Chapter 58

The next night is the prestigious performance for the President of Iceland. Brad knows him very well and arranged for this show to be presented. No one knows that Jane is his girlfriend, much less his fiancée.

Jane wears a gorgeous, white, chiffon dress with a sparkly headdress. She looks like a delicate, fairy queen from another world. Brad is so proud to have her on his arm. She is so precious in his eyes.

When they walk into the hall, heads turn. Most of the people there have known Brad for years through business and political deals. They’ve never seen him come to this kind of event with a date before. Brad doesn’t usually show such vulnerabilities or let people see into his personal life.

The guests whisper to each other and notice Jane. They have yet to discover she is the main attraction tonight.

Jane feels self-conscious and nervous having so many eyes on her. Brad grabs her hand and squeezes it for strength.

“You are beautiful—the most beautiful one here. Just keep smiling, and know that I’m right here when you need me, okay?” he whispers in her ear.

She nods slightly.

They walk down into the foyer together. Brad stands in the middle to gather everyone.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for gathering tonight. As you all know by now, this is a very difficult time for me. The headlines and news stories are spreading false rumors. I do hope you will be on my side or at least hold judgement about this until the true facts are revealed.” he says.

A few people clap and say, “We’re with you, Brad. We’ve got your back.”

“Thank you. I really appreciate that. Tonight is a chance for us to get our minds off our troubles. We are here to celebrate the beauty of Iceland, and the beauty of my fiancée, Jane Bryden.”

The news sends a ripple of gossip through the crowd. People gasp and cheer their congratulations. Nobody expected this at all.

“And my dear Jane will be our featured performer tonight. I know you won’t be disappointed. She is the next, up-and-coming ballet queen, and I’m so glad she is all mine.” He reaches over and pulls her into his side, kissing her on the cheek. “Isn’t she beautiful? And she’s been so loyal through all of this madness on the news.”

Everyone claps and cheers. Jane starts blushing and looks down, away from all the attention.

“Jane Bryden, you are the love of my life. I’m so thrilled you are going to be my bride.”

“Brad Halliwell, you are my strength and my greatest love. Aside from ballet, of course,” she jokes.

They kiss in front of everyone to a background of “awwws” and “ohhhhs.” The crowd goes up to Jane to shake her hand and congratulate her on their engagement. After about 20 minutes, she excuses herself to go to the back to change for the performance, and Brad joins her.

“You are so magical, Jane. I don’t know how I’ve lived without you,” he says.

“I feel the same way, my dear.”

“Do you have time for a quickie?” he cajoles, smacking her on her butt.

“Well, you are the boss of this show, aren’t you? It’s entirely up to you how long you want your guests to wait.”

“Oh, they can wait,” Brad reassures, grabbing her hand and taking her to the back behind the curtains. He instructs everyone to leave so he can be by himself with Jane.

There is a large, velvet, red couch on stage to be used as the prop.

“I want you right there, Jane, legs wide open with that pretty little dress of yours,” Brad orders playfully.

“Like this? Whatever you want, Mr. Halliwell,” Jane obeys, pretending to be his mistress.

“Yes, like that, you good girl. Now, show me those white panties you are wearing. Spread wider,” he says.

She opens wider, and Brad goes on his knees to stroke her thighs up and down. He reaches up and forcefully pulls the panties off her, bringing them down around her ankles.

“Oh, your pussy is so fucking enticing. I want to lick you inside and out,” Brad pants. “Play with yourself, Jane. Show me what your pussy desires.”

Jane reaches her hand down and starts stroking herself with three fingers, one inside of her and two on the outside, erecting her clit. Brad goes in and licks it with the tip of his tongue, one… lick… at… a… time.

“Mmmmmmmm… give it to me, Brad. Lick me faster. Harder…”

“Yes, my princess, whatever you say.” He sticks his whole mouth into her and moves his face around in circles. Jane moves her fingers away, and now he has all her juices spread around his lips and chin. She keeps pouring out with desire.

“Give me your cock, Mr. Halliwell. Right fucking now!” Jane demands.

“Like this?” Brad unzips his pants and enters her, deep, hard, fast, thrusting in and out, back and forth. “You want more? More of this?”

“Fuck me faster, Mr. Halliwell. I know you have it in you. More… more… more…”

Brad unleashes himself and fucks her like a beast.

Jane can’t hold back. She screams with ecstasy so loud in the hall, it echoes throughout, and she doesn’t give a damn who hears her. ‘Ohhhh… ohhhh… fuck me… ohhhhhhhhhh… fuck!”

Brad comes inside her within minutes, at the same time her beautiful pussy releases all of her juices all over him.

A door opens from the front hall. Brad and Jane go stark quiet, look at each other, and laugh silently together. It’s the usher doing a check in the aisles.

Brad pulls himself out of Jane, and she gets up to go to the dressing room. Brad tells the staff they can go back inside so the show can start in 30 minutes.

Jane can’t stop feeling the pulse of Brad’s cock in her. She is glowing.