Striping Hot

CHAPTERTEN

GIANNA

Gianna was completely taken by Rex. She was surprised by how she felt about him as he pulled up in his flashy car. If any other guy had pulled up to their date with such a tacky approach, she’d have given him the back of her ass as she turned to walk away.

But something about Rex had charmed her … something beyond his tremendous wealth.

Gianna was a writer, so she knew what it was like to work for scraps. She made very little money pursuing her passion, so she rarely came upon men or women who were interested in her who possessed any more money than she did. It was never a problem with her. Gianna considered herself as low maintenance as they came.

She was disappointed when Rex informed her that Voren had canceled the dinner. She decided to simply enjoy her time with Rex since he was there and pretty attractive, anyway. She watched the way his arms strained in his shirt as he reached out to collect wine glasses on their vineyard tour.

Gianna felt something in her loins as she watched him and as he leaned in to whisper to her. His low voice made her quiver. Gianna wondered if it was only because it had been a long time since she was properly fucked, or if there was something special about Rex, after all.

Voren had completely evaporated out of her mind as she rolled up her pants to climb into the barrel of grapes. She was initially irritated by his antics, but once she saw his gorgeous face looking at her from that stage, there was no way she could say no.

Gianna told herself to be in the moment as much as she could, even if the job at hand had slipped from her grasp. She couldn’t get too lost in Rex, despite how wonderful and handsome he was. She straddled the line as she climbed into the cold fruit, shocked by how slimy it felt between her toes.

“Jesus!” she squealed.

The crowd let out an uproar of laughter. Rex held out his hands to her, and she took them. They were as strong and soft as she had imagined.

Their eyes met as they balanced in the barrel, and Gianna felt something flutter inside her chest. Her armpits abruptly felt sweaty, and she started to consider how much deodorant she had been wearing.

His smile was warm and delightful as they both began to stomp the grapes in unison. They each shook a bit and tried to maintain balance as they giggled together. Gianna’s stomach started to hurt from how much she had been laughing, shocked by the spurts of light moving through her when Rex merely shot her a glance.

“Careful now,” he said with a smirk.

Gianna stuck her tongue out at him, which made the audience laugh. They were a two-person show, which would have made Gianna nervous, but all she could see was Rex. Rex in his expensive jeans and dress shirt, staining them both in bright purple dots.

As he held her hands, he jolted her hands, feigning a near-miss fall. Gianna felt her heart skip a beat as his mouth hung open.

Rex was grinning like a child, ear to ear and beaming with delight.

“Don’t you dare,” she whispered, attempting to look stern.

“Uh oh,” Rex said.

He jolted her again, and it wasn’t a near miss that time. Gianna felt the crushed grapes under her feet swish away from her, and she instantly lost her grip on one of Rex’s hands. She slipped into the purple pile of sugar like a baseball player sliding into home, gazing up at the sky like it was her last sight of it.

Gianna felt abruptly thankful for her generous bum as she collapsed down, the wet sound of squishing fruit filling her eardrums. A rush of purple liquid splashed onto her face as she assessed the damage done, doing her best impression of a corpse pose.

Rex was still holding her by one hand while the other hand was cupped over his mouth.

After the startling feeling had faded, she felt a chuckle move through her belly and curl her lips. Rex smiled back at her, which made something inside her glow.

“What are you laughing at?” she asked.

Gianna didn’t give him time to answer. She used what strength and leverage she had left to pull him down with her. She swished, and he tried to stop himself from falling but eventually tumbled, his feet leaving him first. He had to use his hands to stop his fall, which pressed against the soft grapes and splashed more purple liquid onto Gianna’s cheeks.

He didn’t allow his full weight on top of her, but his crotch scraped her pelvis lightly. She felt something inside her pulse as his face almost slammed into hers, and they held each other there, briefly, before bursting into laughter.

“I told you that you would pay,” Gianna whispered.

The roar of the crowd faded as Rex flashed her that lovely smile. He sat up and picked up a pile of grapes, letting the bright juices stream down his fingers, then pushed them lightly onto the side of her cheek.

The action brought about a loud applause from the crowd. Gianna was stunned but also feeling intensely playful. She pushed him off of her and proceeded to start tossing grapes in his direction. He dodged her a few times, but she landed one good shot in the middle of his forehead.

“Oh, and that’s a strike!” the guide said over the microphone.

Gianna could feel her sides splitting from laughter. It was a pleasant ache she hadn’t felt in a very long time. There was only joy and no space for fear and insecurity at that moment.

Later on, once the battle had ended and dinner was finished, Gianna and Rex headed back to her hotel. They had to borrow a few towels from the vineyard staff to cover Rex’s leather seats. Their skin was stained with varying shades of purple, most of which they could not get off with a paper towel.

They laughed the entire drive back. Gianna could not believe how funny and down to earth Rex was. She often believed that billionaires were so stuck in their bubbles that they forgot what it was like to have a good laugh. But that wasn’t the case with Rex.

When they arrived at her hotel room, it was late at night. Gianna had a towel wrapped around her shoulders and peered at the entryway to the building.

She turned to Rex, whose disheveled hair and dark-blue-stained face made him all the more alluring.

She bit her lip, realizing what she was about to do and loving how confident she felt about it.

“Do you want to come up with me? Maybe, wash up a little?”

Rex raised both eyebrows, looking genuinely surprised. The look, for whatever reason, made Gianna feel even more invigorated.

“Oh, well,” Rex said, tripping over his words. “If, if you are okay with that.”

Gianna bit her lip again, then leaned in close to him. Her outfit was probably ruined, but she didn’t care. It was more so his expensive clothes that she was concerned about.

She took him by the collar and felt the soft threads between her fingers. She let her mouth hang open as his soft gaze peered into her eyes.

“I am more than okay with that,” she said in a low tone.

Gianna let him go before things could go any further. She leapt out of the car and waited for him to park, feeling giddy, like a teenager. He jogged up to her, no longer wearing any towel, looking silly with his stained multicolored getup.

With a few confused on-looker glances, they walked arm-in-arm to the elevator, then took it up. Gianna paid them no mind as she was focused on what would certainly become a night to remember.

As they approached her room, she could feel her excitement revving up like a hot engine. She realized she wasn’t just turned on by his physique but his entire personality, his aura. She wondered if she was something for him to waste time on and throw away.

Is it the smartest thing for me, emotionally, to sleep with him?

Gianna opened the door and welcomed Rex to her. She didn’t think she’d be having any company, so the room looked a bit like a bomb had gone off.

“Sorry about this,” she said sheepishly. “I wasn’t expecting anyone to see it.”

“It’s wonderful,” Rex said without hesitation. “This is what my mind looks like most of the time.”

Gianna giggled, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks and her loins. Rex stood there with his hands on his hips, smiling, like he was waiting for her to make the first move.

“So,” he said. “Do you want to shower first? I can wait.”

Gianna looked to the side where the bathroom was, then had an idea. It made her feel feverish inside and ridiculously sexy.

“One minute,” she said, holding up a finger.

She felt Rex’s eyes on her as she sauntered into the bathroom and closed the door. She stripped off her jumpsuit, letting it fold into a pile at her ankles. Then she looked at herself in the mirror, appearing slightly diseased from the discolored stains, then unclasped her bra and dropped her underwear.

Gianna had a body that many men and women craved. She wasn’t always the best at appreciating it herself, but she could feel every sexual part of her humming at that moment. It was empowering, and she cupped her breasts and let out a long and deep sigh.

“Fuck it,” she whispered to her reflection.

She put on a robe and stepped back out of the room. Rex was still standing there but had turned the TV on. He turned back to her, and his eyes lit up like an explosive fire.

“I am going to shower,” she said in a low, smokey voice. “But I was hoping you would join me.”

At that same instant, Gianna let the velvet fabric fall to the floor and pool at her ankles. She was completely naked in front of Rex. His eyes were bulging out of their sockets like a cartoon character.

His eyes moved frantically all over her body, unable to focus on which beautiful portion of her to take in first. Before he had a chance to move, Gianna giggled, then slipped back into the bathroom. She turned on the water and climbed into the shower, reveling in the heat streaming down her voluptuous form.

It didn’t take Rex long to join her. He had removed his clothes at lightning speed and stepped slowly into the shower. She had her eyes closed, facing the faucet as she felt his body move near her. Her heart slammed inside of her chest, and she began to feel dizzy while waiting for his touch.

“Gianna,” he whispered. “You are so, so, so fucking beautiful.”

Gianna felt his hands delicately touch her waist. They moved slowly up and down her torso, then eventually reached the curve of her bum. She moaned when his strong hands squeezed her, then slid upward past her belly, taking each breast into his hand.

He pulled her against him, and she leaned her head back. She stuck her ass up to feel the size of his erection. Lord, she wasn’t disappointed. She gasped as she felt like a thick metal bar was pressing against her gaping opening.

She opened her eyes to find his, a green inferno of desire. She lifted a hand and ran it through his hair as their lips finally met. The anticipation of the moment made Gianna feel like a tangled mess. All of her nerves and muscles balled up and tensed.

But when she felt his tongue move inside her, she felt all of that strain melt like ice in the sun.

Rex was passionate and frantic about exploring her. She could feel him trying to take it all in at once, not wanting to miss a single corner of her appeasing flesh. His hands moved up and down from her bum to her tits, back and forth in a beautiful, wet catastrophe.

His mouth absorbed her lips entirely, grunting and moaning as he moved around her neck and back.

“Rex …” Gianna whispered.

His head was at the nape of her neck, biting and sucking at her like she was his nutrition. He stopped briefly when the soft sound of her voice made goosebumps rise on his skin.

Gianna grinned, feeling unbelievably wild. She turned to face him and pulled his head down to her mouth. He had used his voice earlier to make her body feel things she hadn’t in ages, so she was going to do the same thing.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

Rex did not have to be asked twice.