As the night in the casino had progressed, Alexa had found herself starting to have fun. Despite hating it at first, she had started to get used to playing the air head that Adam Cole wanted her to be. He was very lucky that she enjoyed acting so much.
Cole hadn't held back on the amount of beer he had put away. He was apparently a man who liked a drink. Even though he was clearly quite used to it, he was drunk by the time he had decided he wanted to go up to their room.
At least Alexa had enjoyed the gambling, once she had learned the games. Yes, she had lost Cole some money, but it had been fun. Besides, he had lost more himself when he had started to get carried away at a Craps table. Still, he hadn't seemed to care, and she somehow doubted he was in danger of running short of funds.
Now they were up on the top floor of the hotel, entering the Sapphire Suite. One thing Alexa was not going to have an issue with was the accommodation. It was up there with the finest suites she had ever been in, and that said something considering the kind of people that made up the majority of her client base.
Cole walked in behind her and slammed the door shut. He hadn't meant to, he had simply pushed it too hard thanks to his judgement being off due to the amount of beer he had drunk.
"Whoops," he laughed. "I guess that woke up anyone else on this floor."
Walking further into the room, Cole let down his man bun and took off his suit jacket. It was discarded over the back of a chair.
Alexa knew what was going to be required of her next. Sex was part of a vast majority of her bookings, so having it with people she ordinarily wouldn't was not strange to her at all. In that regard, sleeping with Adam Cole would be a long way from the most difficult thing she had ever done. After all, he was a good looking guy. His problem was that he no respect for women or no idea how to treat them. But that wasn't Alexa's problem. She was there to do what she was being paid for.
"There's only one way to end a night like tonight," she said in a tone that had a hint of sultriness to it. Subtlety was not a strength of his.
She walked up to him as he unbuttoned his and put her hands on his surprisingly muscular chest. "You're in great shape, Mr Cole," she said, sensually moving her hands over his chest.
"From what I've seen so far, you're not bad yourself, Ms Bliss. I'd like to see more."
"And you will," she promised. "But first I need to change."
Leaning down, Cole kissed her forcefully on the lips. "Don't be long. Walking around with you all night has made me horny as fuck."
"Yes, I can tell," Alexa said, cupping his hard cock through his pants.
Cole groaned, enjoying her touching him already.
Wanting to make him wait, Alexa turned and headed for the bathroom. On the way there she collected one of her cases, knowing that it was the one with her underwear inside.
"Hope you've got something sexy in there," Cole said.
"You'll see soon enough," she replied coyly.
Alexa closed the bathroom door behind her and set about taking her dress and underwear off. With that done, she looked through her travel case, trying to decide which of her sexy lingerie sets to choose for night number one. Settling for a very revealing green lace combo, she put it on and gave herself a once over in the mirror.
"If he doesn't like that, there's not much else I can do," she muttered to herself.
Walking out of the room, Alexa found Cole lying naked on the bed, ready and waiting for her. His eyes lit up with desire when he saw her. It was something she was used to seeing from her clients.
"Fucking hell, you are stunning," he breathed.
As soon as she got onto the bed, Cole pulled her too him and started kissing her. Expertly, Alexa conveyed passion with her kisses and the way she touched him. He tasted strongly of alcohol, and as he rolled over, dumping her on her back, she knew how things were going to pan out. The problem with people paying for sex was that they didn't give a shit about making it a pleasurable experience for the person being paid. Cole was going to straight to fucking her, with no foreplay or anything. All he wanted was his own ecstatic release. Luckily, she was used to thinking about her own fantasies at times like this, getting herself wet enough for him.
"Protection," Alexa reminded him between his kisses before he could think about entering her without it.
"Right," he grumbled, breaking off and sitting up. Earlier, she had left some condoms for him on the nightstand. Cole ignored them and went for the side pocket of one of his cases. Aware of the strict requirements of A Moment of Bliss, he had brought plenty of protection of his own.
"Mmmm. Come on then, Mr Cole, give me a moment of bliss of my own," Alexa purred when he got back on the bed.
Moments later they were fucking. Alexa did a masterful job of selling sexual delight and satisfaction, but in truth, as with a lot of men she took bookings from, it was over in a couple of minutes. They were often so turned on by the thought of having sex with her that they shot their load before she had a chance to even try enjoying it. The experience was great for them, yet poor for her.
"Oh my God," Cole gasped, pulling out of her. "You are the sexiest woman I've ever been with, and that's saying something."
"I'll take the compliment," Alexa said sweetly.
Cole got up and went into the bathroom to dispose of his used condom. After he was done, Alexa took a turn in the bathroom to wash. When she walked back into the room just a few minutes later, he was in bed and already asleep. A long day, a lot of beer and emptying his balls had been enough to knock him out. Oh well, Alexa thought, the client is having a great time.
The morning after the night before had started nicely. Alexa had woken up feeling well rested, and had shared breakfast in bed with Cole. It seemed that early in the morning he didn't have it in him to be a womanising prick or an ego maniac, which had allowed the conversation to be quite pleasant.
Now that she was made up and dressed for the round of golf that was going to make up the morning's entertainment, Alexa sensed that normal service was about to resume.
"I'll be having some business related discussions with JBL while we're out on the course, so I'll need you to..." He paused, at least trying to find a diplomatic way to put it.
"Be seen and not heard?" Alexa guessed.
Cole smiled, happy with the choice of phrase. "Yes. You drive the cart, and leave us to talk business. Look forward to this afternoon on the yacht. There will be lots of drink and plenty of sun."
That actually sound nice. The only problem was having to get through the golf part of the day first, Alexa thought.
"Okay, I think I'm ready," Cole said, looking at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in grey golf trousers and a pink polo shirt. Soon, a white baseball cap would be added to the outfit. "How do I look?" he asked, turning around.
Like an idiot, Alexa thought behind a smile. But apparently that was a requirement of playing golf anyway. "You look ready to play golf," she said.
"Good. And hopefully I look ready to win?"
"I guess you do," Alexa said. "Do I look ready to drive a golf cart?"
Cole looked her up and down, taking in her sleeveless top that showed some cleavage and her short shorts. "You look gorgeous," was the verdict, which she guessed was also close to being a yes. "The one thing you need is a cap."
"I don't have one," Alexa said.
"Worry not, I have a few." Cole reached into one of his cases and pulled out a white cap just like the one he was wearing. It had Titleist on the front in black writing. She had to assume that was a brand of golfing equipment.
Putting the cap on, Alexa looked at herself in the mirror. "Yep, I'd say I make a good bimbo set to drive a cart for a few hours."
"Don't complain, you look hot as hell," Cole said, walking up behind her and slipping his arms around her waist.
"Thank you," she smiled, appreciating the genuine nature of his compliment.
"Do you think we look like a couple?" he asked thoughtfully, studying them in the mirror.
"I think any couple looks like a couple if they're happy with each other. We'll look happy together to JBL and Jillian. That was her name, right?"
"Yeah. Jillian is his wife. I don't think she'll be joining us this morning though. Come on, we'd better get moving."
Following him out of the room, Alexa found herself thinking that she had just seen a glimpse of another side of Adam Cole. He seemed to like the idea of being in a relationship with her, not that that was going to happen. In a way, she found it a bit sad. He was a good looking guy, and wouldn't struggle to find a woman to be with. All he would have to do was change his attitude, being more respectful and less selfish. If the right opportunity presented itself to broach the subject without annoying him as her client, she would try and have a conversation with him about it.
An hour later, Alexa, Cole and John Layfield were walking onto the first tee at the golf course that Layfield had chosen for the morning's round. Cole had hired at set of clubs to use and a cart for them to travel around in. As promised, Alexa had been granted the driving duties.
The weather was truly beautiful – sun beating down on them out of a cloudless blue sky. The course's first couple of holes ran almost alongside the beach, giving Alexa a perfect view of the white sand and crystal blue ocean. She would much rather have been spending her morning over there, but as always, it wasn't her choice.
Layfield announced that he was going to tee off first. Standing at the back of the tee while he took a few practice swings, Alexa admired the course. Although she didn't play golf, she recognised that the course was in pristine condition. She supposed that with clientele as rich as these guys, it would have to be.
Layfield gave his ball and powerful whack with his driver and Alexa watched it flying right down the middle of the fairway, traveling a hell of a long way. Remembering the character she was playing, she made sure to sound simple when she remarked on his shot. "Hey, that's going onto the good bit," she said with a smile.
"That's called the fairway," Layfield with a smile that almost concealed his amusement.
"Now your turn, honey," she said to Cole as he took a driver out of his bag.
Stepping onto the tee, Cole placed his tee and his ball, then took a step back to eye up his shot. While doing so, he pretended to give himself an announcement, as if this was some kind of televised event. "On the tee from the USA, Adam Cole, baby!"
Alexa had to laugh at the addition of the final word. He really was like a big kid sometimes. But he was having fun, and that was what mattered.
After a few practice swings, Cole addressed his ball. Alexa was surprised to find herself willing him on. He smacked his ball right down the fairway, albeit not traveling as far as Layfield's. Even so, it was a good shot.
"Well done!" Alexa cried, in character. She walked up to Cole as he turned around and said, "If you win, I'll find a way for us to celebrate tonight."
"Now that's a promise I'll hold you to, sweetheart," Cole said. He walked over to put his driver back in his bag, and although his back ended up to her, she noticed him glance at Layfield. She imagined he had given his playing partner a wink or something to say, 'See how lucky I am?' He was showing her off, and loving doing it. It was all part of the Moment of Bliss experience.
A/N: Many thanks to everyone who left a review last time!
The next chapter will be the final one of Adam Cole's moment of Bliss. We'll see the yacht trip that has been talked about, and we'll learn a bit about Alexa's personal life in the process. A lot of you have asked me about that, so I decided to put a little something in. Who wants to have a guess what she might divulge about herself?