Big Boss man

One week till Paris

When I wake the sun is beaming through the window as I forgot to close the blinds last night.

Shane didn’t stay the night, he left soon after he took me aggressively on my bedroom floor.

I wasn’t surprised he didn’t stay, it seems to be his thing to just f**k me then leave.

I don’t know why I keep letting him get away with it, and I know it’s because I’m deeply in love with him and basically I’m screwed.

Work is crazy on Monday with Rash picking up over Five hundred different outfits for the event in Paris.

They will be on a flight early Wednesday morning to arrive in Montreuil that same afternoon.

It’s all very exciting and I cant wait to get there.

Kathrine breezes in and out all week looking as stunning as ever.

Penny has been quiet and I Can’t help feel bad that she didn’t get picked to go.

Hans is well,,,, Hans and Ivan is well,,, Ivan.

Marlene comes to see me Wednesday morning just as the outfits leave the office.

“Oh god I’m so excited” she smiles

“Me too” I smile clapping my hands together.

Just then Shane walks through the door and stops when he sees us smiling like idiots.

“What’s with the happy faces” he asks looking directly at me.

“Just happy I guess” I smile back.

Marlene makes a hasty retreat back in the other room.

Shane stares for a few seconds and I think he is going to speak, but he turns and walks to his office.

That man blows hot and cold so many times he makes my head spin.

By Friday I cant contain my excitement as I lave work telling Marlene I will see her at the airport at Seven sharpe.

“God... thats in like three hours” I call out to her.

“Yes it is...so get a move on” she laughs walking away.

Once home I grab my small case and make sure things have been turned off.

The airport is only Thirty Five minutes drive so I don’t have to rush.

When I leave the house and lock the door, I turn to see Shane standing beside his Range Rover sport smiling at me.

“What on earth are you doing here” I ask shocked.

“Thought you would like a ride to the airport” he smiles

“So where’s Marlene” I ask looking inside the car.

“No Marlene,,,,,just you” he adds

“And why just me” I ask confused.

“Why not just you, and why so many questions” he replies opening the door for me.

I climb in and take a quick look around before he climbs in the other side.

“Nice car” I smile when he’s seated.

“Thanks” he smiles putting on his seat belt.

We drive through the quiet outer towns of London until we come to a small airfield just past the main airport.

“Um...what are we doing here” I ask looking around.

“Catching a flight” he replies leaning on the door he has just opened for me.

“But where” I ask looking at his beautiful face.

He turns and points to a small private jet that has the name Langley printed on the side.

“Is that yours” I ask letting my mouth gape open.

“Yes it is, and please close your mouth it makes my d**k twitch” he smiles before turning to get my bags from the boot of the car.

Wow did he really just say that.

We walk together the short distance into the small reception area where my passport is checked and my bags are scanned for anything dangerous before walking outside and boarding the private plane.

This is all so exciting and scary at the same time.

We are greeted by a very attractive young lady names Lidia who welcomes us and shows us to our seats.

Marlene is already seated in the back and looking far more comfortable than she should.

Shane chooses to sit next to me and as I sit and look out of the window it all seems surreal.

“Champagne” asks Lidia

“Oh thank you” I reply taking a flute

Shane takes one too but does not say thank you or look at Lidia which I find rude and weird.

“How do you own your your own plane” I ask looking at Shane relaxing in his chair.

“It’s a long story, and one I don’t want to discuss now” he said quite bluntly.

Wow..ok Mr up and down.. he’s so conflicting.

The flight is rather enjoyable but over all to quick, we make our decent and I cant help but grip the side of the seat because flying has never been a favourite of mine.

Shane finds it way to amusing telling me to calm down.

We land smoothly and I’m great full to the pilot for doing a good job.

We exit the plane with Lidia saying welcome to Paris.

The air smells good and clean which is a step up from London.

We walk a few feet to a waiting car ready to take us to our hotel.

The streets are filled with people and there are lights and there is music, as well as the many bistros lining the streets.

We arrive at the grand hotel just before Ten at night and I must say I’m exhausted.

Shane takes care of the rooms while Marlene and I look around in awe.

“This place is insane” Marlene smiles

“It’s beautiful” I say looking up at the high ceiling that has the most beautiful chandelier hanging above our heads.

“Ready” calls Shane breaking our thoughts.

We walk to the gold elevator and press the button.

We are whisked up the the Eleventh floor and the pent house.

“Wow this is incredible” I mutter walking into the huge apartment style room.

It’s has three bedrooms, a lounge and kitchen diner.

The furniture is bold and expensive.

My bed alone is the size of two king size beds put together.

“This has to be a dream” I say walking over the the small balcony in the lounge.

Two doors swing outwards letting in the warm summer air.

The street below still filled with people drinking and having a good time.

“Ive never wanted a drink so much” I sigh thinking no would hear me.

“We have a bar” Shane said making me turn around.

“Oh thank god” I reply walking over and opening the fridge.

We have wine and spirits together with different mixers.

I open a small bottle of vodka and drink it neat.

“Whoa” says Marlene

“You look like you needed that’ she adds laughing

“You have no idea” I sigh tilting my head back

I sleep well that night considering Shane was in the room next door, but then what did I expect, we are after all at work and he’s not shown any interest in me since we go here.

Saturday morning I wake early leaving my room to go get a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Now thats a sight in the morning” I hear from behind me.

Shane is standing fully dressed with his hands in his pockets looking me up and down.

I blush because I’m wearing the smallest pair of shorts and a white vest that is almost see through.

“I’m so sorry” I cringe wrapping my arms around my chest as if trying to hide my very prominent n*****s.

I grab some water and walk past him as quick as I can, when I turn back he’s smiling hard which makes me feel good.

Our dresses arrive after lunch and I’m in awe of how beautiful mine is.

It’s A-line shape with spaghetti straps the ombré Color going from mint green to lilac to the most beautiful pink.

Marlene has the same style dress but in the most beautiful dark and pale blue starting around the bottom going up to a black bodice with a shimmering neckline.

Shane has a dark blue pin striped suit with a pale blue shirt and silver tie.

“He will look f*****g hot in that” Marlene said running her hand down the soft fabric

“He certainly will” I reply biting my bottom lip.

All the garments are lined out down in the main change area, where Marlene and I will be before the event starts.

And its not like your normal cat walk event, its more casual and the ladies and gents who are wearing the outfits get to walk around freely showing people the garments and people can ask questions.

Marlene and I get the models ready in their first outfits and then they have hair and make up done while we get into our dresses.

Mine fits me perfectly and I get a few looks from some of the male models which makes me smile.

I see Shane come through in his suit and I could f**k him right where he stands.

There are people everywhere all dressed to impress having pictures taken for some of the top magazines.

Shane stands and poses for the Camara, its only when he looks over his shoulder he sees me and I see his mouth drop open.

He calls me over to stand with him and we pose together although I feel very silly.

Marlene joins us for the last picture and we all smile together with Shanes hand resting on the small of my back.

When we are done we walk to get some champagne, while the first models walk around looking stunning.

Marlene and I leave soon after to go and get the next outfits ready and I’m not quite sure how I pulled it off but my model looked fantastic in her cream shimmer floor length dress with a fluffy shawl over her shoulders to keep the chill off.

I see Shane talking with various people and it makes me jealous because he’s hardly spoken to me all day.

I see him lean in close to a tall woman with long brown hair and whisper in her ear.

I close my eyes and carry on with what I’m doing.

I mingle again with various people some of who are very kind and others who look me up and down.

I get talking with one man in particular who also came from the uk.

His name is Henry and he owns a small womens fashion store.

He’s very handsome and on several occasions makes me turn a very bright shade of pink.

Shane comes over to join in the conversation placing his hand on the small of my back again.

This makes me mad so I step aside to remove his hand.

He notices and steps closer placing his hand back on me but further towards my ass.

“Please excuse me gentlemen” I say walking away.

I get my next model changed and get the nod from Marlene that we done good.

I get myself a strong drink at the bar when Shane joins me to my right.

“Why did you put your hand on me like that” I ask feeling brave but not looking at him.

“Because I saw you talking to Henry Jenkins and I didn’t like it” he replies sternly

“Well unfortunately you don’t get to tell me who I can and Cannot talk to” I say looking at him and then walking off.

He grabs my arm gently pulling me back towards him.

“Don’t make me angry Rebel, I get very turned on when you make me mad” he breaths before letting go of my arm.

Wow, what the hell was that.?

And why do I like it when he talks like that.

So feeling defiant I walk back over to Henry and carry on our conversation.

“Do you come here every year” I ask

“Yes, but Ive never had reason to stay” he replies

“What do you mean” I ask confused.

“Well normally I hook up with one of the models and.... well you know, make a night of it” he smiles

I get the feeling he’s a player and now I see why Shane didn’t want me to talk to him.

I turn to see Shane staring at me intensely and it gives me the chills.

“So why stay now” I ask not wanting to seem rude.

“Because I saw you” he said making me snap my eyes towards him.

I blush again.

“Well I’m flattered” I smile

“But” he asks.

“But I’m sort of with Somone” I say screwing my face up.

“Ah yes, the dashing Mr Langley” he mocks.

“How” I don’t get to finish my sentence.

“How do I know” he asks smiling

“Because he hasn’t taken his eyes off you throughout our whole conversation” he finishes, smiles, and walks away.

I don’t look behind me, I just tell Marlene I’m done and going back to the room to which she smiles.

I walk briskly to the elevator and wait for it to come.

I see Shanes reflection behind me but I don’t look I just wait for the elevator to arrive.

It takes to long so with out thinking I walk to the door marked stairs and bash my way through it.

I walk up the stairs as fast as I can fully aware Shane is right behind me catching up to me with speed.

“Rebel stop” he calls

“Like hell I will” I reply holding the front of my dress so I don’t trip.

He catches me on the third floor and holds me against the wall breathing hard.

He slams his lips against mine but I push him away.

“You cant keep doing this to me” I cry

He pulls me to the side and we fall to the floor.

He lifts my dress aggressively while I try to hold it down.

“Shane we can’t” I cry worried someone will come in to the stairwell.

“Yes we f*****g can” he breaths on a mission to get to my lacy thong.

I try to stop him but hes to strong, he rips the fabric causing me to cry out.

He dives his head between my legs.

His mouth hot against my now wet lady parts.

He flicks my hard bud over and over bringing me to a quick earth shattering orgasm.

I yell out pulling on his hair making him growl.

He smiles up at me and wastes no time ramming his hard c**k deep inside me.

“f**k” I yell as his mouth finds mine.

“You,,,are,,, mine,,,” he groans through gritted teeth with each deep thrust.

“Say it” he growls after each thrust.

“Say your mine” he breaths kissing me hard.

“I am yours” I yell feeling him lose control and let go deep inside my core.

“I am yours “ I breath holding onto his strong shoulders letting him come down from his high.