Chapter 51

Brad had to leave the island. There had been far too many phone calls and people traveling there just to harass him. Everyone seemed to have an opinion, and no one wanted to hear his side of things.

His lawyer suggested he go to Iceland to take a break and get away from everyone, so he left on the next plane out and without letting anyone know.

All Brad can think about is Jane. Is she mad at him? Will he ever see her again? Is she going to move on to someone else? Is she deeply hurt?

It pains him to think that she is suffering because of all of this, but she won’t answer his calls. He can’t risk her getting his number because then it could get leaked.

He arranges a ballet event in Iceland just to get her there, and he desperately wants to see her again.

When he arrives in Iceland, he goes to a private spa to re-group. He needs to rejuvenate and get his head on straight.

A personal assistant hand-delivers him a note. It’s a message from the dance instructor saying she had a chance to speak with Jane. She was in a lot of pain, but she is better now. She will be coming on Friday to the event.

Brad is thrilled and relieved at the same time. He really wants to make this visit special and hopes they can reconcile.

He goes up to his room and makes some calls. He’s going to plan a huge gala party in honor of Jane. He wants everyone to see how wonderful and beautiful she is, and that she is what matters in his life.

He books the best hotel where they host events with chocolate fountains, ice sculptures, and a live orchestra. He will have a special room just for her and a room to access for their private time together.

They will get a couple’s massage, and he will ask the masseuse to leave while Jane is there, naked on the table. He will take an ice cube in his mouth, stroke it down her back, stopping it at her ass, and letting it sit and drip down there.

He will take another ice cube in his hand and let it melt, stroking it around her pussy while he sticks his cool fingers inside her. He wants to hold her belly while he moves his hand in and out of her, fisting her deeper and deeper.

God, his mind is filled with all the things he wants to do to her to make her so happy. He’d take another ice cube in his mouth and move it around her pussy, driving her crazy while scratching her gorgeous back lightly with his nails. He wants to mark her as his so everyone at the party will know she has just been fucked by him, unabashed and unashamed.

He can’t wait to see her again. As he thinks about all this, he strokes his cock so fast and hard, he spews all over the bed, imagining Jane lying there on her belly, her ass in the air while he pumps his cock in her. He looks in the mirror and loves his body.

Though the world is trying to bring him down, he knows he’s got a lot to offer. He’s a catch, and no one will be able to get in his way.

There is a knock at the door.

“Room service,” a woman’s voice says in an Icelandic accent.

Room service? Brad didn’t order room service.

“You’ve got the wrong room,” Brad says aloud, feeling annoyed she’s disturbed his bliss.

“Mr. Halliwell, room 1301?”

“Yes.”

“Room service is for you,” she says again.

“Jesus Christ,” Brad mutters. He reaches over for his bath robe and goes to the door.

He opens it and there is a tall, blonde woman with big tits wearing next to nothing. She pushes a tray into the room.

“Special gift from your lawyer, Mr. Halliwell,” she says, pushing him against the wall, opening his robe and going on her knees to suck him. She sticks his cock in her mouth and pushes her head in and out. It feels so good, and he gets confused, still imagining Jane there.

He groans and moans, then looks down and sees this woman with her gorgeous tits. He realizes it isn’t Jane and goes soft.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like my sucking?” she pouts.

“No, you’re hot. Really, you are. I’m just in love with someone, and what you’re doing doesn’t work for me anymore. I’m sure you’d be a good lay,” Brad says, trying to settle himself down.

“Here’s a thousand dollar tip. Go treat yourself to something special.”

“Well, you’re the easiest customer I’ve ever had,” she says, taking the money and leaving.

“Fuck,” Brad tells himself. “What wouldn't I do for Jane?”

He goes back to the bed to finish himself off, thinking of Jane sucking him off with her beautiful mouth and sexy body. He loves that her tits are small. He can’t wait to see her again, to fuck her silly, and give her everything she’s ever wanted.

He keeps stroking himself until he comes all over his hand, and it squirts up into the air. God, how he wants to make her squirt.

He can imagine what it will be like to turn her into a wild woman just for him. They won’t ever get out of bed or get things done. They will just fuck like bunnies, all day long. Brad loves the thought of that.

The phone rings. Brad answers, and it takes him out of his bubble.

“That crazy woman? What the hell is she up to now? Deal with it, man. I’m telling you, I can’t take this any longer. Who do I have to pay to take care of this madness?”