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Chapter 8
Vegeta hardly noticed where he was as their hands were all over each other. Bulma practically pulled him out of the elevator. She reached the wall and slipped the key into the door, opening its lock.
She broke their kiss and pulled him inside.
"Are we in the penthouse?" Vegeta finally asked, walking into the huge space.
"Yeap!" Bulma said, flicking the lights on.
"There is no way you put this on the company card"
Bulma winked at him and walked into the kitchen, going to the fridge.
"How could you afford this?" He asked more directly.
Bulma pulled out a champagne bottle and popped it open, it sprayed everywhere as she screamed.
Vegeta laughed and grabbed the bottle out of her hands.
"Bulma…"
"You don't need to worry about that, worry about winning this bet" She said, kissing his lips.
Her hands ran up into his hair, pulling slightly. He growled and put the bottle down on the counter behind her. His hands grabbed her ass firmly and pulled her up onto his hips. She kissed him harder, pressing and slipping her tongue inside his mouth. Her hips slipping up and down, grinding on his cock.
He sat her on the bench and pulled away from her, his cock already raging to get out of it confines.
"Naughty!" he said, reaching into the cupboard beside her head.
He pulled out two champagne glasses and set them down. He poured the blush, bubbly liquid into the crystal.
"Tell me more about this masked ball" She said as he handed her a glass.
"It's held in an old manor, surrounded by a vineyard" He said, pushing hair behind her ear.
"Very pretentious"
"It gets better" He said, kissing her neck.
Bulma moaned out aloud. His mouth on her skin lit up her senses.
"The ball is themed, this year it is Greek Gods and Goddesses" Vegeta chuckled.
"Have you been before?"
"How do you think I have been invited back? I would love to fuck you there, in front of a crowd" He said, running his hands over and free skin he could.
Bulma grabbed him and kissed him hard. Thoughts going wild in her mind.
"How did you gain the first invite?" She asked.
Vegeta laughed and got on his knees in front of her. He grabbed her exposed leg. Fingers lightly ran up the inside of her bare flesh. His lips followed.
"The first time I was invited to stud"
Bulma gasped, at his touch. "Stud?" She asked.
"Some fit young man, other men want to watch fuck their wives in front of them"
Bulma closed her eyes and her cheeks flushed, her heart was pounding hearing him speak. He was putting thoughts and images into her mind that she was thoroughly enjoying. Vegeta was unapologeticaly sexual and was offering to open up her world, and she was here for it.
"Tell me what else happens there"
"The place was filled with the most attractive people you can imagine. After the speech, people began to move to different places throughout the manor. Undressing each other, watching, touching"
Bulma couldn't help it, she moaned loudly as his touch electrified her body. She could easily give in to him right now, his prize seemed like something she wanted too. She asked herself if she wanted to win or not, and the eventual answer was yes. As much as the ball sounded like a fantasy she wanted to play out.
He stood up and kissed her hard.
"You want me to take you there, don't you?"
She giggled. "Maybe…"
"Do you need me to fuck you?" He asked.
"Hmmm, not even close to breaking yet" She grinned at him.
Bulma pushed herself up off the bench. she grabbed the glasses and champagne and walked over to the lounge area of the apartment. Vegeta followed her and flopped himself down on the couch. She placed the drinks on the coffee table in front of him and walked over to the sound system. She hooked up her phone and began to play music softly.
Vegeta took a sip of the champagne as she walked back over to him. Her fingers wrapping her dress up in them. He lent back and allowed her to straddle him.
"So you fucked these women in front of their husbands?" Bulma asked, unbuttoning his shirt.
"Yes, multiple times"
Bulma groaned and rocked her hips into his lap. She couldn't deny, everything about the masked ball was turning her on. Vegeta's hands slipped down her back and cupped her rump. He pushed her harder into his groin as his dick began to throb under her.
"Do you enjoy hearing about this deviant ball?" Vegeta asked, wrapping his fingers in her hair and pulling her head back tenderly.
Bulma moaned and rubbed her slit over his hard shaft. "Yes, I don't know why, but I enjoy knowing other women want you"
"Naughty girl" Vegeta chuckled. "I only want to fuck you, though"
"You know what to say to me to get me going, don't you?"
Vegeta grinned and pulled her in to kiss him. His tongue led hers as they licked and slipped into each other's mouth.
Bulma pulled at his shirt and he reached around, slipping it off. Her hands greedily felt his chest and arms.
"If you want me to fuck you, just say the word"
Bulma giggled and stood up off his lap. She turned her body and placed her legs either side of his. Her body fell and sat back down on his lap and laid back against him. She pushed her ass hard into his lap and rolled her hips.
Vegeta's hands grabbed her hips and he sunk his face into the back of her neck. His cock was rock hard at this point and begging to be released from his pants.
"I think your cock wants to be balls deep inside my tight wet pussy" Bulma said.
Vegeta's chest rumbled as he moaned into her neck.
"I want to fuck you so bad"
Bulma stood up and reached to the side of her dress. She unzipped it and pulled her arms out of the dress, allowing it to drop to the floor around her feet. She only had a blush coloured thong on, with a matching strapless bra. A sharp feeling hit her as she felt his eyes burn into her flesh.
Bulma bent over in front of him, swinging and swaying her hips in an alluring manner. She heard him groan and shift his body weight. His fingers ran down her legs.
"Hurry up and give in" He grumbled.
"Are you giving up?" She asked.
He growled again. "No"
Bulma pushed the coffee table away, giving her more space to move in, she slowly teased him with her body, moving in suggestive motions. She reached around and unclipped her bra, letting it drop to the floor too. She turned around, giving him a full view of her breast. She grabbed and fondled them as he rubbed himself.
"Maybe"
"Is that so?" She giggled.
She got down on her knees and crawled toward him, keeping eye contact. Her hands slipped up his legs and unbuttoned his pants. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out a condom as he lifted his hips. Bulma smirked and slid off his pants. His cock sprung free and he grabbed himself, stroking down hard.
"You look so good" He said.
"Do you want to give in yet?" She smiled.
"No"
Hands ran back up his legs, up his hips and past his shaft. He watched her hungrily as she kissed across where her hands had just been. She hovered her lips near his cock and quickly stood up.
Vegeta protested but continued to watch her slip her fingers inside her panties. His gaze was fixated on her hand movements as he slid his hand up and down his cock. A free hand roamed her body, grabbing at her own flesh as she teased her swollen bud. Her panties were already soaking wet. She wanted him inside her, but she could wait. His body was tensed up and his cock was wet with pre-cum, he was close to breaking.
"Take them off" He demanded.
"Not yet"
Onyx eyes met hers as she removed her hand from inside her panties. She stepped back toward him and straddled him. She brought her fingers, soaked in her wetness up to his lips. He grabbed her hands and licked at them fervently, Bulma bit her lip.
"I can't take it anymore, you win" He said, pushing her off him.
"I win?"
"Yes" He growled and ripped off her panties.
Bulma yelped in excitement. Two hands grabbed her own and she was pulled back on top of him, instead of pulling her down onto his hips, he pulled her up toward his face. Bulma happily obliged and allowed him access to her. He kissed and licked at her folds, bringing his fingers up and stroking her softly. Bulma rocked her hips against his mouth, he was too good at this. Her pussy was throbbing and puffy with arousal. She moaned loudly as he made circles around her clit, slowly closing in on it and sucking softly.
Bulma pulled away slowly and his grip on her hips lessened. She hoped off his lap and got on her knees, she lent in and grabbed his shaft, pushing his head against her lips. She licked and sucked at him making his head thrust backwards as he moaned. His muscles that had been so tense, relaxed as she took him into her mouth. She built up a rhythm with her hand and mouth as she sucked. He gently rocked his hips in time with her movements, getting even more stiff inside her wet mouth.
"No more, I need to be inside you" He breathed hard.
Bulma giggled and stood up as he unwrapped a condom, slipping it onto his hard cock. Bulma knelt back onto the lounge, she grabbed his cock and guided him inside her folds. Her hips rocked a few times before she plunged herself around him. He groaned and grabbed her ass, pushing her hips down onto him as she grinded on his cock.
"You feel so amazing!" Bulma moaned.
"I love being inside you, I'm going to come soon"
Vegeta picked up the tempo and thrust his hips upwards, pounding against her pelvis. Bulma let out a few short hard breaths and then grabbed his face, kissing him hard as he shoved his sock in and out of her. She wasn't going to let her own orgasm go unfulfilled. The repeat grinding of her clit on his pelvis brought her close, she felt her muscles tense.
She squeezed her thighs tightly and threw her head back, her fingernails dug into Vegeta's arms and chest. She screamed out in an orgasm and kept rocking her hips. Vegeta, unable to stop himself any longer, grabbed her just as tightly and thrust vigorously into her a few more times before unloading himself inside her.
They kissed passionately between moans as their orgasms subsided.
"Fuck" Vegeta cursed.
"I win"
"Yes, you do" He moaned as she pulled herself off him.
They both cleaned themselves up and Bulma put on a hot steamy spa bath, filling it with bubbles. Vegeta stepped in first, bringing the champagne and glasses with him. He set them up on the shelf beside the bath.
Bulma turned the spa jets on as she slipped in and sat between Vegeta's legs, he grabbed her waist and pulled her close.
"Maybe I still want to go to that masked ball" She giggled, sipping her sparkling wine.
"Really? That can be arranged"
Bulma giggled and blew bubbles off her hands.
"You know, everyone will be talking about us right now, after Yamcha saw what he did" Bulma said.
"Let them talk, it's of no consequence to me"
"I just want to be on the same page"" Bulma explained.
"Ok" Vegeta said, picking up his glass. "What page are we on?"
"After tonight's fiasco, I'm really not ready for anything serious"
"Agreed"
"I really enjoy my time with you, I don't want that to stop or change" Bulma said.
"So you want your cake and to eat it too?"
Bulma giggled. "If you want to put it that way"
"What do you want?" She asked.
"I also enjoy what we have, I'm happy to continue it as it is now" Vegeta said.
"Good"
She felt his hand slip over her hip and down to her inner thigh. The silk water made his touch far more gratifying. She lent back into him as his other hand slid over her breast and stimulated her nipples.
Fingers slipped in and out of her folds, up and around her clit and back down inside her. She felt herself getting wet again, even in the water. She turned her head and kissed him as he continued to play with her pussy.
Slumping onto her hotel bed, Bulma unlocked her phone and put her code in. Her flight was especially hard due to her killer fucking hangover and the fact she had to leave a sleeping Vegeta in the penthouse suite.
A message had come through to her phone between the airport and her room. She opened it and painfully sighed. Yamcha.
Y: We need to talk...
"I don't have the brain power for this right now" She groaned.
Another message came through as the thoughts of drowning her phone in the sink came into her mind.
She looked down through squinted eyes.
18: How was the rest of your night
Bulma typed back.
B: I won
18: Of course you did, Good girl!
Shit kinda hit the fan after you two left, did Yamcha see you?
B: Yes, he saw us getting into the elevator, and Vegeta kissed me as the doors closed
18: OMG, yes! Go Vegeta
B: No! It's not good, now Yamcha is blowing up my phone and I'm hungover as shit!
18: Just ignore him, you owe him nothing…
B: You're right. How was the rest of your night?
18: You missed Krillin attempting to dance.
B: Omg, hilarious
18: I know, he is a dork.
B: You love him though, so what does that say about you?
18: Chichi felt bad after what she said to you. Has she messaged you?
B: She called me this morning before my flight. We are fine, I know she had good intentions. You know how she can be
18: Yes, I do. So… Come on! Dish the dets!
B: Hehe
Fingers came up and rubbed her tired, sore eyes. Hours in front of the screen was killing her, her eye strain was the worst it had been in a long time. She stretched out her arms and torso from her chair. She reached down and felt for her phone inside her lab coat.
B: Please distract me from the monotonous work!
A photo began to download on the screen. The imaged appeared in a orange tinge, Vegeta's face was covered by a camo bandana and large black sunnies
V: Does this suffice?
B: Owww, that looks like so much fun! I wish I was there right now!
V: We jumped on a plane this morning, last minute notice.
B: Where are you?
V: Grand Apollon, going base jumping tomorrow.
B: You're crazy!
V: Haha
B: It looks like a lot of fun!
V: When you finish this job, let's go somewhere and have an adventure.
B: Deal
V: Feel better?
B: Haha yes, jealous, but excited!
V: Good, get back to work
B: I'll be at work until early tomorrow morning.
V: An allnighter for car designs? What are you creating?
B: top secret
V: Now I'm even more intrigued…
B: Bye x
V: Lol
She put her phone back into her pocket, her mood lifted and her heart beating faster.
"Time to put this lustful energy to good use" She giggled to herself.
