Love In Rio (closed)

[grdybiwife]

Drill looked at him with wide eyes for a moment when she realized he had heard, and understood what she said. But it was too late now. She couldn't hide it and she wouldn't try. Drill wasn't the type of girl to backtrack, she dove headlong into everything she did. Even if it threatened to undo all she had become.

"Yeah you're hot and you fucked my brains out so what," she said as she strutted back to bed and made a show of laying down across from him, a cool smirk on her face. But she couldn't help lick her lips at the sight of his cock as Marcus worked it his fist. "I could still kick your ass," she added with a smirk and she reach to give his cock head little flick. "And Raul would probably kill you if he found out that you got a run at the boss's daughter before he did. So you better tread lightly Mr. Special forces," she teased as she got up on all fours and crawled over to him. Their noses touching as she looked him square in the eye, her hands on either side of his hips, breast rubbing against his chest.

"So I'm here, now what are you gonna do about it Calado?" Drill said the name she'd given him, slowly, sensually, allowing her tongue to graze along his lips.

 

[silvertongue217]

He leaned in giving her that deep slow passionate kiss. His hands went up running along her arms and her sides before giving her ass a playful slap. He took her down moving on top of her again and kissing her deeply for a few seconds. He let his hands roam across her body drawing her breast into his hands and massaging them. He kissed her with passion and tenderness keeping her close to his hot chest and letting their song play against the background of the rain.

He finally pulled away stroking her hair and giving her a tender look. H let his other hand slide down lightly rubbing and teasing her pussy as he leaned in and bit her ear.

“o que eu vou fazer? Bem, meu doce amor desde que eu peguei seus miolos e irá allways ser um melhor colocar então Rual Eu não acho que eu tenha qualquer coisa para se preocupar. Seu jogar tímido e tentando agir duro você não tem que comigo não depois do que fizemos uns com os outros, eo sangue que temos compartilhado de modo na verdade eu vou te dar o que você quer eo que você precisa de um homem de verdade por seu lado”

(what am I going to do? Well my sweet love since I fucked your brains out and will allways be a better lay then Rual I dont think I have any thing to worry about. Your playing coy and trying to act tough you don't have to with me not after what we did with one another and the blood we have shared so in truth I am going to give you what you want and what you need a real man by your side)

He said starting to finger her slowly using his hand as a hook to bring her closer to him once more.

 

[grdybiwife]

"Oh a real man," she teased through a gasps as he pressed his finger easily inside her. "Coy would have been me not kissing you, not telling you how thoroughly you fucked me. Pretending that I'm not impressed by how you handled yourself...how you handle me. And I'm damn sure not playing the hood, you've seen how I get down. You know it's real so don't try to ply me with sweet talking promises about what you think I need."

Even after all that she didn't push him away. If anything Drill moved closer, draping one leg over his hips to give him better access to her wet fuck hole and reached down between them to stroke his cock back to full hardness.

"I want more Marcus," she mumbled, her head back, eyes closed, lost in the pleasure of his fingers stroking her tight pussy. But she heard it, the desperation in her tone completely negated everything she'd just said, but again Drill didn't care. She wouldn't backtrack. "I want you Marcus...over and over again...I want you..."

 

[silvertongue217]

He leaned in kissing and biting her neck a smile on his face as he brought her back over his legs. He pushed his hand deep inside of her for a few seconds before withdrawing and replacing it with his cock.

“Your wish my command baby” He murmured into her ear pushing up filling her drawing himself deep inside of her. A crash of thunder sounded outside as he entered her as if the skies outside were adding to the sound of their love making.

“You are right” He said kissing her neck moving in and out of her at a slow teasing rate “you didn’t push me away no more than I did even though every thing is saying I shouldn’t be making love with my charge and that has been what this became even if its dirty and hard its still love making” he murmured threading his fingers in her hair and pushing in and out of her harder and faster.

“You could have played it tough you tried to a little” he said biting into her shoulder blade and grinding their hips together “you definitely are playing any thing with me so I wont play any thing with you I promise not whenever we are in bed together” He said moaning and moving faster.

“I haven’t been with some one like this in a long time” He said running his hands up to her breast and gently messaging them “I cant even recall I have such a taste for you as a partner and as a lover I cant get enough of you”

 

[grdybiwife]

Drill had a million snarky comments loaded up to counter his sweet nothings but once he slipped inside her again, they were lost to her. With the storm and soft music playing in the background she could understand how he could confuse what was happening between them as lovemaking. Not to mention the humidity and bare skin made most foreigners romantic.

So what's my excuse? She found herself thinking as she slipped an arm around his neck for leverage so she could meet his thrusts. And before she could think about it, her other hand had found his and laced their fingers together as their bodies moved in tandem. With her leg latched around his, Drill kept his thrusts short so the tip of his cock made constant contact with her g-spot and in no time her body was wracked with shudders as she edged towards climax.

"Mmm that's right on my spot," she groaned as she craned her neck to nibble at his ear. "I'm gonna cum again...I can't believe you're gonna make me cum again."

And she would have had her phone not rang. Her business line, which meant she had to answer but still she had no intentions of getting off the wonder that was his cock. Luckily her jeans were within reach and she grabbed them without letting go his hand, continued working her hips against him.

"I gotta get this but I'll fuckin shoot your big toe off if you pull out...or make a sound," she said, almost playfully as she answered the call.

"Olá...Eu sou bom... O que a foda eu deveria ter feito, tirar as balas? Ruim o suficiente que eu tenho um...Disse que eu sou bom. Quem você acha que você está falando. Não me insulte com aquela merda... O cara novo? Ele não é. Eu não posso ver o meu próprio rabo. Sim, bem, ele não funcionar para você... Eu não vou embora onde eu estou. E eles vão estar nos sacos com o resto deles. Me teste... Yeah, yeah assim que você disse. É só uma questão de tempo antes que alguém percebe que eu sou mais útil do que você, filho da puta bunda mole (Hello. I am good. What the fuck should I have done, take the bullets? Bad enough I got one. Said I'm good. Who you think you talking to. Don't insult me with that bullshit. What new guy? He's not. I can't watch my own ass. Yeah, well he don't work for you. I'm not leaving where I'm at. And they'll be in the bags with the rest of them. Try me. Yeah, yeah so you've said. It's only a matter of time before somebody realizes I'm more useful than you, soft ass motherfucker)." Whether or not Marcus understood didn't matter, she was too angry to measure her speech so that he could catch every syllable. Drill imagined that he could tell by her tone that whatever she said wasn't pleasant, and still she didn't move out of his arms, hadn't let his hand go.

And then there was a laugh on the other end of the phone, so loud that she doubted he missed it since he lay so close. "É melhor ser feliz que eu estou bem," she said with a chuckle, the aggression draining out of her instantly. "Assim que se estabelece. Eu juro. Sem preocupa irmão (You better be glad I'm okay...As soon as it settles down. I swear. No worries brother)." With that Drill turned the phone off and tossed it away.

"I'll explain after you make me cum again."

 

[silvertongue217]

“Understood” He said curious. From what he heard and understood he knew it wasn’t pleasant yet at the end she seemed to be friendly with whoever it was. The big boss perhaps? It wouldn’t surprise him after all he knew she reported to some one in the Favela supposedly some on in her fathers operation. How long did she expect her little secret to last? After all her father and to an extent her where never out of the lime light of Rio.

Surely some one would recognize her?

His rational mind wanted to stop her and ask her questions to get the full scope of the situation. However before he could she was tossing the phone away and he was very aware that she was still working her pussy up and down and messaging his cock.

And suddenly it didn’t seem as important

He moaned and captured her lips giving her a hot rough kiss as his hands gripped her ass. He made out with her passionately smacking her ass and using it as leverage to thrust her up and down on his cock. All thoughts of what they went through fled his mind until all that remained was her.

“Oh god your going to make me cum” he hissed moving harder and faster “damn you feel so fucking good!”

 

[grdybiwife]

She saw the questions in his face the moment she tossed the phone away, but they were gone in an instant and he was attacking her mouth with his again. Animalistic grunts vibrated across her tongue as he pawed at her with his strong rough hands. Each slap to her ass stung a little more and she had the feeling there might be a fiery red glow to her cheeks once they were done. But that wasn't something she was opposed to, Drill liked a little manhandling in the bedroom. Craved it. Most of her partners, in either life, just couldn't keep up with her. But Marcus.

He didn't have to tell her he was close, Drill could feel it. His body was tense against hers, his thrusts had lost all rhythm and his cock throbbed inside of her. Drill rocked her body to counter his movements as her own climax approached.

"Mmmhmm," she moaned in agreement as her body trembled against his. "Give it to me Marcus...Push me over the edge...I'm gonna cum with you...I wanna cum with you..."

She heard herself say it and cringed a little. But all reservation went out the window as Marcus pushed her over the edge and she screamed his name for the hundredth time tonight.

 

[silvertongue217]

“I know baby” He said thrusting in and out of her harder and faster feeling his own release coming “I know I know” He murmured burying himself into her neck and thrusting in hard. His cock twitched and swelled his need to release inside of her over taking him as he thrust in deep. His cock exploded his cum thrusting deep inside of her and spilling into her as he continued to thrust and moan. Animalistic grunts and sounds came from him as he rode out his orgasm cuming hard and filling her until it began to leak out between his cock.

He finally felt his cock beginning to go limp and pulled out panting heavily. He gave her a look the look of a man who was very pleased and well fucked and dropped her onto the bed giving her a deep slow kiss before laying down on the other side.

“The rains still going” He murmured pulling her close his hands massaging her hips as he nestled her against his chest “you going to do the whole push away no? Because I like to curl up after sex and you feel good” He murmured curling into her and biting and sucking on her neck possessively.

 

[grdybiwife]

"If I could move maybe," she said with a smirk as she allowed him pull her close. But even as she said it, Drill knew it wasn't true. There was no way she was leaving the comfort of his embrace, and she leaned into it, blushing at his love bites and kisses to the back of her neck.

A small sigh escaped her as she settled into his chest and she rolled her eyes at how silly it sounded. And then this fell out of her mouth. "I can't promise I'll give in so easy all the time but I'm hard pressed to disagree with you," she mumbled as her eyes drifted shut. Before long sleep took her. Drill wouldn't admit it but this was the easiest she'd ever fallen asleep in the slums. Curled up next to a stranger hired to protect her.

 

[silvertongue217]

“I know” He said skiing her cheek and letting her drop off to sleep. He watched her sleep for a few minuets stroking her hair and admiring her. He knew he was in trouble, trouble because he could feel himself falling for her and falling for her hard. She was unlike any girl he had ever met before so much more than just a pretty face. She was capable and driven willing to do whatever she needed to get her goals done. He admired that perhaps because it was almost like looking into a mirror a few months ago. He remembered what it was like to be like that missed it even.

He got up gently letting go of her and grabbing his phone. It began to beep her fathers name coming up. He made sure to step away and answered it swiping his thumb and putting it to his ear.

“How was your evening?” Her father asked a smile on his face

“Good sir” He said glancing over at her “we just saw some sites nothing more nothing less I don’t think she will have a problem with me being her body guard”

“Really?” He said in surprise “that’s excellent you really are worth the money I have a dinner tomorrow I need her to attend will you let her know”

“I will sir” He said looking over at her “I have to get some sleep though good night sir”


He ended the call and went back to bed crawling in after her. He buried himself into her hair breathing in deeply and letting him self center. He drifted off to sleep one hand on her breast and the other on her hip keeping her close by.

 

[grdybiwife]

Drill woke with a start, sat straight up in bed. Well almost. There was an arms holding, locking her in close to a brick wall of a chest. Marcus. The dull throbbing in her leg. It all came back to her in a rush, but she found herself settling back down, enjoying the security of his embrace.

Don't so this Drill get your shit together. This ain't your thing. But even as she thought it, she couldn't wipe the grin off her face. Even if she could feel his dried cum on her thighs and he snored in her ear, Drill thought she could stay like this all day. Snap the fuck out of it Drill it was just a fuck. But it wasn't, not with the way he held her. She vaguely remembered him smelling her hair in her sleep, soft kisses to her shoulders when she stirred. And they never separated, all night they stayed tangled together.

Drill lifted her head to peek at he window behind him. It was boarded up tight but bright blades of sunshine made it's way through to paint lines on the floor. They had to get up and back to her car so they could get out of the favela without anybody looking too hard for her.

She spun gingerly in his arms, planted a kiss on his chest before she could stop herself. "Hey sleepy head we gotta make moves," she said as she slipped out from beneath him, wincing at her still tender wound as she got to her feet. Still naked she dug around in the bins for fresh clothes for them.

 

[silvertongue217]

He slept peacefully for the first time in months

Free of nightmares, free of his burdens, and free of the drink that he used to numb himself. He curled up with her breathing in her hair and keeping his hand on her breast. It wasn’t until she finally extracted her self from his embrace that he began to move groaning and opening his eyes. He sighed hearing her words and grumbling slightly before he began to move.

“Not a morning person” He murmured his hair disheveled and his eyes taking in the sunlight. He got up watching her rooting around for clothing and frowning. He knew they needed to get back but he wasn’t excited about it. Not only would they have to confront there new relationship but also skirt around it while also dealing with her father.

He got up pulling his boxers back on and his dried clothes. He walked over to her watching her root around for clothing and picking her up. He turned her and pressed her against the wall kissing her deeply and running his fingers through her hair.

“Don’t suppose we have time to take a shower” He murmured against her lips playing with her hair.

 

[grdybiwife]

"Well it's not exactly morning," she said as she pulled on a pair of panties, having found an outfit that would allow her to go unnoticed by any police who might have spotted them the night before. With her hair back in it's naturally curly state, a long sleeved crop top and floral maxi skirt, Drill would look like any other bombshell favela girl on her way to the beach. She found a tank top for Marcus but before she could tell him, she was in the air. Then the wall was at her back and his lips on hers, making her forget for a moment that she wasn't supposed to get attached to him.

"The faster we get out of here the better I'll feel," she said, reluctantly pushing him away so she could get dressed. "Lose that shirt, there's blood on it," she told him and tossed him the tank top before she slipped on a pair of flip flops and moved to the door to peek out.

She'd picked the shack for a reason, it provided an unobstructed view of the hill below and the road up was only wide enough to be taken on foot. From the doorway she could see the scurry of bodies moving about their day with only a handful of the tactical uniforms of the police milling around. She also had a clear view of her place and from what she could tell it was undisturbed.

"Vamos Calado," she said as she stepped out in to the hot sun and moved immediately down the hill Knowing that Marcus was only a step or two behind her. She didn't look around, moving purposely but not directly to her place and within a few minutes they made it there without anyone looking at them twice. With the exception of a few catcalls from passersby, Drill hurried inside to grab her keys and a purse before they jumped in the car.

 

[silvertongue217]

He frowned watching her leave after pushing him away. He should have known that the morning after wouldn’t have been as sweet as the night before. She was building her wall carefully back up piece by piece. Marcus changed shirts and followed after her trying to figure out what his next move was. He knew he should have left it alone for the sake of his career.

But he couldn’t

He could feel a pull a certain tugging on his heart that hadn’t been there before. He hadn’t felt this way in a long time and most certainly not about a woman like he did with her. Was it love? He wasn’t sure but he knew it wasn’t some thing he was ready to give up just yet.

Even if it meant seducing her

He stayed quite for the time being following her without a word and getting into the car after her. He stole a glance at her then settled in watching as the Favela disappeared and they went back into the high-class area or Rio so many people flocked to.

“We need to make a stop” He finally said turning to her “at my place your dad will suspicious if I show up like this” He said gesturing at his simple clothing.

 

[grdybiwife]

"Yeah...sure," She said absently, her mind wondering at the situation she found herself in with him. Drill could feel his sidelong glances at her as she drove and she tried her best to remain nonchalant about it. He wanted her, and not just for the sex, she could feel it. The quiet brooding on the walk back to get her car. She hated this part, the awkward morning after. This is way she tended to sneak off in the middle of the night, sometimes without the decency of a proper excuse.

"Look Marcus," she said as she followed his grumbled directions toward the low rent district. It wasn't as bad as the slums but it was still seedy enough for her father to warn against her going there. She chuckled at that, wondering how he might feel if he knew the man he hired to protect her was leading her here. "I don't want this to get weird. Last night was great but I'm not exactly girlfriend material. Commitments just aren't my thing and with what I'm doing I can't really risk being tied down. Shit like that gets used against you with the quickness...and I don't think I can make that choice again," she said before she realized what she was admitting.

 

[silvertongue217]

Do you think I am just going to give up” He said waiting for her to say her piece and tipping his head giving her a sign he understood. He raised an eyebrow and shook his head preparing the speech he devised during the ride over to his place.

“You and I both know what happened last night was more than just sex” He said fixing her with a measured stare “and your right you and I aren’t going to have a normal relationship but we are partners and we clearly have a connection discreetly I think there is no reason why we cant be together now I am sure you will fight me on it but I wont stop trying I am determined not to make last night a one night stand He said leaning in to kiss her quickly before opening her car door.
He stepped out of his house ten minutes later wearing one of his best suits. The one cut to show off his muscular body. He was shaved and smooth wearing his Prada cologne and with his flask firmly at home. A mission had given him a sobriety he never thought h would have again and he was determined to keep it going while he was on his mission. He got into her car and scooted in knowing she would see and smell him.

And ready to go to war if he had to for her

 

[grdybiwife]

Drill had a comeback loaded up but then he kissed her. It was quick, but still it hinted at the passion they had shared the night before and effective cleared her mind of any objections to what he'd suggested. Then like that Marcus was gone, and Drill was pissed.

"He has no idea who he's fuckin' with," she mumbled to herself as she watched him jog into his house. "Didn't even invite me inside and thinks he's gonna turn my life upside down. Sure he's good with a gun and built like a brick wall...and he smells so good and fuck look at that suit," she said as he came strolling out of the house.

As he got closer Drill noticed that he'd shaved and when he finally got into the care there wasn't a cloud of booze around him. Just that heavenly cologne. And again her mind was clear. Drill salivated at the sight of him. Even the cocky smirk on his face didn't turn her off, sure she wanted to knock it off but then maybe sit on his cock after.

Fuck.

"You clean up nice," she said with a cool smirk as she put the car in gear and pulled out into the street. "Shame though...I like a little stubble."

Back in the city Drill got back to her usual driving and weaved her way through the city without letting her foot off the gas. She did at least 60 in the parking garage on her way into her spot near the private elevator to the penthouse.

"I really hope Papa's at the office. I really can't take him right now," she mumbled as she got out of the car and headed immediately to the elevator, not even waiting for Marcus. The elevator opened as so as she hit the call button and she stepped inside.

Keep it together Drill...it's only a 30 second ride...just don't let him kiss you again.

 

[silvertongue217]

“uh huh” said keeping the smile off of his face while making a mental note of the stubble. He could see he rattled her and he had to bite his lip to resist the urge to be smug about it. He was by no means in the clear yet she was going to fight him every step of the way. He was prepared though feeling focused for the first time in a while. He had mad a vow the night before to have her again.

And have her again he would

He didn’t make another move instead letting the effect of his smell and presence keep him in her mind. He watched the city transform before his eyes and sighed knowing that being back here wouldn’t do him any favors. He would have to pull his punches play the part more and it would give her ample time to put some space and walls between them.

Just like that they were back in. He opened her door letting his hand brush against her arm before following her to the elevator. He could see her sweating a little and smirked knowing that as long as there was no one in there he would have a chance to give her a last little reminder of their time together.

And he was in luck

The elevator closed and he turned grabbing her and spinning her into his arms. He kissed her deeply pressing her against the wall and letting his tongue slide into her mouth before she could push him away his hands ran up her sides running through her hair as he kissed her with passion and fervor.

 

[grdybiwife]

And he kissed her again, just when she was about to warn him against it, Marcus had her pinned to the elevator wall. His hands in her hair, tongue in her mouth before she could say anything about the cameras. So intoxicated by the smell of him, she almost forgot herself but when she did, Drill grab his hand, his thumb in particular and pulled it back, twisting it away from his body while she shoved him back with her other hand.

"Are you fucking crazy," she shouted as she wiped her lips and let him go. "You don't think there's cameras in her you moron. And it's not hotel security watching. My father's private team and you better hope whoever's watching isn't friendly with Raul. Otherwise your job just got harder."

As soon as the doors opened, Drill stormed out of the elevator and went straight to her room, slammed the door behind her. In the back of her closet, she tucked her phone and the clothes she'd worn in the drawers hidden behind her wall of shoes. That's when she noticed the boxes on her bed. There was a note on the top and she tore it open, already knowing who it was from.

Princess,
I know you're angry with me about hiring Marcus but a father needs to protect his child. I understand you're an adult now and you are more than capable of making your own life choices but you will never stop being my little girl. And I will do ANYTHING to keep you out of harms way. The board gala is this evening and I had hoped that you would accompany. If you are to be my heir, it is high time that you familiarize yourself with your future employees.
All my love
Papa​

"Great," she grumbled as she tore open the top box to find a pair of black Jimmy Choo stilettos. The second box contained a floor length evening gown of black silk and lace. It had long lace sleeved with a finger hook that would effectively conceal both her sleevs. There was a high neck line but was pretty much backless save the three delicat silver chains that ran from the neck to just above where the cleft of her ass would begin. It was beautiful and she couldn't so no to such extravagant gifts, even if the design of the dress told of the company she would be in. Stiff, staunch, millionaires with plastic wives and rehab kids. It was everything she hated about this world, but she didn't have a choice, so she called her Dad who was in a meeting and left a message with his assistant that she would attend. He must have anticipated her call because his assistant gave all the details. The car would arrive at seven to transport her and Marcus to the Museum of Modern Art, that gave her about four hours to figure out exactly what to do to keep Marcus at bay.

And to keep herself from succumbing to his advances.

 

[silvertongue217]

He sighed following after her berating himself. He should have known better He thought to himself following her. The elevator wasn’t the place to do what he did. He was losing hi dg not thinking things through clearly. The girl wasn’t just any girl this was her fathers hotel watched by her fathers men and if he kept playing around like that some one would find out and he would be in a world of hurt. He bit his lip feeling awkward suddenly as well as thirsty for alcohol.

“Don’t” He murmured to himself looking at the door and wanting to follow. Instead he wisely choose to give her space walking over to the telephone and punching in a number.

“Room service”

“I trust you know Mrs. Archambault usual breakfast could you send it up please? This is her body guard Marcus”

“Right away sir”

He put the phone down and pulled his cell phone out next reading the text Mr. Archambault receptionist sent him. They were apparently attending a galla tonight and he was to accompany her. His eyebrows raised taking note that Mr. Archambault was leaving a tux in one of the guest rooms for him. Did the protection often go in Tux’s? Not that he was aware of which made it seem more like a date than an actual job.

Was there some thing his employer was trying to tell him?

Before he could spend to much time on it there was a knock on the door and room service was bringing in her usual breakfast. He thanked them and pushed it into the dining room laving it waiting for her as he sat down in one of the chairs. He picked up the newspaper and brought it to his face beginning to read it as he waited.

 

[grdybiwife]

After a shower and straightening her hair, Drill paced around her room in just her robe and fluffy slippers, mulling over the night before. She was almost killed, shot dead in the favela. If they would have succeeded her father would have never known what happened to his little girl. They would have never found her body.

And then there was Marcus. If it wasn't for him, she would have died, right there in the street. They way they moved together, in the gun fight and in the bed after, you would have though they'd known each other for year, yet it had only been a few hours. Drill was stubborn, not foolish, and she knew that meant something. Regardless if he was doing what her father was paying him to do, Marcus didn't try to keep her from doing what she wanted. He respected her, took care of her, and not like some silly damsel in distress. He did what she needed him to do. Watched her back. Stitched her up. Fucked her the way she needed to be fucked.

Just the thought of the way he touched her made her wet. The way he held her down and took her made her knees weal and Drill had to talk herself out of laying down to replay the highlight reel of the previous night liason. There was no time for that. Instead she rolled a joint and went out onto her balcony to enjoy a little sun before she had to find something too eat so she didn't starve to death at the party.

When she finally made her way downstairs, Drill was shocked to see Marcus sitting at the dining room table with the newspaper. There was a room service cart by the door and she wondered what was under those covers. All but expecting strawberries, champagne and whipped cream. She couldn't hold her smile when she lifted the silver covers to find her usual fruit plate, pão de queijo, and coffee.

"I'm sure you just told them to send my usual but thanks for the thought," she said with a smirk as she took the seat next to him, not realizing her robe was open enough for him to get a glimpse of her cleavage down to belly bottom, and the tattoo between that read "If you obey all the rules, then you miss all the fun" in wispy graffiti style lettering. "You should eat too, these parties are for people on fad diets. Maybe after we could sneak off to get some real food," she said before she could stop herself and quickly shoved one of the cheesy pastries in her mouth, then poured herself a cup of coffee. All the while trying her best not to look him in the eye.

 

[silvertongue217]

He watched her maintaining a sort of distance but eye fucking her the entire time. He put the newspaper down folding it and licking his lips as he noticed her cleavage. He opened his mouth as if to say some thing then smiled instead reaching over and grabbing some fruit and beginning to eat. He chewed his eyes flashing with pleasure at the fruit and the state of her undress.

“If you keep leaving your robe open like that I am going to take you to bed and have a repeat of last night” He remarked popping a few grapes into his mouth and leaning in his hand pushing her robe open a little bit more and sucking in before leaning back a sexy smirk on his face. He didn't bother to fix her robe knowing she either would and show she was still susceptible to his charm if she fixed it then he would know he officially ruined things with her with his stunt in the elevator

Speaking of which

“I am going to apologize however” He said eating a few more pieces of fruit but not taking any more of her food “I shouldn’t have done what I did in the elevator I should have waited until we got into your hotel room instead where we wouldn't have been interrupted” He said speaking it plainly and without any fear. He wasnt one not to say what he felt even if what he said was a clear sexual innuendo.

“Though I am starting to think your father might not care if we get together and is actively encouraging it” He said sipping his coffee pretending nto to be as fraked out ash e actually was by her fathers little "gift" “It turns out that your dad seems to have bought me a tux to wear to this nights entertainment I am to accompany you as your date” He said unable to keep the smile off of his face.

 

[grdybiwife]

Drill knew what he was doing with his smoldering looks and cheeky innuendos, and now that she was sober, safely back in the ivory tower her father built, she was able to resume her usual controlled nature. "That's the thing about hindsight," she said, looking him in the eye, matching his intensity, as she slowly pulled her robe close. But not all the way, there was still a good amount of under boob showing and Drill imagined that he'd memorized the lay of them from his hands being on them all night. "Maybe next time," she said with a cocky little wink before she downed her cup of coffee and lean back in her chair to look at him.

"He's got a plan alright," she said with a chuckle as she popped a perfectly bite-sized piece of pineapple in her mouth. Drill took a deep breath, tucking away the enforcer, the more level headed and articulate Elle taking her place. But still she smiled at him as she continued. "I can assure you it doesn't involve him pushing me to you. I'm a hot commodity Marcus. Aside from my father's money, I'm well educated and as far as the general public knows I'm level headed and business minded. People have been trying to set me up with their son's for years, my father isn't stupid, he knows it has nothing to do with love or wanting in on our gene pool. People want a larger stake in his company and they figure marrying off one of their useless sons is the best way in. Lucky for me my father actually loves me and respects my opinion enough not to force me into said situations but now that I'm older the overtures are being made directly to me. He knows it's only a matter of time before I become...less diplomatic in my refusals...hmm," she said looking away for a moment as something else just occurred to her.

Of all everyone employed by her father for security purposes, only Marcus was hired by him directly, meaning Raul had nothing to do with his assignment as her personal body guard. Not to mention that he was better trained than the rest of them. She'd have to ask him, but she though her father might have been more concerned about Raul and his people than he let on.

"Pay attention when he introduces you," she said, her eyes back on him. "How much do you want to bet he only gives your name and implies nothing of our relationship, leaving people to wonder exactly who you are?" A grin spread across her face as she formulated her own idea of how to make the evening that much more interesting.

 

[silvertongue217]

She was good

He watched her tying up her robe and sort of clothing it and take note of her change. If Drill was more aggressive and easier to seduce then he was in for quite a bit more with Elle. He had seen her “thug” side seen the ferocity displayed there and had earned a place by her side. Now here was Elle the business savy girl who knew just what place she had in her fathers company and was smart. For the first time he felt a stab of worry at his little mission. After all he was a kid from New York City He was smart and smarter than most but he was by no means business savy. Could he properly seduce her? Without coming off like a fool? Even he wasn’t sure of it.

He listened to her while his mind tried to formulate what to do next. He spent the time composing his mind and trying to figure out how best to seduce this sort of new but just as alluring creature in front of him.

“Lucky indeed” He said raising an eyebrow “I know many of the employers here in Rio with daughters that needed to be protected made it clear to me that I was not to interfere with any match making on their part you’re a triple threat though most men don’t want a woman who has the smarts and desires you do any man who tried to control you or your company would b mad” He told her dipping his head with a smile.

“Seems like one of those old world mythologies” He said shaking his head “trying to get your dad to marry you off so they can have more control of the company not even knowing what they are getting into”

“So I am a tool to generate interest?” He said raising an eyebrow and snorting “If that’s the case I’m tempted to be rebellious and give them some thing to really talk about and discuss” He said sipping his coffee and catching her look.

“I dislike being some one’s play toy even your fathers” he aid his eyes flashing with intensity.

 

[grdybiwife]

"I wouldn't say generate, more like squelch it," she said with a smirk and she leaned to grab the last pastry and took a bite. Once her mouth was clear she continued. "It doesn't matter the time or place, the rules of business remain the same. It's always who has the biggest bottom line and no one cares much how they get it...And there's nothing wrong with being a toy as long as you play by your own rules," she said as she stood and again her robe fell open but this time it was intentional. An invitation of sorts, and Elle stood in front of Marcus a moment, allowing him an unobstructed view of her everything before she turned and left. Her robe blowing behind her in the breeze she created.

"And your threats of rebellion mean very little to me," she said over her shoulder as she made her way slowly, sinuously to the stairs. "Remember who you're talking to...Calado."