The Love Of Money - Episode 137
29-07-25 (07:49)
Ashlee finally let me go and dropped to the ground,
backing off to look up at me. "Hiiil"
"Hey Ashlee," I said with a smile. From what I'd seen
she was a snake, but if her enthusiasm of seeing me
wasn't genuine, then I had to give her props for being a
good actress. It was hard to not feel things when she
was so good at hyping me up. "Did you have an okay
time getting here?"
"It was alright," Ashlee said, playing with her hair.
"Though I did just get roughed up a little." She glanced
at Chloe.
"Apologies, ma'am," Chloe sald. "Part of the job. I'm
sure you understand." Then she looked at me and said,
"Since Miss VanCamp is on board, I'll go ahead and let
Ryan know we're ready."
"Sounds good," said and watched as she walked away.
Ashlee drew my attention by slipping her arms around
my waist and drawing close, looking up at me with a
beautiful smile. "So, that's one of your security guards?"
"Head of security," I said, looking down at her, "And my
bodyguard."
"Head of security? Wow." Ashlee glanced at Chloe
before she disappeared through the door. "She's really
pretty for a bodyguard."
"You got that right," Erin said as she walked through the
doorway on the other end. "It seems Marcus has an
eye for lovely women."
Ashlee eyed my assistant, and I could feel her arms
tense around my waist. "Hey, Erin. I didn't know you'd
be here.
"Fraid so," Erin said. "It's what I get paid the big bucks
for."
That sounded like the perfect time to bring up the
others. "Um... speaking of, we have a couple more
guests on board."
Ashlee looked up at me and blinked. "Other guests?"
"Yeah," I said, scratching the back of my head as I
braced myself for an explosion. "My sister decided she
wanted to tag along. We got our wires crossed, and I
found her here on the plane. I didn't want to send her
packing. She seemed so excited."
"Oh," Ashlee said, some of the tension in her arms
draining away, "Emily, right? No, that shouldn't be a
problem. I enjoyed meeting her last time. She'll be
good company when we go shopping!"
I envisioned Emily and Ashlee in a boutique talking
about me and making plans, I hated that idea
thoroughly.
"Well," I said. "It's not just that.."
"Emily brought a friend with her," Erin interjected. I
glanced at her, but her attention was focused on
Ashlee. "One of her theater friends, actually. She looked
at me and said, "I'm so sorry about the mixup, Mr.
Upton. I don't know how we got our wires so crossed."
"Jesus, Erin," Ashlee snickered. "Could you try to be
worse at your job?
"Hey!" I said, my attention snapping back to Ashlee.
"Erin's been a great assistant. I'd appreciate it if you left
the criticism to me."
Ashlee looked taken aback, and didn't immediately
know how to respond. The look of shock slowly faded
into a frown, and I thought she was about to unleash a
tirade of insults or start flipping tables. Then her small
frown slowly crept into a smile and she pulled herself
tighter Into me. "Okay, Marcus," she said. I can do that.
I'm sorry if I overstepped." Her voice was syrupy sweet
as she apologized to me, but also noted that she hadn't
addressed any sort of apology to Erin. I was about to
say something, but she slipped an arm around my neck
and pulled me down for a kiss. Not Just any kiss, but a
toe-curling volcanic kiss. I ended up wrestling with her
tongue before she ended it by sucking on my lip before
pulling away. She let go of my neck and nuzzled into
my chest, but I didn't miss the look she gave Erin. My
assistant simply raised an eyebrow as she stared back
at her former college classmate. sending the message
that she wasn't very impressed.
"So, you guys better find your seats," Erin said, moving
on from the little show of disrespect, "and I'll make sure
Emily and her friend are comfy."
Erin left us alone and I found a small sitting room with
a couch for Ashlee and me to sit in, which included a
couple of chairs for
strapping into in case of emergencies. I expected her to
sit next to me, but as soon as I sat down, Ashlee
dropped in my lap, her legs sitting across mine as she
draped one arm around my shoulders.
"Sooo," she said, as she reached up and ran her fingers
through my hair. Her blouse fell away from her chest
enough to give me a lovely view of the top slopes of
her breasts, and she smiled when she caught me
staring. "What's in Vegas?"
I looked up into her green eyes and smiled back at her,
already regretting my decision to invite her. Of course,
she was smoking hot, but her little princess routine was
already starting to grate on me a little, and I was
starting to wonder just how long I could put up with it.
At least I wouldn't have felt like I was putting on a
front with Natashya.
"Casinos," I said.
She rolled her eyes. "I know that, silly. I meant for us."
I shrugged. "I just wanted to get away for a few days
and thought you might be interested."
"Why me?"
She was fishing for compliments, so I decided to
indulge her. "Honestly, I'm tired of all the teasing. I
wanted to get you away from all the distractions...
maybe take you out... see what happens."
The fingers in my hair traced down my face, fingers
drifting over my clean-shaven skin. "And what do you
want to happen?"
The annoyance and frustration I felt started to fade as
she gave me those bedroom eyes of hers, and I found
that familiar tingle in my crotch that let me know my
cock would be stirring soon. Ashlee could switch from
spoiled brat to siren in a heartbeat, and it was a little
disorienting.
"You know exactly what want to happen," I said, my
voice pitched lower as she brought her face close to
mine to the point our noses almost touched. "I want
you to taste me," I continued. "Then I want to eat you
out and make out with you while you taste yourself on
my tongue."
"Mmm..." Ashlee murmured. "That sounds nice. Would
you put that big cock inside me while we kissed?"
"Gladly," I said, my feigned interest feeling more and
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