Summary: Desiree hooks up with a hot Norwegian mobster.
Author’s note: This takes place during Chapter 10 of Bachelorette Party. Some of the dialogue is taken from the chapter.
Courtney’s attempt to flirt their way to freedom was failing miserably. First she tried to catch Erik’s interest, but he told her he had a boyfriend. She then looked to Karl, who said she wasn’t his type. Finally, she turned her attention to Stoli, who Desiree thought was the most attractive of the triplets. Obviously Courtney didn’t agree. She couldn’t even remember his name; she called him Ulton! No wonder he turned her down. He said he didn’t mix work and pleasure. Still, Desiree wondered if she might have better luck. Stoli hasn’t said anything that suggested that he wasn’t attracted to women.
If anyone needed to get laid, it was her, not Courtney. Courtney had already been with three guys since they came to Vegas. Even though Desiree had met a couple of guys, nothing major had happened. She liked Ash a lot, but they hadn’t done more than kiss. He hadn’t tried to take it further. She’d kissed Reed too, but again, that was all that had happened. If they died today, the last guy she ever slept with would be Kyle, her cheating ex. He wasn’t even particularly good in bed. She’d had much better.
It suddenly came to her how she might be able to win Stoli over. “Hi, Stoli, I’m Desiree. I’ve always found Scandinavian guys attractive. I once hooked up with a Swedish tourist. Oh, what a night that was! He said Swedes are better than Norwegians at everything. Is that really true? Are they better lovers?”
Stoli’s eyes blazed. “Nei!”
“I can’t just take your word for it. How will I know unless I can compare? I’d have to sleep with a Norwegian.”
“There will be no sexual capering!” interrupted Erik.
“This is a matter of national honor!” replied Stoli.
When they reached the Norwegians’ home, the triplets let them out of the van. Desiree was surprised at how luxurious the house was. “This is the most extravagant crime lair I’ve ever seen.”
“Have you seen many crime lairs?” Aisha asked.
“I mean, no, but…when I think ‘mafia boss’s headquarters,’ I think dark, scary, blood on the carpets…”
“We take very good care of our carpets,” Stoli responded.
Desiree saw an opening to resume flirting with Stoli. “I’m sure you do.” She lowered her head and then looked up, checking out his body. “And I bet they match the drapes, too.”
Courtney giggled. “Yes, they look like natural blonds.”
“Move along!” Erik ordered.
Desiree reached for Stoli’s hand as they walked in. “You’re definitely the best-looking brother. I bet you’re talented, too. Are you good with your hands?”
Erik glared at her. Stoli remained silent, but smirked and gave a slight nod. All thoughts of seduction were put on hold when the brothers introduced them to their father, Old Sven. Sven accused them of theft, and said that the penalty was death.
“Sir, please, you should let us make it up to you,” Desiree implored.
Courtney continued to try to flirt their way out of their predicament. “Ooh, I know the perfect way! I did a study abroad in Copenhagen, so I know for a fact that I’m a ten out of ten in Scandinavia. I’ve always wanted a Norwegian sugar daddy.”
“I would never disrespect the memory of my beloved wife,” Sven replied.
Sven gave them a brief stay of execution; he told them he wouldn’t kill them until after his granddaughter Astrid’s birthday party. They had the day to come up with an escape plan. Diana said she was going to go take a nap. Aisha decided to go for a walk.
Courtney decided to check out the menagerie. “What do you say, Desiree? Want to go?”
“You go on ahead. Maybe I’ll meet you there later.” She left Courtney and walked over to Stoli. “I could use a nap too. Can you show me where I can lie down?”
Stoli brought her to the staircase, and pointed upward. “Bedrooms are upstairs.”
“This place is so big. Why don’t you show me?” She took his hand, and he led her upstairs.
Stoli opened the door to one of the rooms. “You can rest here.”
Desiree walked in, then turned towards Stoli. “Are you going to join me?”
When he hesitated, she took off her jacket. “Come on, your national pride is at stake!“ She kicked off her shoes, then reached down and pulled down her pantyhose. She stepped out of them, then motioned for Stoli to come closer.
Stoli stepped inside, then closed the door and locked it. “Don’t even think of pulling any stunts, or you’ll be sorry.”
“I’m only thinking of one thing right now.” She took off her dress, and stood before him in nothing but her bra and panties. “Are you thinking about it too?”
He shrugged and remained silent. Desiree unclasped her bra and tossed it in Stoli’s direction. “How about now?”
He nodded slightly, and Desiree noticed that he was staring at her breasts. She cupped them in her hands and jiggled them, then moved her hands to her waist and pulled off her panties, baring all to him.
“Do you like what you see?” She turned around, giving him a look at her ass, then faced him again. She spread the lips of her pussy and began stroking her clit. “Want to touch me?”
He walked over to her, and she reached for his jacket, but he stopped her. “I’ll do it myself.”
“OK, whatever turns you on.” She watched as he removed his clothes. Damn it, she really shouldn’t be so attracted to someone who wanted to kill her. But he was hot, and he had a great body. And even though he hadn’t admitted it, she could tell he found her attractive too. His hard cock was a giveaway.
“Wow, you look like a Norse god.” She touched his chest, then pulled him to her for a kiss. When they broke apart, she knelt before him and grasped his cock. She moved her hand back and forth, then leaned closer and opened her mouth.
Stoli put his hands on her shoulders. “No teeth, or else.” He reached around and grabbed her braid, then yanked it hard.
“Got it!” Clearly he didn’t trust her any more than she trusted him. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock while gripping the shaft. She gradually eased his length into her mouth and began bobbing her head back and forth. She her hands behind him and rubbed his butt cheeks. His cock grew harder as she sucked it.
She pushed him back on the bed and climbed on top of him. He reached up and squeezed her breasts, then moved his hands to her sides. She gasped as he suddenly flipped her over, pinning her down.
Stoli looked into her eyes intently. “I’m in charge.”
Desiree nodded. “Yes, sir.”
He leaned in and kissed her roughly. He moved to her neck, sucking and biting. Desiree wondered if he was going to leave marks on her. He lowered his head to her breasts and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard. It was almost painful, yet pleasurable, and a moan escaped from her lips.
He gripped her thighs and pulled them apart, then buried his face between her legs. He pressed against her, thrusting his tongue inside her. Desiree began moving her hips, pushing her pussy closer to his face. He sucked on her clit forcefully, and the pleasure built within her. She cried out, softly at first, then louder. As she started to scream, he rose up and clamped a hand over her mouth.
“Stille! Do you want everyone to hear?”
“Uh…I guess not,” she replied.
“Don’t move,” he ordered. He stood up and walked away from the bed, then picked her pantyhose up off the floor. He returned and grabbed her arms, pulling them over her head. He tied her wrists together, tightly enough that she couldn’t pull them apart, but not enough to cut off her circulation.
“You really meant that, huh?” Sure, she could still move the rest of her body, but she was still at his mercy.
Stoli climbed onto the bed and reached between her legs, fingering her and rubbing her clit. Desiree felt her excitement growing once again. A few minutes later, he positioned himself over her.
“Now I will hammer you like Thor!” He thrust forward and entered her. He moved rapidly in and out, and she moved her hips in time with his, keeping up with his fast pace. The heat within her grew hotter as they fucked. He felt so damn good inside her.
“Fortar!” He moved even faster, and she could feel that she was close. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deeper.
“Oh God,” she cried out. Everything went white, and she once again began to scream, but he silenced her by kissing her deeply. As she trembled from the aftershocks of her orgasm, she felt him spill into her.
He rolled off of her, then propped himself up on his elbow and leaned over her. “Was I better than the Swede?”
“Definitely,” she told him.
“I told you so,” he responded.
“But wasn’t it more fun to prove it to me?”
He grinned, then stood up and began to get dressed.
“Um, aren’t you going to untie me?” Desiree asked.
“I could just leave you there,” he smirked.
“It’s not like I can’t get up,” she reminded him.
“But you can’t get dressed. You’d walk out naked? If you could even walk out. You’d have to open the door. You’d be stuck in here until someone let you out. And if you yell for help, anyone might come. You want Old Sven to see you like this?”
“No!” Was Stoli really going to leave her naked in the bed with her hands tied? “Please don’t!”
Once Stoli finished getting dressed, he walked over to her and untied her wrists. “Since you asked so nicely.”
“Thank you!” She breathed a sigh of relief, then gathered up her clothes and put them back on.
As they left the room, Desiree turned to Stoli. “I don’t suppose you’ll let me leave now.”
He gripped her hands and looked into her eyes. “It’s not my choice,” he said softly.
He almost sounds sorry, she thought. They walked down the stairs, where they ran into Erik.
“What are you two doing?” Erik asked.
“She needed to use the bathroom,” said Stoli. “I was showing her where it was.”
“You needed to wait with her?”
“I had to go too.”
Desiree touched Stoli’s arm gently. “Thanks for showing me. Can you tell me where the menagerie is too?”
“Of course.” He gave her directions, and she began to walk off. As she headed out, she turned around and smiled slightly at him. To her surprise, he smiled back.