Mr. Disco Ch. 08

Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.

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London, England

Bed sheets rustled while the frame rattled up against the wall. Pedals of red roses had fallen from the blue blankets of the bed, creating a mess on the floor below. A smacking sound was echoing through out the room, all along with the solid rhythm of the bed shaking and the chorus of their moans. Light shined from the windows behind the bed, as the afternoon hours had moved into the day. What had began as a small affair had quickly morphed into full passionate lust. Michelle Marsh had fallen in love with Luke and now she was spending every bit of time she could with him. She hoped that he would forget all about Lucy after a few busy nights of steaming hot sex together, knowing that she had the body to truly seduce and drive this man wild. It wasn't an easy task when feelings of another woman were involved, but Michelle was as confident as ever that she would succeed in taking this man all for herself.

"Ohhhhh god, yes! YES!! YESSSSSSS!!"

Michelle raised her head up, her eyes remaining closed as she howled and cried out to him. Her nails raked against his chest as she was already close to reaching her orgasm. This is how hard she had been fucking him the past two days, but still unable to reveal her true love for him. She knew that she wouldn't get her wish of Luke telling her those three little magical words without her having to try with him. For now, Michelle indulged on the pleasure she received from his long cock thrusting up into her tight moist clit.

"OHHHHH, YEAH! FUCK, OHHHHHH MAKE ME CUM! YESSSSSS!!"

From Luke's point of view, he was starring up into the body of a blonde haired goddess. Those famous large natural tits were flapping up and down each time Michelle had thrust herself downward over his thick pole. A silver belly button ring was pierced through her navel and though he could not see her face, all he needed was the sight of that golden hair flying back and forth. Michelle had proven herself right away to be quite the goddess in the bedroom, but his heart still belonged to another woman. He had trouble growing feelings of her, as he seen her as just another friend with benefits. Her loud voice pierced through the bedroom when she reached her climax. Once Michelle had got what she wanted, it was time to switch positions and let Luke enjoy the one pleasure she knew he could never refuse, her giant milky white titties.

If only moans could come out as spoken words, they would've been talking up a storm just by breathing. Michelle got up and then kissed him passionately before it was time to make the last position she wanted. From the previous night they had fucked each other, she liked to go into multiple rooms with Luke. It was her idea to begin in the bedroom and some how end up in the living room where she preferred to save her tits to use on him last. Michelle liked her titty fucking skills to finish him and end the night with a creamy mess over her firm skin. Once he was seated on the couch, Michelle situated herself right between his legs and was gazing into his face with her big blue eyes while she tucked her gigantic breasts over his long cock.

"Fuck my titties, Luke! Mmmmmmm, pump that big disco stick between 'em, ohhhhh yeah! That's it, fuck 'em good!!"

Not once did Michelle break eye contact, still gazing up into his brown hues as she pumped her large tits up and down over his large fat cock. Luke grunted, unable to hold himself back. Michelle's skills with using her breasts as weapons were on par with Lucy, but he would never compare them in the back of his mind. All it took was for Michelle to use her big tits like this and it was just enough to send him over the edge, unable to constrain his orgasm from erupting.

"OHHHH, FUCK! FUCK, OHHHHHH GOD!!"

"Mmmmmm, cum for me! Ohhhhh, yeah!! Just like that! There you go!!"

Michelle gleefully awaited his cock to explode and it came as she pumped her breasts down while the first string of his cum went flying from between her tits like silly string. It landed on the floor before the next spurts sprayed her upper chest, coating her down in a pearl necklace. Closing her eyes, Michelle embraced the warm feeling of his seed soaking her skin. Licking her lips, Michelle moaned to the sound of his voice groaning while his cock was giving her a sticky pearl necklace while it was still tucked between her large boobs. Once his cock was drained, she finally let go of her tits and wrapped the fingers of her right hand around it. Michelle resumed eye contact, only to stare him down while she kissed the head of what she had named his 'disco stick'.

"God I love this cock, it's all mine now. Mine!!"

Giving his rod a final kiss, Michelle got up from her knees while Luke remained laying there catching his breath. She had a mess to clean up over her tits while he was coming back down to earth and taking a hit of reality with the situation of today. Last night he had spent the evening fucking Michelle and had forgot about calling Keeley Hazell for the meeting. Now it was the afternoon and yet again, Luke wasn't sure if Michelle had made that phone call or not. He didn't even noticed her naked body moving from the living room as she walked back to the bathroom. The faucet to the sink could be heard running, as she was obviously washing the cum from her chest. Once he had caught his breath, it was time to call out to her and speak about something other than all the blazing hot sex they had been enjoying.

"Michelle?"

"One minute, baby!"

He was sitting naked on the couch, not even bothered by the slimy string of cum that was visible down on the floor below. When Michelle returned to the living room a few moments later, she had a mischievous grin over her face. She folded her arms under her tits, teasing him once she had his eye sight.

"Ready for another round, baby?"

"Another round, seriously?"

She giggled at him.

"Yes! That was the third, I'm ready for a fourth round! We ain't stopping until I've drained every last drop of cum from those thick balls of yours."

With words like that, it took everything in Luke not to find a new found erection. Michelle had proven to be quite the sex machine in the bedroom. Lucy had an remarkable drive, but Michelle was pushing him to his limits. He knew that if they ended up going further hours of fucking, she would have drained his strength for the rest of the day. It was difficult to turn down such an offer, but Luke knew he had work to do. Before he could react, she approached him and kissed his lips. As he looked back at her, he spoke up about another subject.

"I need to ask you something important. Did you call Keeley for me this morning?"

Suddenly, Michelle's smile faded into a small frown.

"No, why?"

Luke sighed, shaking his head while she pushed her hands gently over his chest.

"You told me you would get in contact with her, remember?"

After a moment, Michelle nodded.

"Oh yeah, I remember now but I've changed my mind."

"What?"

Stepping away from him, Michelle glanced away and thought to herself while biting her lower lip. The time had come for her to reveal her true feelings to this man. He probably wasn't going to like it, since she knew his mind must have still been revolving around Lucy. When she turned to look back at him, Michelle finally blurted out what she had been waiting to say since yesterday.

"I'm in love with you, Luke. I can't hold it back anymore, I really am. I know you are concerned about Lucy and you want to try and win her back, but I'm in love with you and I'd rather have you all to myself."

His lower lip dropped. Luke didn't know what to say as Michelle's revelation was almost like a nuclear bomb going off in his brain. She continued on.

"I was thinking if you gave me a chance, maybe you would move on from Lucy and settle down with me instead. Besides, you know as well as I do how unrealistic your chances are of some how getting her back. I mean, Nigel Taylor is a very powerful man, you've already been beat to a bloody pulp once and I don't want to see you end up dying from chasing her. It isn't worth losing your life."

Moving back towards him, Michelle gently ran her right hand over his chest while looking into his eyes.

"We can be together, I'll love you and we can see how far this relationship takes us. I know you're a good man, Luke. That's what I like about you. I wish we had met before you had met Lucy, cause then I wouldn't be competing with a woman who isn't even here right now."

Even though he had a few minutes to digest everything she was telling him, Luke still didn't know what to think. How the hell could she be in love with me? He asked himself this question repeatedly throughout his mind. He looked away from her face, glancing towards the ceiling as he let out a sigh. One thing that bothered him more than anything was to hear Michelle speak of Lucy like this, knowing that they had been best friends for a long time. When he looked back at her, he knew just what he was going to tell her in response.

"That's your best friend right there. You don't give a shit about her being stuck with some sleaze ball rich asshole like Nigel Taylor?"

Moving away from her, Luke sighed again as his eyes surveyed across the room. He placed his hands on his hips while speaking again.

"You want me, but I can't believe you would just stop caring all together about Lucy like that."

"Luke, I am in love with you! Please, listen to me..."

Michelle turned, moving towards him so she could look into his face. All he did was shake his head before replying back.

"But I'm not in love with you."

His words were enough to hurt her deep down, but Michelle's heart wasn't broken yet. She knew that there was much time needed to make him truly love her. From hearing him still speak in worry about Lucy had given her concerns. Perhaps she couldn't sway him away from her with her body alone, but whatever the case, she wasn't about to let this man walk out of her life so easily.

"How can you love someone who isn't even here? Lucy has probably changed since she went to Nigel. Have you even thought about that? You don't know if she's changed or not!"

Luke snapped back at her.

"And you don't know either! Who's to say she really wants to put up with him? We don't know what is going on with Lucy. Your guess is as good as mine, but one way or another I want to try and see her again. If she don't love me anymore, that's fine. I can take it, but I want her to tell me. I've been heart broken before, I can take it and move on if she don't want me anymore."

Michelle didn't speak back to him. She expected an argument but in his words, she felt that she still had a chance. If Lucy rejected him, then Michelle knew that he would be easy to fall for her as long as she stuck around. After a moment, he moved back to the bedroom where he put back on his underwear and a pair of white pants. When Luke returned to the living room, he spoke to Michelle.

"Give me your phone, please. I want Keeley's number, I'll call her myself since you didn't want to."

Her jaw suddenly fell. Michelle had just realized that he was taking control of this operation. What she originally thought could be a duo between them was now becoming his solo show where she would only be tagging along if necessary. She didn't argue with him, as she didn't want to screw up her chances in the future of building a stable relationship with him. Michelle went over to the coffee table in the living room and grabbed her cellphone, offering it to him. Luke smiled and nodded.

"Thanks, I'm going to call Keeley and see what's up."

"Alright, tell her I said hi please."

"I will."

From Michelle's perspective, she couldn't help but feel this was a blown opportunity if Luke was to go alone to meet with Keeley. Michelle wanted to be there, playing as his sidekick. Now she knew that he most likely would be going alone, if the meeting was to occur in the first place. It was only a minor set back for Michelle, but Luke did have a point in his words. Lucy was her best friend and deep down, she was worried about her. She didn't want to let those concerns get in the way of Luke, as he was what she wanted more than anything. If it meant betraying her best friend, she was going to do it. Since he had brought it up, Michelle couldn't help but think of Lucy and now begin to feel a bit of guilt inside of her. Whatever happened, Mr. Disco was ready to finally get out of Michelle's apartment and back into the streets of London.

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Miami, Florida

The sun remained behind a few clouds while the sky itself was the usual blue. There was no wind, even as the November cold fronts came sweeping over, southern Florida was still known for it's heat. Nigel and Lucy had arrived by the afternoon hours. The private jet landed at the airport before being stationed into a private hangar. Back on the plane, Lucy had taken a long nap to make up for the flight's time, but Nigel had spent most of his time sending text messages back and forth through his phone to his brother who was currently in Miami. Sebastian Taylor had been in the U.S. for a few weeks now, living up his lifestyle as a playboy down in South Beach. Despite talking to his brother, Nigel still had many tasks to complete since he was meeting with John Varga and waiting on Peter to call him once he had arrived in Miami. Peter would be working negotiations alongside of him with Varga since he was Lucy's new agent.

After he and Lucy left the airport, they were escorted across town to a luxury condo hotel situated on Brickell Key. The hotel itself was a gift from Nigel's brother, an offer that was made earlier during the flight when they were texting back and forth. During the trip to the hotel, Nigel didn't tell Lucy anything about his brother. To him, she was his trophy whore property and that's where it ended. He didn't want to discuss anything with her except business and their personal relationship. To him, Lucy was his property as a treasured trophy whore and he didn't want any other man potentially stealing her from him. He had told his brother about Lucy who appeared to be ecstatic about meeting her.

Back at the hotel, Lucy's eyes were greeted with a luxury room similar to what she had seen back at the building in London next to the Perfect Kiss modelling offices. Nigel wanted nothing more than top class, the best of the best. The hotel room was on an upper floor with mirrored windows, grey marble stone and gold interior inside. According to his brother, it was the best hotel that money had to offer. Even better for Nigel, he wasn't paying for any of it whatsoever, as this was all his brother's kindness. Once they had been in the room for at least half an hour and the luggage brought in, Lucy sat on the large red couch and smiled to Nigel's way.

"This place is gorgeous, I love it."

"Yes, it is. I'm waiting on a few phone calls, for now we can relax now that we're off that plane."

Business seemed to be the main thing revolving through Nigel's mind, at least from how Lucy observed his behavior. Since they had made it back to the hotel room, he had done nothing more than pace around the living room gripping his cellphone in his right hand. An odd knock was heard at the back of the door. It was three slow taps, but Nigel became annoyed almost instantly in an irate matter.

"Fucking seriously!? We just got here and they're already sending room service? This better be something good."

Lucy watched as he huffed a breath before moving to the door. When he turned the knob, Nigel's angry demeanor completely changed as he was greeted to his brother standing before him. With wavy brown hair and a white shirt decorated in a floral pattern, Sebastian grinned to his brother, stepping in for a hug.

"Hey, it's good to see you again."

"You scared the shit out of me, I wasn't expecting that to be you behind the door."

"Hey, ease up and relax man. No need to be like that over here."

In the distance, Lucy watched before she got up from the couch to go and see the guest for herself. When she stepped forward, Sebastian turned and looked towards Lucy's way with a dumbfounded expression across his face.

"Hi there!"

She turned to look at Nigel and spoke again.

"Nigel, who's this?"

"This is my brother, allow me to introduce the two of you. Lucy, this is Sebastian."

Looking back at the other man, Lucy offered him a smile and her hand to shake. The expression painted over his face was as if he was starring at an angel before him.

"My god, you are Lucy Pinder..."

"Yes, it's me. It's a pleasure to meet you, Sebastian."

While Lucy and Sebastian shook hands face to face, Nigel stood there studying the looks across their faces. It was easy to see that his brother had been caught by surprise simply from Lucy's presence alone. His brother looked towards him and spoke again.

"Wow, you didn't tell me you were dating Lucy Pinder."

Nigel gave him a smug grin.

"It's true, Lucy belongs to me now. Isn't that right, babe?"

Smiling back to him, Lucy nodded and spoke.

"Yes, dear."

He leaned forward, planting a soft kiss over Lucy's lips before they both looked back at Sebastian.The man was in complete shock. Over the years, Lucy had witnessed such reactions from her friends when they came face to face with her. For Nigel, he didn't see himself as dating Lucy. She truly did belong to him, just as he had said aloud. There was a reason he had told his brother such a thing, letting him know that Lucy was off limits. When the two brothers looked back to one another, Nigel spoke to Lucy.

"Lucy, I'll be right back. I need to speak with Sebastian in private for a moment."

Lucy wasn't a fool. She knew that they probably wanted to discuss her, given Nigel's reaction to his brother standing there in disbelief over her presence. She watched both men step back outside the door, preventing her from listening in to their conversation.

"Holy fucking shit, man! I can't believe you hooked up with Lucy Pinder, I'm just in shock right now."

Nigel smirked before answering his brother back.

"It's more than just a hook up. I've got her in the back of my pocket, we are bringing her back into the glamour modelling business. I'm going to make Lucy the face of Perfect Kiss after I'm done here in Florida."

"Oh, I get it now. This is more about business than pleasure? She is one of the best, so I can see her career resurrecting thanks to you. When did you two begin dating?"

"We're not dating, Sebastian. No, I've got something far greater than that."

With a sinister grin, Nigel continued speaking as he looked back into his brother's face.

"I own that bitch in there, I am her god. She does exactly what I say and she knows her place without me having to slap some sense into her. Lucy understands I can give her the best life she could've ever dreamed of just as quickly as I can take it away. I've never seen a more submissive whore, one who truly knows her place."

Sebastian's face dropped into an almost depressive gaze while Nigel returned his smug smile. He understood how his brother was towards women, treating them as fuck dolls at best. His words were a bit disturbing, as he spoke of himself as a god to her. Over the years they had major disagreements about this, as Sebastian could never stand Nigel's attitude towards women, but the man was still his brother. He only hoped that Lucy didn't have to deal with the same treatment other women in the past had been subjected to at the hands of his brother. His lust for Lucy was still not enough to make him fear Nigel with giving him an odd request.