Right where things ended previously, Ian, Scarlett, and Alexandra were having one of the best nights in their entire lives.
For Scarlett, Ian and his body were not something new or something that was desperately willing to explore.
For her, it was casual sex that could take her mind off of things and could put everything at ease, even if it was for a little while.
While Ian was moving inside them, eventually, Alexandra was going to run out of steam. Her stamina allowed her to hold on a little bit longer than normal.
Each bounce brought more of Ian inside of her. Alexandra closed her walls down onto Ian's length and she gobbled him up, before milking his big fat cock, with glorious moans filling the room. Alexandra edged herself hard and came vigorously all over his cock, climaxing for him.
The second Alexandra finished her ride, she collapsed down on the bed. Ian ate Scarlett to another orgasm, and Scarlett scrambled, to get a taste of Alexandra.
"Well, this is an invitation I'm not going to pass up."
Ian tasted Scarlett one final time, licking her insides. Scarlett's warmth just drew Ian in and made him groan as he entered her from behind. Scarlett tightened her walls around Ian and he edged inside of her, feeling the warmth just surrounding his cock as he edged inside of her. Scarlett leaned back and allowed Ian to push a bit deeper inside of her.
Ian slammed down into her and took Scarlett to the brink with a good long ride.
Scarlett slurped Alexandra harder. Ian's balls slapped down onto her and made her gush extremely hard. Ian's adhesive hands moved in to fondle her tits. Scarlett let out another passionate cry, as Ian thrust deeper inside of her.
Ian held onto her and groped Scarlett's ass and with another fierce push, he drove himself into her. Scarlett's tight pussy gobbled him up and released his cock with several more fluid pumps.
"Closer," Ian groaned.
Scarlett tightened around Ian and squeezed him.. The weight of his balls slapping down onto Scarlett's thighs was intense. He just had to go a bit further, a bit deeper, until Ian was balls deep inside of her.
Scarlett tightened and released his cock, moaning when Ian went all the way inside of her. Then, he released Scarlett and made her cum all over the place for him.
One more time for the rode and Ian bottomed out into Scarlett. He released a huge creampie inside of her. The sheer force of the cum which was pumped into Scarlett had been intense, to say the least. Both let it go.
Alexandra also came from Scarlett's naughty little tongue. The trio enjoyed their mutual orgasm. Ian edged deeper into Scarlett and finished painting her walls with his seed, injecting so much hot cum inside of her body in the process.
Ian extracted himself from Scarlett, just in time for Alexandra to launch herself onto his lap. She hit him with a series of lustful kisses. Ian pulled the gorgeous heiress onto his lap and she ground up against him.
"Hope you have enough left for this," Alexandra breathed in his ear.
"Maybe," Ian remarked. "What do you think?"
Alexandra just smiled and ground against Ian. His hard throbbing cock made Alexandra drip. One last glorious plunge followed, with Alexandra submerging Ian inside of her wet pussy. The tight woman bounced onto Ian and fucked herself silly on his big cock.
Scarlett would recover momentarily.
The night at the hotel room was spent ridiculously amazing, but there were yet more to come after the movie premiere that had happened a few hours ago, which now was probably off of Ian's mind.
Yet, the reality was about to slap him harder and rough—than Scarlett or Alexandra would have ever gone.
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Waking up to someone's phone vibrating at 7 in the morning was not something Ian had expected after a wonderful night with two people of his dreams.
"Mmm…" he groaned at the contact, and he felt the bed dipping at the sudden change of posture.
He couldn't open his eyes due to the raging headache that made him flinch on the spot. But he let it go considering the bed was bumping left to right.
"I'm pretty sure there are still people waiting for you," Alexandra's voice came which made Ian almost jump out of the bed.
"Gosh. And I thought it would take some more time to sober completely. Even my headache seemed to forget that the hungover is still there," Ian said and sat while his back was pressed to the headboard.
Scarlett was sleeping beside him, with her eyes shut tightly, but Alexandra was wide awake, as she got the message from the security downstairs.
"Mmm.. What the fuck are we going to do," Scarlett's eyes opened slightly, yet squinted to adjust to the light. She mumbled with a raspy voice and Ian couldn't help but grin at how adorable it is.
"Man, I could totally see you both together," Alexandra said with a smirk.
"Nah-"
"Why? Do y'all even see the tension between you both?!" Alexandra gasped in horror for how straightaway Scarlett said no.
"I've to build up my career before we do anything. No kidding, I'm shit scared of the media. I already have enough rumors about every co-star… And Ian," Scarlett rolled to her side of the bed—opposite Ian and took her phone from the floor.
"Too bad, and I wonder how you even remember where the phone was. Also… Ian, how are we going to back down there without being questioned by the paparazzi?" Alexandra asked as she leaned in the window.
Flashbacks of Hazel and Alexa came to Ian's mind, and how Hazel and Ian put a little show in front of the media made him smile a little.
"I'll figure something out."
Ian said and stretched in the bed itself, knowing he was the only one who's got to do something now.
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Soon enough, the door was knocked and as Ian had requested, a driver with bodyguards was sent to take Alexandra and Scarlett to drop wherever they want.
The paparazzi weren't waiting for the two ladies, but for the man. They did not know that the two ladies spent their time with Ian, the whole night, therefore it was easier for Ian to send the girls home safe.
'Guess it's my time to go now,' Ian thought and opened the door while walking towards the elevator.
Just while he was in front of the elevator, he got a call from Mason.
-Ian?
"Uncle, I was just going to go down"
-Yeah, I know. I have to warn you that there's going to be so many reporters waiting at least for a word from you. The estimation is about twenty. Be careful.
"Yeah, I'll. Thanks."
The call ended, and Ian walked headed down.
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"Ian Renner, how was the late party, what were you doing till morning?"
"That's Ian Renner! Please, can we have a small word? How did people enjoy home alone 2? Did you read the reviews by the critics?"
"Ian Renner! Do you expect awards with the newest movie that was released yesterday!?"
"Can we please have a word with you…!??"
"Someone had a rough night it seems. Whom did you bang last night? Can we get the names?"
"We need to know what are your plans next?!"
"Ian! Did you meet with Lilian after the case? Or was that it?"
The questions continued to echo through the hall, as the bodyguards provided necessary safety while Ian walked through the crowd.
The questions were directed toward him, and there were even microphones objecting his way when all he wanted was to just get through them and get to his car.
As soon as he hit the grounds under the sky, and got rid of the paparazzi inside, one of the bodyguards talked in a deep voice.
"Mr. Renner, there's our van, one of us can drive the car later?" he asked and in the hurry that he is, his words were quick but Ian was able to figure out what he was saying.
"No, it's all right."
He said and with a smirk, he walked around to get to his Pagani, which was fresh back from the repair. He came to the afterparty in the same car, which attracted a lot of eyes when he got out.
Buckling himself in the seat, he soon ignited the car and with a roar, the engine started.
With a quick reverse, he pulled to the main road and started speeding up.
Another call came, and that was from Murphy. He answered it right away.
"I'm outside."
-Sir, I heard the bodyguards aren't with you. Mr. Striver asked to say to be careful because paparazzi might even follow you wherever you go-
Ian's eyes shifted to the rear mirror and he immediately knew what Murphy was talking about.
"Fucking right. I'll be in the studio in a few." Ian hung up and checked the three vans that were following him again.
'You asked for it,' he mumbled as he sped through the cars, left to right trying to avoid any accidents but the curled lips explained how exactly he was feeling.