“You're going to Vegas for Christmas?” Camila asked. She, Lili and Madelaine had just finished with their last meal together of the semester and were off to get the last of their things, ready to depart. Well, Madelaine was. This was their last walk across campus together for the semester.
“Yeah,” said Madelaine. “Jared got a gig opening up for some comedian in Vegas. Part of the payment is a suite for the weekend. And it's pet friendly. So it's gonna be a lot of fun. Then back here for New Year's. Candles, champagne...and silk sheets.”
“Well, at least one of us has plan,” Lili said. “And before you say anything Cami, plans only count in this case if both parties know about it.”
“And I say it still counts because there's no chance of Jose saying no to a free trip to New York on a private jet.” replied Camila. “So you're the only one without a plan, and that's only because Jake hasn't said anything. Which he will. I mean, you haven't heard about them working New Year's have you?”
“No. As far as I know Callous Pain is taking New Year's off. But if you're that worried, you better tell Jose that you have something planned. And also that you're you know, Batman-rich.”
“Did one of you say Callous Pain?” a female voice chimed in, interrupting the three. When they turned around, Lili's jaw dropped.
“HOLY CRAP IT'S KIRA KAOS!!!”
“I see I've got a fan,” Kira Kosarin said. “I take it you're also fans of Callous Pain, right? Or you hate them, which is also understandable.”
“Oh, they're big fans all right,” Madelaine said. “More than that, they're dating them.”
“Is that a fact?” Kira walked past Madelaine and looked over Lili and Cami, the blonde and brunette exchanging odd glances. Kira stopped in front Lili, her grin widening as Lili's faded into a look of utter confusion.
“You're definitely dating Jake. You're so his type,” Kira said. “Girl next door, sweet smile, really great tits...and you're obviously a fan, meaning you two have a lot to talk about.”
Kira then shifted her attention to Camila. Her smirked gained a sinister air. “And you must be what Jose is slumming it with right now.”
“EXCUSE me?” Camila said. “Do I know you? Answer: no. So you have about ten seconds to walk away right now before you get real intimate with my foot when it's up your ass.”
“Ohhh, you're feisty,” laugh Kira. “I can see why he picked you. While your mark friend here gave you my ring name, allow me to give you my real one. Kira Kosarin. I'm Jose's once and future girlfriend and you're the temp.”
Kira extended her hand, sarcastically reaching out for a handshake which Camila expectedly slapped away.
“Oh, so you're the old model,” Cami said. “I can see why he ditched you. I mean yeah, you're hot and all, but even Jose has a limit on the amount of cuntiness he's going to take. And you just broke the dial, bitch.”
“You're adorable. See...I've known him far longer than you. Maybe longer than anyone. I'm sure blondie here can vouch for that if she's as big a fan as I think she is. And if not, just ask him. Or Jake. Or Alison. They'll all tell you the same story. And it all ends with him back where he belongs...wherever I tell him to go.”
“Well, if that's the case you won't mind getting out of here before I break your face,” Madelaine said. “And believe me, that'll be the mercy. You don't want to know what Camila will do if you REALLY piss her off.”
“Ooooh, so scared,” Kira taunted, mock-shivering her hands towards the three. “But, I do think I should be going. See, I'm not just going to be working with Jose again, I'm going to be enrolled next semester here. So..looks like we're going to be seeing a lot of each other Camila.”
Kira walked away, a spring in her step from this unexpected confrontation. Camila on the other turned to Lili, with one thing on her mind.
“Tell me everything you know about that fucking bitch, Lili.”
“Thanks again for helping me move in to my new place,” said Taylor. She'd decided to move off campus. She'd decided that at the beginning of the year. The only change in that plan is that now, she was going to be alone in the apartment, after her nuclear break-up with Karlie Kloss. That, combined with her moving off campus, led Katy Perry to think Taylor was in a weak position. Taylor relished the chance to prove just how wrong Katy was.
“No problem,” said Norman. “Figured it's the least I could do after you putting my services on permanent retainer.” And it was a fair figure too. His client list for his particular set of computer skills was short, just Bella Thorne and Taylor Swift. It was shorter one name after the entire McKracken incident with Katy Perry, but his income didn't really shrink that much. Bella paid good and had amazing benefits and with Taylor, it was all benefits.
Though lately, he did find he and Taylor had been spending a lot of non-business time together. It's wasn't unpleasant. Norman would go so far as to say it was fun. He was there when she and Karlie had broken up and had even comforted Taylor. And now he was helping her move. Whatever relationship they had, it'd certainly just gone beyond business with benefits. Into what though, he could quite be certain.
“I know this place isn't much to look at now, but neither was the sorority house when I took it over. Pretty soon I'll have this place looking like it's worth of royalty. Or better, me.”
“Doesn't look too bad so far,” added Norman. “This huge couch is awesome. Big screen right in front of it is killer.”
“Looking at the important stuff, aren't we?” Taylor joked.
“Yeah, well it's not like there are any painting ups or anything.”
“Fair enough.” Taylor looked him over for a second and smiled. “You look thirsty. Want a water? Your reward for lifting all those heavy boxes.”
“Honestly yeah, I'm real thirsty.”
“Same here.” She winked at him then went to a box on the counter, taking out two small glasses. She then opened her fridge and bent over, Norman staring at her awesome ass encased in denim Daisy Dukes.
Once the water was poured she headed over to the sofa, inviting Norm to come along. Once they were both seated, she handed him his glass.
“I really do want to thank you,” she said. “You've been a big help. And I haven't had to blow you once in return so...you know...thanks.”
“Well if you want to I won't say no.” Norm gave her his best shit-eating grin, earning a sincere laugh from her.
“I'm serious. With everything that's gone on lately and with my best friend pretty much so far off in her pathetic bad boy fantasy to be of any use to anyone, it was nice to have some companionship that was there because...well...”
“It's going to sound stupid.”
“Then please, do go on.”
“You're such a fucking jerk,” she said with a laugh. “Okay. Here's the thing. I know on campus, I have a horrible reputation. And fine. To some degree I've earned it. I'm all business a lot of the time and don't suffer fools lightly. Present company excepted, of course.”
“Of course.” he replied, the two clinking their glasses at Taylor's joke.
“But seriously, I get the vibe I put out, and most people, men and women, just want to fuck me. And I'm fine with that. I like sex too. A lot, actually. But, it's hard for me to make friends. I'm a harsh but fair judge of character. And, well...you like me for me, I think. So...thanks for doing that. You're more than a business partner in my book. And when I really needed it, too.”
“Well, always happy to do some pro bono work.” Norm sipped his water, locking eyes with Taylor for a moment. “You been all right with all this stuff? Is there still a war cry out on Katy?”
“Oh no, I solved that problem with a quick visit to McKracken. Showed him the video, and he and I made plans. See, I've heard Katy thinks with me leaving the house, she's won. What she doesn't know is...maybe her dues for the sorority house haven't been paid...or if they did, they might have gotten lost. Ooooops. How could that have happened I wonder?”
Taylor giggled, sending a rush through Norman that was unique to Taylor, especially after the past few weeks.
“See, I'm a total kitty cat unless you do something stupid or attempt to fuck me over. Then....well...slash and burn. With no mercy. Though I'm always happy to accept apologies.”
“Glad I've never been on you bad side.”
“Believe me, you'd know,” said Taylor. “First off, I”d stop blowing you completely.”
“Well, you haven't done that for a while, so I must be in the doghouse.”
“I wouldn't say that at all,” Taylor said, her voice soft and sweet. She set her glass down and looked directly at Norman. “Wanna change that?”
“Tay, I was just kidding, you don't have to.”
“I know,” she said. “That's why I'm going to do this.” She got up from the couch only to straddle Norm's lap. Her soft hands touched the sides of his face and kissed him. Softly at first, almost a peck on the lips before it slowly got deeper. And the deeper it got, the more passionate Norman got. He gave into the more primal, emotional attraction that had been developing between himself and Taylor. Her wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer and closer.
His hands moved from her back to her ass, gripping it through her tight denim shorts. She moaned into the kiss, the grabbed his hands, moving them to her shirt. Norm got the picture. He frantically unbutton her shirt, Taylor tossing it away. It left the blonde in a simple bra, holding back her breasts. Norm just couldn't stand that.
As Taylor began to grin on him, he pulled the cups of her bra down, lovingly taking her breasts into his mouth.
“Oh fuck... mmm, suck my titties Normie... ooh, just like that...” Taylor pulled him close to her, burying his face even deeper in her tits, something Norman clearly didn't mind. He lovingly kissed and sucked at one tit, flicking his tongue over her erect nipple before sucking it in his mouth and gently squeezing it in his hand before moving on to the next. He had never experienced Taylor's body like this and he wanted the total package.
He rolled her over on to her back and kissed her, a smile on her face as it broke. Her deep blue eyes watched as he kissed his way down her body until he arrived at her shorts. He unbuttoned and then unzipped them.
Taylor lifted her perfect legs straight up, allowing Norman to peel them off with ease. Before she could lower them, he grabbed them, keeping them put.
Norm gave Taylor a look before he started kissing at her ankles, then to her calf. Taylor loved the attention, licking her lips in anticipation as his lips and tongue moved ever closer south.
By the time Norman was at her thighs, Taylor's legs had made contact with the couch once more, and they were open, inviting Norman to get ever closer to his intended target.
Norman looked up at Taylor, returning his gaze while she leaned back on the couch, waiting for his approached. She breathed heavily while he kissed his way up her thighs, his fingers doing a little dancing of their own on their own journey to the same destination.
Before too long he was there. He used his fingers first, lightly running them on her pussy lips, making the blonde shiver a bit. He circled her clit with his middle fingers softly, so softly it was almost a tease.
“Unnnn yesss,” Taylor hissed, her eyes fluttering a bit when Norm's tongue entered the fray. While he wasn't a pussy eater to the same degree that Karlie was, Norman was no slouch in the least. And a lot of that was an obvious passion for eating pussy. With one arm he held Taylor in place, as he went head first, literally, into pleasuring her.
“Ah.. aaaah ... oooh, fuck... mmmm, right there... right fucking there....” Taylor moaned, her back arching when David's fingers went from working with his tongue in working her clit to inside of her, working their way in and out of her. When he grazed her g-spot, Taylor back arched, the golden haired vixen exhaling in a deep moan.
Norman sucked her clit, lightly grazing it with his teeth while he stroked it with her tongue. Her red nailed fingers ran through his black hair, holding his head in place as if Norman had anywhere else he wanted to be.
A lot could be said of Taylor as a lover. But greedy was never one of them. She grasped norm's hair and pulled him up to her lips, tasting herself on his when she kissed him. “Your turn now,” she said.
Norman took Taylor's old position, leaning back on the couch. His own clothes were gone in a flash and now Taylor was between his legs. Her nails gently raked his thighs as a blue fired burned behind her eyes.
She kissed up his thighs, trails of red lips marks working their way up to his cock. He took a quick breath in surprise when Taylor lightly bit the flesh of his inner thigh. The blonde vixen gave him a wink before returning to her kissing, occasionally throwing another soft bite in until she got is balls.
Norman's cock was hard, stranding straight up and ready for all the attention Taylor could give...but she went for his balls first.
Norman rolled his back, moaning as Taylor licked his balls. She teased a bit at first, quick swipes with her tongue while she fondled them with her hands before full on sucking the orbs into her mouth.
“Oh shit.... wow, Tay... mmmm,” Norm grunted. He'd had experiences with Taylor and he knee weakening blowjobs, but this one seemed to have a far more person touch. He couldn't quite pin down what she was doing different, all he knew was her felt it...and she hadn't even started sucking his dick yet.
With the warm up on his balls finished, Taylor slithered up to his cock, planting kisses all around until she softly grasped the rigid flesh in her warm, soft hand.
“Oooh, look at this,” she said. “Already so hard for me,” said Taylor. “That's what I've always liked about you. Ready and waiting. No warm up needed... but I always know it's appreciated.”
Taylor straightened both her hands out and placed the palms lightly on his ride and began to move them up and down, giving him the teasingest handjob he's ever had.
“Just a little touch at first,” she said, staring at his cock. “Not too much...that'll come later.” She ran her finger tips up and down the shaft before stopping at the head and rubbing circles around it. Taylor let out a mischievous giggle when this made Norman shiver. She'd never really gone all out for him. Though he probably thought she did. She was that good and she knew it. But now...it was time to show him what a real deal Taylor Swift blowjob felt like.
“Oh fuck,” he muttered as her red lips enclosed his cock head. Her hand pumped the shaft as her tongue swirled the mushroom tip. Then her lips moved down, taking him about halfway before dragging back up, her tongue snaking all around the flesh as she moved.
Then she did it again, a bit faster, her hand still pumping the shaft just a bit while the other one cradled and fondled his balls, even teasing his taint a bit with her nails.
Taylor released his cock and brought her lips to the base, kissing all around the roots, giving him just as much tender affection as wanton lust. This wasn't just a random fuck for either of them, or at least it didn't feel that way.
Taylor brought her mouth back to his cock and began to suck more fervently. Not too fast, but nothing close to slow. Just enough to drive him to that edge and hit the brakes before going over, just enough for the rush without the explosion. And judging from his moans, she was doing just that. And doing tat would lead to the main event that they both desperately wanted.
Taylor once again removed her mouth from his cock, a string of saliva connecting her lips. She crawled up his body, the tip of his cock leaving a trail of precum on her stomach. They kissed, lips locked deeply while Taylor got in position and mounted him. The two moaned and took a moment to look in each other's eyes.
“Wow,” Norman said. He ran his hands over Taylor's body, settling on her ass. “Just...wow...”
“Wow? So soon? I can't wait to hear what you think we we really get into it.” Taylor steadied herself, planting her hands on the back of the couch as she began to ride. “Mmm see? Already better. Mmmmmohhh... bet you wished you'd saved that wow, huh Normie?”
“Actually I don't know if wow would have fit this.” he replied. “Wow's a bit underwhelming...” His hands took a firmer grip of Taylor's ass as his face to second trip to her breasts, taking a bit more to savor her taste.
“Oh.... oh, Norm ...mmm... been way too long.... way too long since I had a cock like this...” Taylor sped up, her eyes shut as she the pleasure was rushing through her body. It had been way too long since she'd had a cock in her pussy, let alone one she actually would have had their without it being a business deal. That part made it feel a little bit extra good.
Norm's hands moved from her ass to the small of her back, supporting her almost as Taylor leaned back, her back arching and her tits presented even better than they had been before.
The two were deep into the sex, very deep. So deep that Taylor had forgotten that her coffee table hadn't yet been put in front of the couch. When her arms reached back, leaning for the table to lean on, she found nothing but empty space. She and Norm would have tumbled over if he hadn't pulled her close, nose to nose.
“How about we try this?” said, sealing it with a kiss. He laid Taylor down on the couch. She gave him a surprisingly soft smile, the kind he'd never seen her give anyone before.
“I know I'm hot and all Norm, but less staring more fucking,” Taylor said. “But thanks, though.”
“No problem.” he replied, licking her lips before starting to drive into her again. Taylor moaned softly, licking her lips and loving how he was going deeper into her than before.
Her perfect legs wrapped around him, his pace increased and they couldn't stop if they wanted to.
“Harder... mmmm, harder, Norm...come on baby...give it... oooh, fuck baby, just like that!”
All Norman could do is reply in moans and grunts, a romantic caveman of sorts enjoying the fruits that Taylor's body was offering up. His lips were at Taylor neck, her face moved just enough to whisper breathy bits of encouragement in between moans. She loved to encourage he lovers. Loved to think of things to say to make them go harder for her. Make them go crazy for her. Sure, for business deals it was always the over the top naughty girl dirty talk, but for a moment like this, sweet and sensual nothings mixed with her own moans of approval were the seductive symphony that worked best.
Norman slid his arms under Taylor's back, grasping her shoulders, holding her closer as his pace increased. “Tay....oh fuck Tay...shit. Baby...fuck....”
“Yeah.... mmmm, fuck I love it... love your sick in me baby... oh I want more though... and I wanna give you more.... you want more?”
“Ohfuck baby yes...oh fuck so much more...”
“Mmmm, then how about...oooh, fuck yes right there don't stop....h-how about you fuck my ass sweetie?”
“Wait what?” Norm asked, briefly pausing the action.
“Mmm don't worry...,” Taylor assured. “I want it... I want you in my ass.... you can have it...don't you want it?”
“Then pull out of my pussy and fuck my ass.” She sealed the statement with a smoldering confident smile.
Norman kissed her before pulling out and Taylor got on all fours, leaning over the couch arm and shaking her booty for him.
With such a dish presented in front of him, Norman dove right in, eating Taylor's ass like there was no tomorrow.
“Oh WOW!” Taylor exclaimed. She was far, far from an anal virgin, but when presented with what Norman just was. Most them didn't hesitate to push forward as it were. Norman though, he was a welcome change. How his tongue was licking and probing her back door sent a unique crop of goose pimples on her flesh and a new tingle up her spine to mix with all the other sensations.
But still, Norman was only a human...and Taylor's ass was an irresistible force to him. He put his cock back in her pussy for a few pumps more before pressing the head against her backdoor.
Taylor hissed, sucking in air through clenched teeth as Norm pressed forward. Her red nails were digging in tight to the couch, but the grip slowly loosened when he began to play with her clit. Getting it in was always the hard part, but once it was in, smooth sailing...or at least fun sailing.
“Mmmm fuck,” Norman growled, popping past the resistance. Taylor calmed down as well, flipping her blonde hair back and giving him a look over her shoulders.
“Oooh fuck that's tight,” she said, a smile on her face. “But don't stop baby.... I want to cum...I want to cum with your dick in my ass...then you cum in my ass.... but make me cum first baby... nnng make... ooooh, fuck.... make me cum....”
“MMM gonna make you cum Taylor... oh, fuck baby...” his free hand slapped her butt, gliding up from the impact point up the sweaty curve of her body, grabbing her shoulder again. He pulled her back with every thrust. The pace form the beginning was far from slow, neither of them wanted that, not for this.
Taylor slid a hand between her legs, joining his own at her clit. They both began to breath hard and fast, almost in beat with the increased tempo. And while Norman was going faster and damn near lust crazed by the blonde vixen he was with, he was conscious enough to pay attention her body, what made her moan, shiver and shake...what to do and not to do to make her feel good. If she didn't get off he wasn't going to...or at east he wouldn't want to.
With Taylor's hand at her clit, Norman moved his arm around her waste, hooking her and pulling her up, her back to his chest. His lips were at her ear, his hot breath and moans and grunts up close and personal for her listening pleasure.
“Say you love my cock in your ass Taylor...mmmm fuck... oh, fuck... say it, baby...”
“Mmmmm, oh fuck, Normie I love.... oh fuck just don't stop... don't fucking stop baby because I'm so close... oh please keeping going!” The two kissed, hungrily, tongue's seeking each other out as he drove hard and fast into her ass, his free hands holding and squeezing her tits. It was the final stretch...and Taylor was shockingly ahead of the curve, much further along than she thought.
“OH HOLY SHIT!!!” she cried out, her body freezing in position as her orgasm his her like a sonic boom, after shocks quaking her with every thrust Norm drove into her. And that of course was the domino that set off Norman.
“FUCK YES TAYLOR!!!” he yelled. He pulled her tight, burying his face in her hair and neck as he pumped her as full of his seed, her desperate grunts of pleasure mixing with her owns as the both fell backwards on the couch.
Norman though this was recovery time. He was wrong. Taylor got off of his cock and spun around, giving him a kiss that was right in the middle of romance and drunken lust.
“I'm not done with you,” she teased. She kissed his lips again, then his chin...his chest...his stomach, and then grabbed his cock, still pulsing and fresh from her ass. “You're gonna give me more cum.”
“I want to taste your cum too... I'm greedy... and what Taylor wants, she gets... fresh from the source....” Taylor then inhaled his cock, giving him a fast and furious blowjob that was almost too much for his still sensitive prick to handle.
Taylor was in glee as she saw his back arch and his face contort in the oddest feeling of pleasure Norm had ever felt, a pleasure he both needed to stop and never end at the same time. It was too intense. Taylor showed him a slight mercy, removing her mouth for a second only to replace with her hands that had just about as much mercy as her mouth.
“I know you got more for me,” she said. “So gimme... gimme all of it baby... that's the deal...I give you everything I have I want everything you have..gimme... fucking give it to me!” Her mouth engulfed him again, ready to push him and push him until he couldn't take it anymore,. She was practically fucking him with her face, the pleasure was so intense he couldn't move.
The only movement he could make was a slight jerk of his hips, signalling is second orgasm in just a few minutes. No where near as big as the load that went up Taylor's mouth, but one big rope that went right on her tongue, making the blonde harlot go “Mmmm” around his cock. After that large robe, it quickly turned to a driblet and the well was dry.
Taylor released his cock and showed off her empty mouth before climbing back on the couch and cuddling with Norman. “Now we're done. Cuddle time.”
“Norm, you just came in my ass and In my mouth. So yeah, cuddle time.”
“I'm cool with that,” he said as he wrapped his arm around her. “I'm guessing I'm staying the night.”
“You guessed right.” replied Taylor. “And lucky for you, I'm no blanket hog.” She kissed his chest and looked up at him, resting her chin on the spot she had jut kissed. “I really like you. More than I should, probably...but I like you.”
On that note, Norm's phone rang. He tried to ignore it before Taylor grabbed it from his pants and handed it to him from the cushion in the couch it had fallen on.
“It's cool, you can take it. Just tell whoever it is you're In for the night...I'll make it very worth it.”
Norman smirked at her then saw the caller ID; Bella Thorne.
“Talk to me Bella,” he said. “Oh...oh really. No I didn't know that. He decided to not inform me. Of course...of course I'd love to help you on that matter. ON the house, actually...I don't like being denied details like that.”
The conversation seemed like normal business. Taylor was more than aware that Norm did work for Bella Thorne. Taylor herself was quite familiar with Bella's business, having hired Bella and several of her girls for her parties throughout her college career. However, Bella seemed to say something to Norman to not only get his attention, but decide Taylor needed to be in on this.
He gave the phone to Taylor and she brought it to her ears. “Yes Bella?” she asked. “He was going to WHAT? Well,of COURSE I'm mad...oh, hell yes I'd love to help. Thanks for the invite.” Taylor handed the phone back to Norman, who ended the conversation with Bella.
“Well, that was certainly an informative call,” Norm said. He pulled Taylor closer. “Still cuddle time?”
“Mmm hmmm,” she responded. “Cuddles are pretty necessary when you're planning on utterly crushing someone. It's double the warm and fuzzies.”
Everything was going to plan for Reggie. He was going to get a piece of the pie being horded by Bella and that Sophia bitch. And he had his crown jewel of Selena Gomez wrapped around his finger. It wasn't going to take much to nudge her into the business, he could read that much about her a minute after meeting her. Now that he was in her pants, it was a done deal.
And Bella? She didn't have a damn clue. Reggie had been smart this time, not trying to recruit anyone known to be loyal to Bella. He went for the ones who would want the same thing as he did: more.
Which made his payday from Bella even sweeter. Going up to her apartment, looking her in the eyes as she handed over the green he earned. The whore being the one to pay up...paying the guy who was about to take an even bigger chunk out of her income than the payday.
When the elevator door opened, he almost skipped from the joy. Nothing could go wrong. He reached for his key card only to find it wasn't working. But an electronics glitch wasn't going to bother him. He knocked on the door. Paul had opened the door.
“Bella wanted me to tell you that you're late,” Paul said. “I don't care personally because it's what, ten minutes, but you know her.”
“Oh yeah, very well.” Reggie said. “Before half the town had that body, I did. But enough reminiscing. Time for the green.”
Paul led Reggie in. Reggie was too distracted by his bright future that he didn't notice several things off. No background music. Only a few lights in the hall were on. Usually, Reggie would recognize the alarms these things were, but he couldn't right now.
The pair entered the main room, Bella waiting in a large chair, legs crossed and her face cold. Paul went to her side. Reggie was now feeling a bit uneasy. Bella rarely had a smile for him these days but this was a stone cold glare. Something was up.
“Ready for payday, Reg?” Bella asked, sipping from a glass of wine. “Ready for what you've earned?”
“I think so...” Reggie said. He took a few steps back from Bella, then thought better of it. He didn't know what was behind him, especially with all the lights dimmed.
“Good. But first, how about we bring out one for the new girls, hmm? Have you met all the new girls? Usually you're on top of all that. I know for SURE there's one you have met already. She already has such a good reputation. Repeat customers too.” Bella smiled at him, a smile that sent a shiver down Reggie's spine. “Why don't I introduce you two, just in case?” Bella looked at Paul and nodded. Paul left, only to return with Kelli in tow. The moment he saw Kelli, Reggie's heart sank.
“You know, Kelli is not just an amazing cocksucker,” Bella said. “She's smart. She can recognize a dumbass from about a mile away. Kelli, be a dear and tell Reggie what you told us.”
“Well Bella, I thought he had cleared his expansion with you. I mean, he asked me to join up with it. So naturally I needed to ask the boss what it was all about.”
“Clever girl, isn't she?” Bella asked.
“Bella, look, I can explain.”
“Don't bother. You're out. Done. I asked around, talked to Sophia. You REALLY fucked up this time. You've crossed way more people than just me. And on top of all that, you were warned already by someone outside the business...”
That's when Bruno walked in, accompanied by representatives from the Irish mob and the Eighth Street Bangers. All three men were as wide as a car on their own and pure muscle and none looked all too pleased.
“I warned you Reggie,” said Bruno. “I warned you.”
“You messed with me, you messed with Sophia, you messed with the cops, you messed with the fine bosses of these men,” Bella said. “And a few other people. Now, Reg, needless to say, any privileges you once had are revoked. You're done. Remember that with al the cops you've pissed off over the years. Now, we can lessen what else will happen to you...who're you partnering up with, and I don't mean your girl. Who's the rat betraying his boss?”
Reggie gulped. He was out. And probably in for a beating. He wasn't going to give up Ronnie. He could take the beating. But Ronnie would do much, much worse. Besides, with Ronnie he still had a shot.
“I don't know what you're talking about Bella.”
“That's what I thought,” Bella looked to the three gigantic men. “Grab him.”
They did before Reggie could even make a move to run. Two holding his arms and one with his arm around his neck, ready to squeeze. Bella looked at him, a half-smile and eyes full of anger mixed with joy.
“Don't talk. You lost that right and there's nothing you could say to change your mind.” She fiddled with the ring on her finger, the one with a large emerald in the center and turned it towards her palm. “You know what your biggest problem has always been? You think you're indispensable. Very wrong.”
That's when Matt walked in, right behind Paul. “You brought in your own replacement. And he's good with things you aren't as well. Numbers, laws...and he;s an amazing lay. Really everything you're not.”
“Never heard you complain,” Reggie said. Defiant to the absolute end.
Bella laughed for a moment before gearing back and slapping Reggie across the face with her ring hand, the gemstone drawing blood. She then grabbed his face, her nails digging into his it.
“You listen to me you worthless little shit! You're done. Completely done. You try to take MY fucking livelihood away? MY FUCKING BUSINESS!” Two more hard slaps followed that. “Who do you think you're fucking with?!?” She kicked him in the groin, a move that finally wiped the grin from his face. Then her eyes turned to the three large muscle masses. “Do it. No broken limbs. He can walk out of wherever you dump him. But make sure he feels this for a good long while. And I want pictures.... oh, and boys, remember your payment... you all get to fuck me... one at a time or all at once. The better you do...the more I give you.”
The three men look at each other and smiled. The one with his arm around Reggie neck squeezed just hard and long enough to knock him out and the three then drug him out.
Bella lit a cigarette then motioned for Dove. “Bring me my phone dear, I have a call to make.”
The platinum blonde nodded and walked off and Paul walked towards Bella. “You think that did it?”
“Honey, the beating probably won't do it.” Bella replied. “But he's being given a chance, which is more than he deserves. You heard what Kelli said he was ready to do. Film some poor girl getting fucked by him and his nameless partner without her knowing. Launch a website selling her services. But Reggie...he's so eternally fucking stupid. He actually hired MY tech guy, thinking I wouldn't find out. I have him on retainer. Mainly for moments like this.”
Dove returned with Bella's phone and handed it off to her. Once it was unlocked, she found the name she was looking for, Norman. And this phone call was going to be a twofer. Reggie hadn't only messed with Bella, Sophia and several other “legitimate” business men. He had quite inadvertently crossed someone almost as spiteful as Bella herself when properly inspired with just about as much venom,if not more, when she struck. Bella recognized the girl Reggie had been with lately.. She knew Selena Gomez when she saw just from how often she'd been around her best friend Taylor Swift when ever Taylor hired Bella and her girls for a big party. And Norman was currently with Taylor, as he had been a lot for the last few weeks. She'd asked him to be hear for Reggie's little going away party, but Taylor had him otherwise occupied with helping her move into a new place.
If Reggie did the usual Reggie thing, he'd go forward with his plans. Bella couldn't have that. And who better to sabotage him in the worst way possible than Norman? And who better to make it hurt bad than Taylor Swift?
She hit dial. “Hello, Norman. Bella....”
The theme of the day was packing up. Getting the past semester all put away to get ready for the next one and the big things coming up. Like many students, Jake and Jose were going along with that theme, putting together the last of their things before getting ready to head out on their own holiday adventures.
“Kira select any tag team yet?” asked Jake. “Or are we in the dark until we come back?”
“PLEASE don't mention that name to me,” Jose said. He massaged the temples of his head, trying to drown at the pain that the mere mention of the annoyance of his life brought up. “I'm just fucking waiting to see how she finds a new way to ruin my life.”
Right one cue with that, there was a loud knock at the door. Jose opened it only to have Camila barge in yelling, “Why the fuck didn't you tell me you were working with your ex-fucking girlfriend?!?”
“Wait, what?” Jose asked. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Don't give me that! Your hot but in that trashy fucking way that of course you like ex fucking got in MY face and called me a fucking temporary substitute for her and she was about five seconds from me gouging out her god damn eyes! Lili had to hold me back...THEN she told me all about you two...how could you not fucking tell me that a woman you almost married is all of a sudden back in your life?”
Lili then sheepishly stepped in. “I'd just like to point out I only said what I heard from dirt sheets and prefaced it by saying I didn't know how true the reports were...and the general thread was she's a monstrous bitch, which has indeed proved to be true.”
“See? I fucking knew it!” Jose said. “I knew that the moment she fucking showed up this morning that she'd find some way to wreck things for me, and now she's fucking with my girlfriend. How did she even find you?”
“Guess who's going to be on campus next semester?” Cami asked, her anger at the situation being another thing she had in common with Jose. “She was touring the campus and your tag team name got brought up and that bitch unleashed Hell. After Lili fan-girled out first, of course.”
“Hey, I didn't know she was a for real bitch when that happened!”
“Lili, Jake, could you guys do me a favor and leave Cami and me alone for a bit?”
“Yeah, sure pal,” said Jake, putting his arm around Lili and leading her out.
Now alone, Jose had Cami join him on the bed, sitting side by side. He softly went for her face, turning her gaze to him.
“You really didn't know until this morning?” she asked. “For real?”
“Hell no,” he said. “If I had known they were even thinking of bringing her in I would have been very damn vocal. I never, EVER want to see her again. But now she's here and we have to work with her...but that's it. I promise. I love you and I just don't want anyone else. Notice the lack of jokes? She made my life a living Hell, you do the exact opposite.”
“Yeah...but you two were engaged...”
“No we weren't. She SAID we were, but I never bought her a ring, no matter how many times she told me to. Mainly because she was always fucking someone behind my back and let me know it. That's how that rumor got started. Kira is a lot of things. But she's not you. So you're always going to win...especially when you say things that get me all hot and bothered like threatening to gouge her eyes out.”
Cami laughed, then scooted just close enough to him to put her head on his shoulder. “So you're stuck with her?”
“For now.” he replied. “But she's nothing to worry about. You're the first woman I've ever told “I love you” and meant it. With her, it was always some kind of messed up game. I either said it or she found some new way to twist the knife.”
“Why did you waste your time with her then?”
“I thought the biggest thing in the world was having a hot girlfriend. That was the important thing. Didn't matter what she did or said. Now, I know a lot better.”
“Are you saying I'm not hot?” Cami asked, the humor in her tone finally returning.
“OH no, you're hotter than a Scotch bonnet and sweeter than...uh...something that's super sweet.”
“Nice, I can see why you're always the one with the mic.” She moved her lips to his kissing him. “I love you.”
“I love you too...and that's why. Well, one of the reasons. You bust my balls but you're not mean about it. Well, now that we're dating at least.”
“Hey, all those other mean things before we dated don't count because we were playing “I don't like you” to avoid admitting we in fact, did like each other. Now...I'm only joking with you. I don't want to actually hurt you...so I'm sorry I came in screaming like that. It's just...THAT BITCH.”
“Oh believe me, I know all about that bitch. She lives the gimmick. Fuck she'd even book me in the most fucked up and dangerous matches yo could think of without my permission or knowing about it. So there are definitely physical scars too.” The couple lied down on the bed, side by side holding hands. IT was time to change the subject to something more pleasant. “So...New Year's....got plans, Ms. Mendes?”
“I just might,” she smiled. “How would you like to join me on a private jet...with a bed and chilled champagne...to Manhattan on New Year's Eve. No Time's Square. That's no where near as fun as people think it is. But a nice Penthouse suite...just the two of us?”
“That sounds amazing babe....but I would need to check my bank account, to see if my Hulk Hogan-sized pay day has come in...”
“It's all on me.”
“What? Wait...how much do they pay you at the print shop?”
“I'm rich,” she said, just blurting it out. “My family is like, mega rich. My dad owns hotels. A lot of them. Good ones too. There are a couple in town. I...I didn't tell you because I thought you'd look at me different or something. I don't know. I don't really like to flaunt it that much. Lili and Madelaine are pretty much the only people I let know. And that was only after they knew me. And Peter knows but we grew up together so there's no way I could keep that from him. But...I just didn't want my money to influence how you felt about me, good or bad.”
“Okay...so...why do you work at the print shop?”
“Really? That's your one question?”
“I'm a simple man.”
“Obviously.” Camila climbed on top of him, kissing him again. “My dad. He told me the only way he'd pay for school was if I got a job. He wants me to learn responsibility, being where I'm supposed to be when people are counting on me, all of that. Fine by me. Daddy didn't raise a vapid rich bitch.”
“Really? That's it?”
“You're still you...just with a few more dollar signs than I thought.”
“So...is that a yes for New Year's?”
“Of course! Also we could visit Titan Towers! And the Hammerstein ballroom!”
“Those are all wrestling things, huh?” Cami asked.
“So...I'm gonna be distracting you with a lot of sex then while we're there...that cool?”
“Well, you could always start now...unless your limo driver is waiting, rich girl.”
“Oooh, you are sooo paying for that,” Camila laughed before taking off her shirt. “But, you know, later after the orgasms and cuddling.”