The Big Score (a steampunk romance; closed)

Sully's ability to fall asleep almost instantly was equaled only by how easily he could wake up as well. It was almost like a wild animal. When he shifted and felt Ria gone he stirred and woke with a few blinks. He lifted his head gently and peered around the room. The door was open. He craned his head slightly and saw Ria's naked, stockinged form with her back to him, going through... what he guessed was his jacket. He didn't hold it against her. He'd be curious too were he in here position.

He laid his head back down and closed his eyes, waiting for Ria to come back to bed. He smiled softly when he felt her climb under the sheets and press her breasts to his back. One of his hands crept over and took hers, lacing their fingers together. "I'm afraid I'm spent for the night, darling," he muttered with a light smirk. "But... If you just can't get enough of me, I can show you a little trick I picked up down in New Orleans."
 
"Oh! I didn't mean to wake you. You fell asleep so quickly, I thought you needed it." She spoke lightly not wanting him to suspect she had been nosing around his things. He would have said something, surely, yelled at her perhaps, if he thought she was doing something she shouldn't. She felt justified in snooping, she just didn't want to be caught at it.

She snuggled closer grinning against his back. "A trick? From New Orleans? That's in America, isn't it?" She lifeted up so she could rest her chin on his upper arm.

"You don't plan on showing me a card trick do you? For if that's the case, I'd rather just go to sleep." She gave his bottom a playful pinch.
 
Sully smiled back at Ria. More of a smirk really as she could only see his face in profile. It was a nice profile at least. He rolled over to face her and rolled over. He planted a soft kiss on her lips before leaning in to whisper in her ear. "While I was there I learned of something about a woman. A spot inside of you that if stimulated properly can bring an almost unimaginable climax."

His hand glided down her side as he kissed her cheek and then her lips again, savoring her curves before resting between her legs. His fingertips rubbed at her lips teasingly. That diabolic look in his face had returned. "It can be done with either my hand or my cock. I can show you with my hand right now... or I can give you the full experience in the morning."
 
"Oh, Sully, how can I delay until tomorrow when you promise such delights? You are a tease and a devil."

She sighed and shifted and opened her legs a bit for him. She tilted her head to kiss him on the mouth until she was breathless. "Show me now and I'll let you sleep till lunchtime." She placed her hand over his and guided it father between her legs.
 
The diabolic aspect smoldered in his eyes as his grin widened ever so slightly. He started kissing her neck as his fingers gently rubbed her lips. He started with one finger, gently sliding in and out of her. He started slow.

After a minute of teasing Ria like this, Sully lifted his head to smile down at her. He gave her a passionate kiss as his second finger dipped inside of her. His lips slid down her jaw, her neck... down to her breasts. He placed soft kisses on them, paying special attention to her nipples.

Meanwhile his fingers found what they were looking for. He curled them up into a come hither motion and soon found the textured spot. "You must tell me what feels best for you," he whispered, echoing her words from before. He gave her nipple a little kiss and began rubbing the spot inside of her with a slow, firm rhythm.
 
At first Sully did not do anything to her that he hadn't done before, kissing and touching, teasing. It all felt wonderful, but she was curious what his new little trick would be. Sully was an experienced lover and adapted his technique to Ria's moans and movements. But then he did something that made her gasp. "Sweet Jesus, Sully. Please God, don't stop."

Sully took Ria to a level of pleasure she had never felt before. Her hips bucked. She balled her fists and put the under her bottom. She did it to keep herself from grabbing Sully and digging in her nails. Having her hands under her bottom helped to ground her as she twitched and bucked. He should have tied her down for this.

As Sully continued, Ria thought she might lose her mind from pleasure overload. She panted. Her moans went from high-pitched squeals to low throaty moans. Her throat was dry, she licked her lips. She lost track of everything except the intense pleasure. Just when she thought she might die from it, every fiber of her being exploded. It was as if everything inside of her had let go at once. It was almost frightening. She cried out when she came. She blinked back tears and clutched at Sully. She felt like laughing and crying at the same time.

"Good God, Sully. How could any woman ever let you go after that?"

She was flushed from the roots of her hair all the way to her mons.
 
Sully drank in the sight of Ria achieving the sort of orgasm most women didn't even know was possible. Her shapely body shivered and flushed as she let go. His opposite hand wiped back her hair, turning her to look at him as she came down. His eyes danced with amusement, lust and a subtle satisfaction. His lips whipped into a wicked smile in a short laugh at her question. "Not a lot of women are willing to aim as high as a I do. I do hope that you are." He then gave her a lingering kiss before rolling the two of them over so that Ria once more rested on his chest.

"We could make a comfortable living and may even get paid to see the world just by our charming personalities." There was that roguish smile again. Sully's head sunk back into the pillow and his eyes began to drift close. "We'll talk more over breakfast."
 
Both of them slept in. When Sully finally stirred he looked at the clock embedded in the wall and blinked owlishly until the ticking hands came into focus. Almost 11. Brunch it would be then. Ria stirred beside him as he sat up and swung his legs over the bed. He rolled his shoulders and stretched out the tired muscles, still stiff from a long night.

Sitting in the nightstand was a pad and pen with a list of services offered, in particular a menu to their kitchens. There was a page for breakfast and he smiled at the options, checking off an order of waffles, bacon, coffee... pretty much anything that sounded good. He of course ordered a whole Boston creme pie. He had meant what he said about spoiling Ria rotten. This was an occasion to celebrate.

Sully leaned down to Ria and placed a few kisses on her pale shoulder. "I have an order for breakfast here. Is there anything you think I should add to it?"
 
She put her arms around his neck and gave him a deep kiss. "Good morning. It looks like you ordered one of everything already." She propped herself on her elbow to get a better look at the menu. "You must like your ladies plump expecting me to eat all of this." She grinned at him.

The sheet slipped to her waist. "Shall we make our plans while we eat, or...?" As much as she wanted to start their adventure, luxuriating in bed with Sully for days, also sounded like a marvelous plan to her. She gave him a sultry smile.
 
Sully smiled back at her. He tucked the order into one of the monogrammed envelopes and slid it through the slot into the tubes to be delivered to the staff. Such a large order would take some time. "We've got some time to fool around. I do believe I promised you... 'the full experience.'" His smile turned predatory and he pounced on Ria with a hungry kiss.

His hands roamed her body until he started turning her around. He used his teeth to move her hair away and gain better access to kiss her neck, shoulders and upper back. It wasn't long before he had her face-down and pinned beneath him.

Sully sought out Ria's hands and grasped them in his own. He planted a few kisses along her jaw as his cock found her center. He pushed the head in slowly as he whispered in her ear, "Hold tight, my dear." His shaft began to slide into her pussy. It was slow and searching, seeking out that spot... Aha! He drew his hips back and began a slow, hard rhythm.
 
Ria giggled when Sully attacked her until he pinned her on her stomach. Then her giggles turned to moans. She gasped with each thrust. "That's ... Oh God, Sully." She breathed. "That feels so good." She wriggled under him, flexing her feet and hands. She could not believe how delicious everything he did felt. She could feel the sensations building already. "Oh Sully." She kept repeating like a mantra, a prayer.
 
Sully just continued kissing and nibbling at her pale skin as he continued his slow rhythm. He could feel her squirm beneath him and it made his cock so stiff it almost hurt. He had met women of passion before, but Ria was a woman who could keep up with him and even challenge him. He kept his pace steady and intense. There was something about sex in the morning that felt uniquely warm and enveloping.
 
"Ah, Sully. What you do to me." Ria moaned. She pushed back harder against him. Suddenly she gasped, her body went rigid. All of her muscles tightened and she came hard. Her orgasm continued as she writhed beneath him.
 
When Ria came Sully bucked his hips several times until he joined her in release. His hands tightened their grip on hers and his lips her shoulder gave way to his teeth. He relished the way she squirmed and writhed beneath him while also holding her tighter and tighter between his body and the mattress. As the two of them came down he laughed softly in her ear and peppered kisses along her ear, the side of her face and her neck. "And just think of everything else I can do to you."

They just luxuriated in the sheets with one another basking in the afterglow until there was a knock at the door. "One moment!" Sully called out. He retrieved a pair of luxurious silk robes from the bathroom and once he and Ria were "decent" he opened the door and watched as several staff brought in three carts of food. Sully politely thanked them and tipped handsomely.

The entire room soon smelled rich with pancakes, bacon, tea and pastries. It was quite the feast for the both of them. As they ate, Sully was the first to speak. "I must confess, inspiration comes in odd places. As a hobby, I quite enjoy all this Romantic fiction of strange goings-on, occult phenomena, that sort of thing. The life of a writer may be difficult, but there is money to be made in these ideas. I once made the acquaintance of a gentleman who claimed to be a Hellstromist and medium. His secrets were all very prosaic of course, but he had developed a fascinating trade as a professional guest to the wealthy and easily bored."

Sully smiled to himself at that. He had felt a twinge of envy upon seeing this man's lifestyle and the freedom it offered and he had told the gentleman as much. It wasn't enough to give up his current path, granted. But Sully was nothing if not flexible. Ria was now a factor. And with the two of them working together, he saw great possibilities on the horizon.
 
"I know what a medium does, but what's a Hellstromist? And why would ya be telling me about this gentleman besides he must make a pretty penny fleecing those with more money than sense?"

She ate a piece of pancake covered in syrup. Instead of using a napkin to catch the little drip at the corner of her mouth, she used her thumb to wipe it and then licked it off. "Food o' the Gods, this is." She smiled and took another bite.

"I can see yer wheels turning, Sully. Jest what are ya thinkin'?" She pointed at him with a strip of bacon before biting off a piece. " She'd have to be mindful of eating too much. It made her sluggish, and sex on an over-full stomach wasn't much fun.
 
Sully smiled and decided to answer indirectly as he chewed a mouthful of pancakes thoughtfully. Breakfast had always been his favorite meal of the day. Sharing with a beautiful woman made it all the more luxurious. "To answer your second question first, I can tell you have been doing well for yourself with your Little Egypt act. And no wonder. You are a magnetic, clever woman. And if you'll pardon me a moment of pride, I have always considered myself an affable man and have a knack for... opening doors."

He held out a hand over the table and asked for hers. He gently enveloped her hand in both of his, caressing and massaging it. "Clear your thoughts. Let your body relax." His voice now was softer, velvety. "Think of one thing on this table. Any one thing at all. And imagine guiding me to it with just your thoughts." Once he felt Ria truly relax, he gently steered her hand back and forth over the table. Back and forth... side to side... serpentine curves... Eventually he settled their hands over a small basket of the Parker House's famous rolls and he smiled before placing one in her hand.

"That's Helstromism," he explained. "Contact mind reading. The gentleman was kind enough to show me how. With our talents, I see no reason we could not put on such an act ourselves. Let the fat cats of this world sponsor us and pamper us."
 
Ria's eyes opened wide in amazement, when Sully chose the roll she had been thinking of. "That's like magic. Or mind readin'."

She set the roll down on her plate. "That means I won't have ta be takin' my clothes off for every Tom, Dick and Francis with the spondoolicks to buy a ticket." There was merit in the plan by that alone as far as she was concerned. "Tell me more, Sully. What part would I take in this? Seems you could do this all on your own, what with your looks and posh talk, and your, er, Hellstorm-whatsit. Not that I don't like the idea of working with you ... Truly." She rubbed her foot against his leg.
 
Sully smiled again at the stroke of her foot. "I'm still working on the details, but I imagine the two of us have enough of the worldly to pass off as globe-trotting adventurers in search of mystic secrets. A few demonstrations of mind-reading here, a story there." He had personally seen that people wanted to believe in magical things. Even after the scandal with the Fox sisters years ago, stories of ghosts, mystics, psychics and occultists continued to capture the public imagination. There was a hunger among the public for this sort of thing. Something that felt as enlightening as it was transgressive.

"Today you present yourself on stage as Little Egypt, a sultry lady from a far-off land. Would it be that much of a stretch to portray yourself as a woman with..." He paused to chuckle. "Forbidden knowledge? You could even dance if you wanted to and keep as many or as little of your clothes on as you wish."
 
"'Forbidden knowledge.' I like that." Ria grinned. "I don't plan on being Little Egypt ever again. Unless we were really down on our luck and needed the money." She cocked her head. "Would you really find it acceptable for me to continue to prance about half naked and entertain my admirers?" She looked at him through her lashes. "I was hoping our ... partnership ... would be an exclusive one."

Ria, me girl, ya've gone and lost yer heart to a man with a handsome face, a smooth voice, and oh, what a way in the bedroom. And yoa've known him for less than a day! Ya poor, poor fool. This had better work out. The nagging voice in her head said.

"I'd prefer it if from now on, you were the one I danced for." She stroked his leg with her foot again.
 
Sully lifted a brow with a naughty smile. He certainly liked the idea that he would be an exclusive audience to Ria's talents. "Ria, I would never presume to tell you who you may or may not dance for. After all, last night you had your pick of men at the theater. I'm the only one you invited backstage, so there's clearly no reason to be jealous."

He slowly chewed a bite of pancake before continuing. "But... if you would prefer to dance only for me, I'm not about to say no." Luck had certainly been on his side lately. A streak of wins at the tables and now a new adventure with a woman as daring as she was beautiful.
 
Ria smiled. "I just thought if we're to be working so closely with each other, it might be best to keep things with the two of us--to make things less ... complicated." She buttered her roll and took a bite.

"For this to work, there's a lot you'll have to teach me. But I do have another skill that you don't know about." She gave him a sly smile to tease him. "My grandmother was a traveler back in Ireland. She made concoctions and potions from wild herbs and flowers. But she also read the cards. She taught me how. She read palms too, but I wasn't as good with that."
 
Sully leaned forward with a sultry look in his eye. "You become more fascinating the more I learn about you." As Ria finished the last bite of her roll, he took her hand and kissed the butter from her fingertips. "I have a proposal. We climb back into bed and you can dance for me again." He kissed each of her fingertips in turn before kissing her palm and the back of her hand. "When we can walk again, we'll acquire some books and props for our new plan, come back here, have dinner, and celebrate the rest of the night with wine, chocolates and passionate love making." His eyes smoldered with desire. "What do you say?"
 
"And you remain a man of mystery, Sully." Sweet Jesus, the man was a charmer. "I say, yes, yes, and yes again." She dabbed her mouth wiht her napkin then stood up letting her robe fall open. She suggestively swayed her hips as she walked to the bed. She let her robe slip down farther to frame her bottom before letting it drop all the way to the floor. Sully may be the most romantic man she had ever met, but she knew a thing or two about seduction as well.
 
Sully watched the sway of her hips hungrily. It was like a hypnotist's watch, swaying back and forth and drawing him ever deeper. When she reached the bed, he stood to join her. He let the robe slide off his body as he crossed the distance between them and wrapped her up in his arms with a passionate kiss. He pulled her down onto the mattress with him and rolled the two of them over until he was underneath her. As last night, he stacked himself up on pillows against the headboard. "Dance for me, you beautiful little vixen."

He gave another kiss before his head went lower to lavish attention on her breasts. "You have perfect skin..." he breathed between kisses, licks and love bites. The devilish aspect had crept back into his voice. "And from now on, I'll have it all to myself."
 
Ria smiled and circled her hips. "I think you really like this position. Just like a man," she teased. "To let the woman do all the work." She leaned forward and kissed him, gently at first then with more passion.

She leaned back and rolled her stomach. Then with the devil in her eye she toyed with her breasts, tweaked her nipples, and slid one hand slowly down her torso to rub her pearl. She let her head tilt back and moaned.
 
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