Rendezvous at Silver Lining

Monroe's POV: Dreams (Spicey!!!!)

3 weeks ago...

"Brian... Brian."

I turned to her, and she peered over her shoulder.

"f**k me."

That was all it took for me to give into her request. Her usual curly hair was straight and fell down her back. Her bright, honey eyes seemed to glisten even the more in the moment. I wrapped her close to me, draping my arms around her soft belly. I leaned down and kissed her lips softly, but she returned the favor with ferocity. The heat of her passion blinded me. With my restraint waining, I devoured her lips. My hands found their way to her juicy, firm, round ass. I squeezed and slapped her cheeks as the moans that escaped her lips told me the stings left behind were welcomed. I lifted her by her ass and she wrapped her legs around my waist. My d**k grew immediately against her heated p***y, growing even more as it pressed painfully against my pants. She rotates her hips in a circle against me, causing me to moan into her neck. She ran her fingers through my hair and yanked at it, forcing my head back as she sucked and nibbled on the exposed skin of my neck. A shudder ran through me at the sensation. She finally came up for air and stared me in the eyes. Her eyes were glazed over with lust and hunger. Most times, I feel like the predator, but at this moment, I felt like the prey.. and I gladly welcomed the feeling. She leaned down as I held her in my arms and kissed me once more before moving close to me and whispered.

"Bend me over, Brian. I don't want to feel anything but you pounding into me. f**k me like I'm yours. I want to be yours, Brian. Now, f**k me."

Something in me snapped and all control left. I pulled her away from my body and bent her over, placing her on all fours on my king size bed close to the edge. I stood behind her getting into position. Without notice, I thrusted into her. Her body jumped at the sensation, moans erupted and the bed shook. I pounded into her senselessly. My balls slapped against her p***y, as my d**k filled her to the hilt and back out again. She was so wet, her juices were spilling over and running down her legs. Her moans rose in volume as I deepened into her with each thrust. Her ass bounced with each entry, and boy, did I enjoy watching that ass move for me. The look and the sensation made my d**k harder, if that was even possible. Her walls began to tighten around me making it harder to pull out, like she was sucking me back in.

"AHHH!!! I'M GONNA c*m, BRIAN. MAKE ME c*m!!"

I felt as she orgasmed and shook from the force of it. I wasn't done with her. I just got her and I wasn’t gonna take it easy at all. Her p***y was mine. Her body was mine. Her mind was mine. Everything she is and will ever be is MINE!! She screamed out in ecstasy at my continuous pounding and I never broke rhythm. She was already tightening around me again as her moans grew louder, alerting me to her oncoming orgasm again. I deepened the arch in her back and that's when I hit her well.

"Ahhh, fuucckk!!"

She squirted on me but I continued my assault. Each thrust out, I splashed back in as she continued squirting non stop. Her body trembled and shook. I held on to her waist to keep her steady until I made sure every drop of fluid she had in her body came out as c*m against me.I was gonna bathe in her delicious nectar tonight. She collapsed onto the bed, but I wouldn't let up. I threw my leg up on the tan, wooden bed frame and grounded more and more into her. She yelled as her final orgasm wrecked her body as she squirted once again. Her voice was strangled, but her body shook nonetheless. Her walls clamping around me one last time did the trick and I came like I've never came before. The force had my leg shaking and my body collapsing in on itself as jet after jet of my c*m came shooting out of me.

"Goddammit, fuckin hell!!"

I was cumming so hard it began to f*****g hurt, but once it stopped, a blissful euphoria fell over me. I fell onto my silk gray sheets. I turned my head to look over at my angel whose back was to me. I began to run my hands through her hair, down her back then up again.

"Mmmm... Nielle. Come here, darling."

She became rigid next to me and then she climbed on top of me, my d**k immediately becoming hard all over again. She leaned down and kissed my lips. Suddenly, her straight hair was now curly and although she kept her honey eyes, she looked and felt different. My eyes widened in shock as I came face to face with someone else.

"Who's Nielle?"

She frowned but never lost her lustful gaze. She rubbed her hands down my hard chest and abs and then up her roundish, flat stomach and up her juicy t**s that were indeed bigger than Nielle's. Her hips sat out more, and her ass fatter. Her thick curly hair laid messily around her face, and a tattoo lay across her thick thigh.

"My mother isn't here anymore. It's only me."

She bent down and ran her tongue up my stomach, sucked in a n****e before biting it and then up to my ear and whispered.

"It's my turn now."

I jumped awake.I shot straight up as my heart raced and I was panting. I slowed my breathing back down and threw myself back on my bed. I stared up at my decorative overhead bed frame. I traced the outlining of the black and gold roses that were diligently carved into the wood with my eyes. My mind was scattered from the most amazing dream I've ever had. I was covered in sweat and threw my blanket off me along with my gray silk sheet that stuck to me. I looked down and my d**k was straight up, c*m and precum covered it. I groaned, closing my eyes remembering the ride I swore I just went on. It felt so real. I felt her warm body against me. Her juices were on me and I was in her.

Nielle wanted me.

I never thought I'd be able to have her in that way and to hear with my ears that she wanted me was beyond my wildest dreams. The many days and nights I wished to have had her, but knew it would never be. Then to have Divinity appear in place of Nielle was the icing on the cake. I never realized until this very moment that regardless of how much she resembles her mother, she is definitely not a carbon copy. She's thicker and fuller in many places, and each place I want to explore. Her hair held a looser curl than her mothers, and she wore it up most days, unlike Nielle who straightened her hair often. Compared to Nielle’s honey brown eyes, Divinity’s are more golden. Nielle never would've gotten a tattoo and yet, Divinity has a few. Nielle had a little more edge to her, which is understandable considering the work we all did. Divinity, from what I could gather, definitely got her mothers attitude honest, but she carries her heart on her sleeve. Divinity wants a turn and I'm more than willing to oblige and give it to her. Nielle didn’t realize that when she asked me to save her precious daughter, that she would be asking me to save her for myself. My d**k began to throb at the thought. I reached over onto my bedside table and pressed the call button right above my lamp.

“Bring me a woman.”

“Right away, sir.”

I sat up and kicked my legs over the bed. I always sleep naked, so there was no need for me to undress. My salt and pepper shoulder length hair laid messily around my face as I awaited my company. A few minutes later, a woman entered my bedroom, completely naked, and stood by my door. She was a thicker woman with nice sized t**s and a pretty ass. She was closer to what I found attractive. I got up and walked around my bed to the front of it and leaned against my bedpost. I watched as the woman looked at me and then her eyes widened at the size of my massive c**k. I smirked.

“Come.”

She slowly walked over, down the two steps and stopped in front of me.

“Clean me off.”

She went to turn and I grabbed her arm and turned her back.

“What are you doing?”

She looked confused.

“I-I-I was gonna get you a washcloth to clean you up with.”

I smiled.

“No. On your knees.”

She nodded and fell to her knees and looked up at me.

“You clean me with your mouth. Open.”

She nodded and opened her mouth for me. I slowly slid my d**k into it. My d**k stretched her mouth open wider and puffed out her cheeks more. I pumped in and out slowly but deep. Her tongue wrapped around the head as I pulled back. She cupped my balls and gently massaged them and rested her other hand against my thigh. She bobbed her head up and down and moved her hand from my balls to my shaft, following the rhythm of her head. I moaned as she swallowed my d**k down her throat. Once I felt the oncoming of my explosion, I grabbed the sides of her head and began pounding into her head. She choked on my c**k, spit rolling down her chin, and t**s bouncing. I pinched and squeezed her pink n*****s as I grew closer and closer. I watched as my d**k filled her, my balls slapped against her chin, and her spit gathered at the base of my shaft. My explosion hit and I roared out, firing my cumload down this woman’s throat. Her throat was deep because she caught and drinked it all down. I wasn’t done yet. Once I gained my bearings again, I grabbed her hand and tossed her on my bed. I got in between her legs, spread them open and thrusted in. She moaned out as I continued diving deeper and deeper into her. Her juicy body shook from the force of my entries. Her thighs jiggled and t**s bounced, as well did her stomach. Her p***y was wet and covered my d**k with a slick coat enabling me to slide in and out with ease. That’s what I love about these thick women, they're so damn juicy. I took my thumb and played with her c**t as I continued to f**k her and seconds later she came and creamed all over me, her moans echoed throughtout my room. I pulled out and turned her over, ass up, then re-entered. She whimpered out as her p***y tightened around my c**k, pulling me in deeper and deeper.

“Fuuuck.”

I slapped her ass and continued pounding into her. I was met with her multiple orgasms and heard a few new cuss words. She laid exhausted on my bed as I got up to clean myself off.

The next day…

Headed to the second floor, I walked down the long marble hallway, filled with artwork, and sculpted busses that were lined against the walls. I entered my office and already waiting for me was my right hand man, Frank. He sat on the couch that faced my bookshelf that were filled with many books. I took up residence in the chair that faced the windows behind him.

"Good morning, Frank. How was your evening."

"I faired. I know you had an eventful one. It's been a while since you asked for anyone."

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Yeah, well, I had an... interesting dream and it made me a little excited. I needed to blow off some steam. Anyway, thank goodness you know me well. I would get sick and tired of that bastard sending women, who were beautiful, but not my type. I constantly told him I need my women thick. I think he was just interested in pleasing his eyes and not mine."

Frank nodded his head in understanding.

"Joseph was annoying as hell and he never listened. I took the liberty, after you fired him, to bring you what you like. I'm happy you could enjoy."

I chuckled.

"I wasn't the only one enjoying themselves last night."

I winked and chuckled some more.

"Welp... let's get down to business. I'm assuming you're here for a purpose. What's going on."

I leaned back into the chair and wrapped my arms on the back of the chair.

"I just thought I'd give you an update. Nothing too much has changed. Although, there was something I found interesting with Poland's auction."

I raised a brow.

"What was surprising?"

"You remember that little girl our guest tired to steal away and free. She was purchased by our mystery competitor."

"Mr. Zane."

I rubbed my beard as I thought.

"Mmm... It's becoming less of a coincidence and more of a problem that Mr. Zane has been appearing pretty much wherever we've landed or left. Have you made any leadway as to who and where he's come from?"

"Not as of yet, but rest assured we're working on it."

I sighed deeply.

"I trust you, Frank. I'm just becoming more and more curious as to who he is and more skeptical that he is indeed unknown to me."

We both sat in silence for a bit as we both thought our conversation through.

"By the way, the preparation is being prepared. Everything is running on schedule. Are you ready to procure her?"

I smiled as I thought of my Lil Vine.

"Yes. I'm more than ready. It's just not the right time, yet. But soon."

I thought of how beautiful she looked at her art gallery opening. She looked so much like her mother that it took my breath away. She walked and spoke with so much confidence. It reminded me of when she was young and how she showed her true strength, even as a child. She was fearful of me, but the glare and the fire behind those eyes truly resembled Nielle's in that moment. She smelled divine. I walked up behind her as she gazed at one of the paintings that hung up and was surrounded by a haunting ambiance. To think I was so close to her and still had to leave without her, it hurts to even think about it, even know. That was about almost two weeks ago. I was brought out of my thoughts by a question Frank asked.

"What about your prisoner?"

I shot him a look. I laughed dryly.

"He's not a prisoner, but a guest."

I waved my hand at him, dismissing where his concerns were leading him.

"A guest that you've had under your thumb for 16 years, sir. He had a chance to slip from our grasp back in England, and yet instead of leaving and freeing himself, he chose to save a little girl, who inevitably got him caught. What makes you think he won't try and bring you down the moment he finds out about the woman you are planning on bringing back here."

I nodded in full understanding of his concerns. I simply smiled.

"If he knows what's good for the both of them, then he'll watch himself. I know he's no slouch, but even still, he should know better than to double cross me... That's what got him in the predicament in the first place. He took what wasn't his to take, and in return, I would take something that belonged to him."

I stood up and headed towards the door.

"Let's go pay our guest a visit."

We both headed out of my office. We headed down to the lowest level of my mansion. A place only I and Frank have complete access to, and only those I allow down here may come. We entered the basement doors, and inside was another door, with a keypad and a hand scanner device. I punched in my credit also and pressed my hand against the pad and the sliding door open for me. We walked through the door and were met with the metal walls that lined the hallways until we reached the living room of the lower level. The man we came to see sat on a chair by the fireplace. The light of the fire reflected off his face as he held a book in his hands. His back was turned to us, and his body didn't give any indication that he knew we were here, but still, he knew he was being watched.

"What is it that you want from me today? Here to drag me off to be beat again? Another job? Another grave to dig? What is it this time?"

He never turned to face us, and he lowered the book he held in his hand. I smiled at his gruffness that never went away, even after all these years. It reminded me of the good ole days, although I know those days are long past us, never return.

"Calm down. I just wanted to see how you were doing?"

He snickered sarcastically.

"Really? Well. I was doing fine up until you two walked in here, but now my ass itch. So... yeah, there's that."

I chuckled. He was always quick-witted.

"Same old, Rin. Never changing."

"That makes one of us."

He finally stood, turned to us, and walked in our direction. His once long dark brown hair, is now a mixed of gray and brown and pulled back into a low bun, his beard being cleared of any graying hair. His brown eyes matched the light brown skin he has, as they stared holes into me. He was 6'2 and very muscular, a little more than me, I could admit. He wore a black wife beater and camo pants with sneakers. Around his neck he wore the same necklace he's worn for years. It was a locket that held the pictures of his wife and daughter. He held onto the necklace for dear life and always, whether it's conscious or subconsciously, he lifts the locket into his hand, rubs it with his thumb, then kisses it. I smiled at him and walked closer to him. We stood face to face. He's always been like this... unwavering. That was why he was my best friend and my partner. I never thought there'd be a time where we were at odds, but here we are.

I chuckled at him.

"You don't know this, but we are about to recieve company."

"Who?"

He raised his brow up at me and folded his arms across his chest.

I smiled.

"Now, what fun would that be if I told you, Rin. You of all people know that I love surprises, especially when I'm the one to give them."

I chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"You'll see soon.Very soon."