHAPTER 4

During the next few days that
follow after she had sex with Sebastian, Sierra wonders what to do with her
life now that she has her Master’s degree. She feels the urge to broaden her
horizons and possibly leave England and venture into another country to achieve
the best that she possibly can. Her father has many connections with the bosses
of a lot of the top companies across the globe, but she does not want her father’s
help. She wants to achieve everything on her own without the help of a man. She
wants to be an independent woman, not a trust fund young lady living off her
parents’ wealth like all her friends do, even though she also has a trust fund
from her parents.

She has always
liked the glitz and glamour of New York and feels that she would fit in
perfectly with New York’s elite. Furthermore, she loves fashion and New York is
the fashion capital of the world. With so many opportunities in America for
someone like her with money and good looks, the Big Apple attracts her. She
definitely wants to start her own business somewhere in the future and she thinks
that New York could be a great starting point.

While lying on
her bed, she decides that she will go to New York!

Firstly, she
needs a quick holiday before she ventures to the States. But most importantly,
she needs to let her family know and is a little sceptical of how they will
take the news. Especially her father, who loves his daughter very much, and
will miss her dearly when she’s gone thousands of miles away.

Finally, she
decides to get up from her daydream, get a shower and go meet the most
important man in her life.

Sierra’s nerves
eats away at her, the closer she gets to her father’s office.

Vincent Malcolm
is a man of tall build and slim frame. Unlike his wife and children, who like
to tan, Vincent is very white indeed with grey and blonde hair. His skin is
very pale as he is hardly ever in the sun, but he always looks sharp in his grey
suits – grey being his favourite colour.

Her father gets
up and walks towards her with arms opened wide and a big smile on his face at
the sight of his only daughter walking into his office. He’s elated to see his
daughter, and his eagerness to know what has been happening in her life is
clear to see.

“My darling
daughter, how’s daddy’s favourite little girl doing this beautiful Friday
afternoon?” he asks.

“Aww, Daddy, I’m
fine, I’ve missed you so much,” she replies, with a kiss to his cheeks, before
taking a seat.

They engage in
conversations about her graduation and how well her older brothers are doing
financially. However, Sierra is uneasy around the old man. She knows that he is
always able to read his children and she sees that he senses something worrying
her. He was always good at reading her expressions and he tries his best to
understand her most out of all his three children.

She is worried
at the revelation she is about to make to her father. He asks her about the
problem that bothers her. But before she can tell him, she has to sweet talk
him and tell him how he is the best father in the world, so on and so forth. The
old man laughs at his daughter’s childish ways and urges her to speak her mind.

“Come on,
darling, tell me what bothers you.”

Sierra finally
summons up the courage to tell her father the truth about her plans to move to
New York to try to build her own fortune rather than always being dependent on
her parents. She tells her father she loves him and her mother and older
brothers dearly, but she feels that there is a wider world out there for her to
explore and she feels such a place is New York City.

Sierra sees that her father is clearly saddened by her
decision, but he must realise that Sierra is just like him. She knows that her
determination to get what she wants in life, her drive and willpower to achieve
the goals she sets for herself is extremely admirable to the old man.

Just as she had known, he applauds her drive and
self-confidence to leave all that she knows and loves to embark on an unknown
journey. He gives her his blessing and gently kisses her on her forehead and
then proceeds to write her a cheque for half a million pounds to get her
settled in the Big Apple. She refuses the money and tells him to save it for
himself, in case of a rainy day.

The old man
stands up and stares at his youngest child as if she is an enigma.

“I know times
have been hard, Daddy. You always put on a brave face for us, but I see the
worry in your eyes whenever you are in the office at home. Money is hard to
come by, so please keep this for yourself. I’m sure I can survive on my trust
fund till I get settled and find a job,” she replies, even though she doesn’t
want to be a trust fund kid, but she has no choice in the situation.

She gets up and puts
the cheque in his jacket pocket and goes up on tiptoes and kisses him ever so
gently on his forehead.

Tears of
admiration fill the eyes of Vincent Malcolm, but he does not allow the tears to
run.

“I love you, father.”

He kisses her
hand without saying a word. The moment is poignant and beautiful, as the rain falls
outside. The British weather is always unpredictable, but on this particular
day, at this particular time, the rain has a beautiful tone to it as father and
daughter hug in a warm embrace.