Authors: Eva Corona
Half an hour later, a speedboat pulled up to the shore, with ten of the guests from aboard the huge boat. Wearing a see-through silk dress, large sunglasses and her hair scraped back into a ponytail, Tatiana walked directly over to Ivan with all the confidence only a princess could have.
“I saw this group of people from the boat.” Said Tatiana in her thick Eastern European accent, pointing to the Select Crew, “and I just knew it must be you. You look like the wild and free ones! Ha ha!” she laughed as she gave Ivan two kisses.
She pointed to her group of friends, listed out several names of who they were, and pointed to Ivan.
“And this chaaaaarming man my dears” she said dramatically. “Is Ivan, our host for the evening.” She looked at Ivan seductively.
“Oh my, I am so looking forward to you being my host.” Her tone of voices was heavily laden with meaning. Ivan smiled at her.
“Let me get you a drink. What would you like?”
“Vodka.” Replied Tatiana assertively.
“Right” said Ivan, and ordered over a bottle of chilled vodka.
After chatting to Tatiana for sometime, he looked around for Selena and noticed her dancing very close to the DJ booth where Adam was now playing his set. Ivan turned back toward Tatiana and asked her where she had been on the boat.
“We have just come from France and Italy, and Olu Deniz – where Cleopatra used to go. Have you been?” she asked.
Ivan shook his head “No, but I have heard it is stunning.” He said charmingly.
Tatiana nodded.
“It really is.”
The hours rolled by, with drinks, dancing and conversation, and soon as the sun was beginning to set, they decided to all head for dinner before going to the nightclub and the Motel for the evening. That night it was going to be a big party, and the excitement was already building.
Chapter 3
The music was pumping when the group made their entrance, greeted at the doorway by well-wishers and party enthusiasts. They were led by the bouncers through the crowd to the VIP section of the club, which over look the five plus thousand people dancing, with go-go dancers and flamethrowers on the stage, and the DJ working the crowd into frenzy. Strobe lights and the world-famous laser show filled the room with flashing colours.
They ordered vodka and champagne and Ivan and Selena did their customary mingling with the guests, dancing, talking about the show, the DJs, the music.
Tatiana danced with one of her girlfriends as she looked over at Ivan.
“What do you think of Ivan.” She said to her friend Giannina.
“He is so hot!” Giannina replied.
“Yes” said Tatiana slowly.
“And so is his girlfriend.” She said pensively.
Giannina looked at Tatiana looking at Ivan.
“But are you going to go for it anyway?”
“But of course.” Tatiana replied with a look in her eyes that read
“I am a princess and I can have whomever I want.” Giannina laughed.
At that point Tatiana went over to Ivan and started dancing beside him. He looked over at her and smiled.
“Where is Selena?” asked Tatiana seductively. Ivan looked around.
“I can’t see her. Why?”
“She should not leave you alone. Somebody might seduce you.” She gave Ivan a long meaningful stare. He held her gaze.
The music thumped and thumped, and the crowd, as usual, was going wild.
Adam, the DJ headlining that night, was about to begin his electro hard-core set. Selena had accompanied him to the DJ booth, wearing a short top, mini-skirt and red high heels. Her blonde hair hung loosely around her waist. She looked stunning. Adam looked over at her and smiled as he got his equipment out and prepared for his set.
“You should stay here.” He said to Selena. “The music sounds better from here.”
“I was not thinking of going anywhere.” Replied Selena flirtatiously. Adam played his first song, and the crowd shouted out in support, whistling and shouting his name.
Selena looked on at Adam, focused on the music, and the mixer in front of him. As he fiddled the knobs with such precision and control, she felt herself desiring him, looking at his biceps.
They were alone in the booth together. As he played, she climbed underneath the mixing desk in front of him and slowly unbuttoned his jeans, pulling out his cock and sucking him until he was hard. They both knew it was a dangerous situation. Ivan or any of the Select crew could walk in at any moment to the booth, and all hell would break looses. Selena was Ivan’s woman; she was not allowed to play around with anyone else. The danger, and stimulation of her sucking Adam as he played to the crowd, her feeling him on the verge of losing control as he tried to concentrate on his set, which was being played live to thousands of people.
She circled her throbbing penis with her tongue, flicking in, holding his buttocks with her hands. Putting him back inside his boxers, she buttoned his jeans and climbed up, giving Adam a naughty smile.
“Oh my God.” He mouthed to her as he continued turning the knobs on his mixing desk. She winked at him and left the booth.
She saw Sharon, one of the dancers.
“Hey, have you seen Ivan?” she asked.
“No. Come on babe. Adam’s set is fantastic. Let’s go dance!” Sharon replied. Together they hit the dance-floor.
Meanwhile, at the back of the nightclub, in the Motel, Ivan and Tatiana sat in the room that had been provided for Tatiana in the Motel.
“So” said Tatiana as she poured them champagne.
“Do you like to drink from a glass,or……”
She dipped her index finger in the champagne glass and taking her breasts out, laced one of her nipples with champagne.
“Or…..do you like to drink off me?” she said, going over to Ivan and placing her nipple in his open ready mouth.
“MMMmmmm” said Ivan, sucking hungrily on her nipple. “It just tastes so much better off you.” He sucked on her nipples longer.
They began tearing off each other’s clothes and Ivan slid his throbbing hard penis into her.
He thrusted himself inside her, and she moaned and groaned. They fucked hard and fast.
“Come on.” Said Ivan when they had finished.
“We don’t want to miss the party.” Together they headed back to the front of the building, where Adam was still on the decks, and the room was still going wild.
Ivan hit the dance floor and Tatiana joined Giannina and the rest of her friends at the table. She poured herself more champagne and gave Giannina a naughty wink.
“You didn’t?! Already?!” Giannina exclaimed. Tatiana didn’t say everything, but her eyes and her smile said everything.
Most of the Select crew were gathered together now on the dance-floor. Selena saw Ivan and went over to him.
“Hey baby.” She said. “I was looking for you.”
Ivan smiled. “I’m right here baby.” He replied. They danced together. Selena looked up at Adam who was in the DJ booth. He didn’t look at her. Ivan looked over towards Tatiana who was at the VIP table. She didn’t look at him. Ivan and Selena continued to dance.
Chapter 4
The sun rose over Select nightclub that morning. The music was still pumping and the nightclub was still heaving. DJ Joshi was playing the final tune and the crowd were going crazy. As the last beats came to a halt, the music stopped and the lights came on.
“Come on guys” said Selena.
“Let’s hit the motel.”
The dancers, DJs, Princess and posse, Selena and Ivan headed to the back of the club, where there was a secret entrance back in to Motel. Two of the dancers took Adam by the hands and led him to one of their rooms. Selena followed them with her eyes. She watched as Adam lay on the bed and one of the girls climbed on top of him. The other girl had begun to strip, before cutting out some lines of white powder on a CD case. Adam snorted one of the lines and lay back on the bed, putting his hand on one of the girl’s breasts, and fondling the other girl’s buttock. Selena carried on walking past the corridor.
She found herself in her hotel room alone. Ivan had disappeared into one of the rooms with some of the group and she did not feel like trying to find him. She tried to remember what room he had gone into, but two nights not sleeping, and an overload of drugs and drink made her mind and memory hazy. She lay down on the bed and looked at the ceiling. She racked herself out a line of cocaine to try and clear her head. After she had snorted the line, she climbed into the Jacuzzi. The bubbles made her think of champagne so she got up and poured herself a glass. She decided to join Adam and the dancers in his room. Selena’s relationship with their dancers was a good one, they were like sisters.
She didn’t bother knocking when she got to Adam’s room. Nobody ever did at the Motel; everyone who was staying in the Motel was always welcome to join the party. That was how it rolled.
By the time she got to Adam’s room they Adam and the dancers were lying together on the bed, listening to Tracy Chapman and smoking a spliff.
“MMM, give me some of that.” Said Selena going over to the bed. Adam passed her the joint and smiled.
“Where is Ivan Selena?” One of the dancers asked. Her name was Yvette.
Selena pointed out toward the corridor.
“Somewhere out there” she shrugged.
Adam and Yvette went back to kissing and touching each other. Selena climbed into bed with them and ended up falling asleep. She was so tired.
Chapter 5
The days weeks and months rolled by in a similar fashion and soon the closing party of the season was upon them. They had a fantastic line-up of DJs, and special guest Adrianna performing. Adrianna was currently number one across the globe with her number 1 single ‘Make it work”. She was staying in the Motel with her posse, and already told Ivan and Selena that she had never seen anything quite like it.
That night of the closing party was wilder than all the nights that had come before. It had gone off with a bang.
The next day Ivan and Selena lay in bed together, still not having slept.
“Let’s take the boat out today sweetie. Just you and me.” Said Selena, stroking Ivan’s chest.
“What a great idea!” Ivan said. He looked around for his mobile phone and saw it on the floor by the Jacuzzi. He quickly snorted a line of coke and picked it up.
“Paul” he said as the voice on the other end of the phone answered.
“Get the boat ready. Come and pick us up in an hour.”
Selena and Ivan waited outside the Motel for Paul to come and pick them up. As they climbed inside sliding onto the white leather seats of the Rolls Royce, Ivan rested his hand on Selena’s knee.
“Lovely idea sweetheart” said Ivan.
“Getting away like this.” Selena leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
“I just wanted to be with you.” She said. And she meant it. Leaning her head on his shoulder she looked out at sea.
Paul dropped them off at the harbour and they headed down to board the boat.
The skipper was waiting for them.
“Ah! Mr Ivan! Miss Selena!” he said as they climbed on board.
“We have fruits, water, wine, champagne of course, the most delicious cheese – is there anything else you will require.”
“No that sounds marvellous. Thank you skipper” said Ivan, holding out his hand to help Selena on board. And they set sail.
As the waves lapped up against the boat and Ivan and Selena lay together in the sun on deck Selena sat up to more them more champagne.
“Wow what a crazy summer hey?” said Ivan.
“Yeah.” Selena smiled at him.
“To Select” she said, toasting Ivan’s glass.
“And to us.” Said Ivan.
They toasted and then kissed.
They both knew that a lot had happened that summer. They both knew that they had each felt insecure and jealous with the flirtations they had found themselves involved in with other people. But they never spoke about them to each other. They knew that it was the only way it would work. There was no other way.
“Ivan” said Selena, unsure how to tell him how she really felt, how she loved him but how the drugs and the parties made her sometimes feel she was in love with other people, people she hardly knew.
“Yes baby?” he asked.
“Nothing” she replied.
She laid her head in his lap, and closed her eyes. As he looked down at her and stroked her hair, looking at her sweet innocent face he wondered if she knew, if she knew how he had betrayed her in her very own bed, with girls he had just met.
“I love you Selena,” he said.
“I love you to Ivan.”
They lay together in the sun. The sun set on the sea and they watched it, feeling the warmth of each other’s embrace.
Chapter 6
Over the following months as Ivan and Selena prepared for the next year’s party, they had eyes only for each other. They found themselves hanging on each other’s every word. Finishing each other’s sentences was something they had done since the first day they met, yet after brief moments of intensity they would always run away from each other, busying themselves with others, or with their work. Yet everything they ever did together always worked, and always had magical results.