Twisting Her Fate
Chapter 36

Leilani only raises her eyebrows and smiles. She looks at all the scantily clad women and jumps down from Connor's back as she runs into the midst of the hallway, her fingers running along the glass walls, looking at the women on the inside, she sashays, her hips swinging in the most hypnotic way, even her mere act of walking seems like a dance of seduction. Leilani shimmies out of her basic tank and shorts. Revealing a basic yet beautiful bra and pantie set in powder blue, her white blonde hair draped casually over her shoulders.

She looks unreasonably innocent with her angelic looks and her light coloured underwear, her flawless pale skin making her look ethereal in the midst of the chaotic seduction. But her smoking hot body and the look in her eyes tell a completely different story. When she starts to move there is not a single eye in the place that is not focused on her, they can't help being mesmerized by her. She swings her hips and then her bra covered breasts brush the glass where another girl has her breasts pressed against. Leilani's eyes never leaving Connor and, for Connor who didn't pay attention to the other women before, he has no chance of averting his gaze at all. He licks his lips, every part of the hungry predator that he is eyeing his most delicious prey. An entire army could storm the place and take him out and he wouldn't even look sideways.

The women that were looking down at Leilani thinking she wasn't enough for a man like Connor are stunned in place. There is no denying her innate seduction and the way she moves her body. There is no doubt that she knows exactly what she's doing. The way that Connor looks at her makes it clear that no one else would possibly be in the running.

The large tent growing in Connor's pants is enough to tell them that Leilani is all he wants and, if that wasn't a good enough indication, the fact that he has barely managed to blink tells the whole story.

Leilani doesn't blame them for their misconception as she can only imagine the type of deviants that come through this place. They have quarter the amount of stamina Connor does. Connor is happy with one woman, yet the others think they need numerous to keep them satisfied.

When Leilani is satisfied with her show, keeping certain mouths shut and hooking Connor completely, she hooks her index finger, her hips still moving in their hypnotic dance. Her sweet voice is filled to the brim with seduction. "Come and get me big boy"

Connor grabs the room key off the bench and moves quickly to Leilani, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder in a caveman way and charging straight towards the elevator.

Connor has had a full dose of the serum whereas Leilani has had a half dose. She knew that there would be some certain things happening before they should be, but she doesn't want the effects to be too long-lasting. Hence, she controlled her dose. The elevator travels up to the twentieth floor automatically. It is the only place that this particular lift lets out.

Connor presses Leilani against the elevator wall. Making sure to shield her half naked body from the actual internals. Even though he is sure that they are cleaned numerous times daily, it is still the fact that the type of people that use the same lift are not people that he would want to catch anything off.

The doors of the elevator open and they let out into a basic looking white hallway with erotic artwork lining the walls. A maid walks the hallway with a feather duster and her large br*asts spilling from her button down white shirt. But she is actually hard at work, not that she can resist a flirtatious wink at Connor, who doesn't look sideways.

There are six doorways in total.

Connor slips the card into the door before pushing it open. He has never been to a place like this and even though he knew what to expect, the actual picture of it still manages to blow his mind. He feels like the limit of his adventurous spirit has increased tenfold in the time that he has spent with Leilani. If anyone told him a year ago that he would dare to go into a place like this, he would never believe them. And if they didn't have an exact goal in mind, unless Leilani begged him, he still probably wouldn't ever go to a place like this.

One whole wall is lined with glass shelves that in turn aligned with a various array of s*x toys. There is a stripper pole in one corner, a s*x swing hanging from another. There are so many restraints and whips scattered in various locations. There are spots for camera setups. All of this is based around a large bed in the middle with black silken sheets. The bed is so large that it must be custom made and could easily accommodate six to seven people. "Goddess, rich people certainly do know how to play"

Leilani laughs because she has not really had much time to take in the room. She has been busy watching Connor's shocked expression.

"Why isn't this your scene either?"

She says with such a joyous hint in her voice, her stormy blue eyes are twinkling in pleasure as she watches him, his innocence amuses her to no end and confirms her good impression of him.

"Call me old-fashioned, but I would prefer to stuff you full of my own body than all this stuff"

"You have to remember that this is built for rich people that have more money than sense. People that think they can handle more women than they actually can. People that think they have more stamina than they do. They need all these things to be able to drag on the process a little longer, they have to get good value from all the women that they've paid a lot of money for and went to all the trouble to hide from their wives"

Leilani walks over to the shelf that houses the rubber d*ldos. She grabs the largest one of the bunch, swinging the rubber utensil around in a helicopter motion. "And to top it all off, they probably have tiny pen*ses which is why they require this"

Leilani chases Connor around the room, trying to hit him with it. He laughs as he runs away from the giant purple piece of rubber that is heading straight for his face. "Since I paid good money for this room, how about you give me a show?"

Connor nods towards the stripper pole. After seeing Leilani's moves, he can't wait to see more of it in a more private setting. Leilani can only laugh as she slaps Connor on the shoulder with the piece of rubber before placing it back on the shelf. "What are you talking about? You paid for? I paid for it"

"Well, you paid good money for the room. Might as well get your money's worth out of it"

"So I meant to pay for the room and have keep you entertained? People might start talking about you Alpha Storm"

Connor eyes the pole and then looks at Leilani with raised eyebrows.

"Do you want me to dance for you?"

Leilani laughs imagining the gigantic Connor trying to give her a pole dance. He would probably rip the whole thing from the ceiling with his massive stature.

"I would definitely take the strip show from you. The pole dancing? Maybe not so much"

Connor moves forward ever so slowly, taking off his shirt. His muscles flex with the movement and Leilani watches with awe as muscles are revealed slowly, his body is a chiseled piece of perfection.

Connor pulls her close to his body, pressing up against her as he sways slightly, moving his rock hard member against her stomach as he moves the denim pulling against him. He can feel her warmth but he moves down and whispers seductively in her ear. "Why? You scared that you will be so turned on by my dance that you will die of dehydration?"

Leilani grabs his hand and forces his fingers to swipe her folds.

"Getting close already"

Connor looks at the tips of his fingers that are glistening with her juices, he puts them straight in his mouth as Leilani continues.

"Okay, bring it on Connor, make me so wet that these underwear will be ruined, make me gush"

Connor keeps his jeans on as he walks toward the pole, pulling on it harshly as he had the same thought as Leilani, having no idea what the load limit on the thing is. When it doesn't crash from the ceiling, he decides that it is worth a shot. Connor grips it with both hands and lifts himself, his entire body held at a ninety degree angle by just his hands, every muscle is engaged, the power, the magnificence.

He slowly starts to move up and down, his muscles twitch, his skin pulled tight, every muscle group is so defined. It is actually a hard workout, but looking at Leilani, who looks like her eyes are about to pop out of her head, Connor can only feel that all the pain is worth it.

Sweat starts to build on his skin from the exertion, a lone trickle of sweat runs over his tanned skin, tracing the line around his abdominal muscles. Leilani's eyes are as black as night, the urge to lick his whole body is overwhelming, her voice is near a growl. "You are so f*cking s*xy."