Page 116 of Mr. Aster
“That is your wish?” my mother said threateningly.
“My wish? No. I would’ve never wished for it to come to this, but I have been given no alternative,” I said. “Now, Darcy and I are leaving. My only hope is that your nonsense tonight has not tarnished our family name and turned us into a laughingstock.”
“I have no idea how this has been turned on me,” she glared at Darcy while saying that.
“I would imagine it was because you humiliated your son,” Darcy said. “The sad part is that I initially came up with the idea to auction him off at this event because I couldn’t stand him. I wanted to knock his ego down a peg and put his arrogant ass in its place.You, however, did it to get him away from me, and in doing so, you insulted him, yourself, and pretty much your entire family. It’s sad because I did it angrily, knowing it would insult him, and his mother, who loves him, did it to stake a weird claim on him.”
My mother looked at me, “Do not think I put you on that stage for any reason other than to keep you surrounded by women who appreciate who you are. My motive was not to insult you, my dear.”
“That may not have been your motive, Mother, but it has turned into a circus that proved your selfish possessiveness of your family is an embarrassment to all of us. When word reaches Dad, he’ll bemostdispleased by how people have interpreted this night.”
“The man your father went into business with has a crude, homosexual brother, and you expect me?—”
“That’s enough!” I snapped. “Good night, Margot.” I moved briskly from the room, thinking about planning a meeting with Jim in the morning to discuss the fallout from this event.
“Are you okay?” Darcy asked as soon as we entered the privacy of the elevator.
I wanted to yell in anger at what had happened since I walked into that ballroom, but instead, I found that I wasdoing a fantastic job of keeping my wrath buried inside. What a goddamn joke, and I was the punchline. My mother should be so fucking proud of herself for hosting her first grand-scale event on the West Coast and giving everyone who’d had a stupid interest in ourmysteriousfamily a reason to go home confused about why they ever cared at all.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if Jim backed out of his business dealings with my family after tonight’s events,” I finally said. “What a fucking stunt.”
“Are you kidding?” Darcy said with a laugh. “Jim and those guys love shoving shit like this right back at people who act like your mother did. He knows it was bullshit,” she said, prompting me to look at her and find refuge in her stunning blue eyes for the first time tonight since being pulled away from her.
“It’s not only how my mother behaved,” I said. “It’s just who my fucking family is. Jim had already dealt with these antics when John suddenly resigned from his position at the hospital. He left Jim and all his colleagues and patients inconvenienced when my family pressured him to vacate his job.”
“This is nothing like that,” Darcy said while the elevator doors opened, admitting us to the floor of rooms I’d reserved for privacy, which I didn’t realize I wouldneeduntil now.
“Sadly, it is. What’s worse is that I was part of John resigning and moving back to our family home. I behaved no better than my mother did tonight.” I rolled my eyes at that truth as we walked into the room, and I shrugged off my jacket and loosened my bowtie.
“Don’t do this to yourself. Everyone at my table enjoyed the entertainment,” she said, walking into the bathroom and disappearing behind the door.
I ran a hand through my hair, becoming more irritated that I’d let everything get to me so badly.
“Jake and Collin were itching to get under everyone’s skin, and they did. Those two are a lot of fun, and if Jim wasn’t?—”
I pushed the bathroom door open and saw Darcy standing in front of the mirrors that lined the walls in front of the shower. The toilet was in its own closet on the other side of the bathroom, making the massive spa tub and glass shower look like a room in a day spa.
Darcy smiled at me through the mirrors as I leaned against the open doorway and crossed my arms. She brought her delicate fingers up to remove her left earring and then loosened the pins that held up half her blonde curls in the impressive style she had done her hair in.
“If Jim wasn’t what, gorgeous?” my mind had officially dumped all the chaos from the night and was allowing my dick to lead on all fronts.
Darcy smirked, most likely knowing my expression would have her in my arms within the next few seconds. “If Jim was going to back out of any dealings with your family,” she turned and leaned against the marble counter, “he wouldn’t have stopped it before his brother and Collin got too carried away.”
“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known,” I said in a low voice, stalking toward the only thing I wanted now. I brought my hand to her face, her cheek easily resting against my palm. “I am done with this night, but I’m not done with you,” I said, turning her to face the mirror. “All I want is you.”
She moaned softly as I used one hand to unzip the back of her dress and the other to guide the dress down to the floor. I cupped one of her full breasts with my hand, using the back of my fingers to graze down over her taut stomach. Once she stepped out of her dress, I stopped her from leaning back against my chest and ran my hand over her bare ass, her thong being the only material left that kept her from being fully exposed to me.
My eyes locked with her seductive ones, watching every expression and movement on her perfect face as I gently pulled her thong down to gain access to her perfectly shaved pussy.
“You want this, gorgeous?” I questioned, brushing my fingers over her clit and watching her lick her bottom lip while pushing her ass back into me in response. “Fuck yeah, you do,” I said with a greedy smile.
My lips went to her shoulder, and my fingers went to work, massaging in firm circles around her most sensitive swelling point, which I wanted to take with my mouth and tongue. I resisted my craving and instead dipped my fingers into her dripping wet pussy, warm and more than inviting for my cock, which Darcy kept grinding her ass against.
My eyes never drifted from watching her through the mirror while I worked with her pussy to gain pleasure from her responses to the ecstasy she was feeling. She moaned as her clit continued to swell, making my dick dripping wet with the desire to feed its aching need to be inside her tight pussy.
“Oh, Seb,” she said, her head rocking back onto my shoulder as her pleasure began waking up more desire in her.
“I love it when you call me that, gorgeous,” my lips and teeth grazed her neck, then her ear lobe.
