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  Single Girl Rules Book 4

  By Ivy Smoak

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  CONTENTS

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  Single Girl Rule #4

  Chapter 1 – Penthouse or Nothing, Bitch

  Chapter 2 – My Fav Stress Relief

  Chapter 3 – Gardener of Human Happiness

  Chapter 4 – Shush your Beautiful Face

  Chapter 5 – My Greatest Invention

  Chapter 6 – Goddess Time

  Chapter 7 – Stalinkini

  Chapter 8 – Red Card

  Chapter 9 – Karma’s Karma

  Epilogue - Yummy

  Membership Cards

  A Note From Ivy

  Single Girl Rule #4

  You can never have too many shoes.

  Chapter 1 – Penthouse or Nothing, Bitch

  Saturday, Sept 21, 2013

  “Maybe your dad should just pay the ransom,” said Teddybear with a sigh.

  I put my binoculars down and slapped him. “You take that back.”

  “I mean…he has the money.”

  “Yeah. But that doesn’t mean he should give a single penny to the Locatellis.”

  “I know. I just don’t see a way to rescue Ash. That place is a freaking fortress.” He gestured out our hotel window to the three towers across the street.

  Together the towers formed the Locatelli Resort and Spa, the most prestigious resort in Miami. But only because Daddy hadn’t expanded down here yet.

  “Right? I mean, what do they need a wall and armed guards for?” I put the binoculars back to my face and took another look. “Actually, I take that back. The statues carved into that wall are classy AF. And the guards are all super handsome. I bet they have huge cocks. I’m gonna have to tell Daddy to hire better guards.”

  “Oh really?” Teddybear tossed his binoculars aside and grabbed the back of my head. “Do I need to remind you how big my cock is?”

  I laughed. “I didn’t mean you, silly boy. You know I love your cock.” I glanced down at his crotch. And then I got a wonderful idea. “Wanna fuck me against the window while we wait for Ghostie to get back?” I always loved banging with a view.

  He nodded and pulled his V-neck over his head while I stripped off my bikini.

  I was about to go down on him, but instead he spun me around and pushed me right against the window. The cold glass on my tits sent a chill down my spine.

  “Someone’s horny,” I said.

  “I’m always horny when you’re around.”

  I arched my back and wiggled my ass. “Then fuck me.”

  He knelt behind me and licked my pussy. God. I pressed against the glass. I never really needed foreplay when he was around. But I really did love his tongue. Yes, just like that. “Teddybear,” I moaned.

  His tongue stopped and then he stood up and gave me what I really wanted.

  I pushed on the glass to send him deeper. “You like that?”

  “You’re so fucking hot,” he groaned.

  “I know.” I tossed my hair to the side and smiled back at him. “Tell you what. If you come up with a plan to rescue Ash before I make you cum, then you can fuck me every morning this week.” I knew sometimes he got jealous that he had to share me with Ghostie. I wasn’t sure why. I always let him watch.

  “Easy,” he said.

  “Easy?”

  “Yup,” replied Teddybear with a big thrust. “Like I said…your dad could just pay the ransom.”

  “And reward the banana king for kidnapping Ash? Hasn’t he already been rewarded enough?”

  “How?”

  “I mean, first he got to fuck me. And now he gets to take Ash’s virginity.” I looked back at the window and squinted to see if I could see her pressed up against a window at the Locatelli Resort and Spa.

  “Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Teddybear paused deep inside of me. “Ash is a virgin?”

  “Yup. Or at least, she was.” I shook my head. “I’m so pissed that I didn’t get to be there for her first time. I was gonna invite tons of guys over and let her judge a penis size contest. And then the winner would fuck her so hard. It was gonna be amazing. Speaking of which, don’t stop.” I arched my back even more.

  He groaned and ran his hand down my back, squeezing my ass. “The banana king is an asshole, but he’s not a rapist.” He started thrusting again.

  Fuck. I tried to focus on our conversation. “Yeah, but let’s look at the facts. Ash was drinking banana juice right before he took her. And getting kidnapped is super hot. Not to mention Single Girl Rule #8: If a man has 8 abs and 8 inches, he may not be refused. And you’ve seen the banana king. He’s freaking huge. You really think banana-juiced Ash could resist all that?”

  “Mhm,” he grunted in response. But it sounded a lot more like Ghostie. I turned back and saw Ghostie entering the room.

  “Hey, Ghostie!” I said.

  He looked over and growled.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked as Teddybear kept thrusting into me against the glass.

  Ghostie narrowed his eyes.

  “Now now, don’t be jealous. You can join.” He knew I loved my dicks in twos.

  Another guy appeared at his side. With a buzzcut. And lots of tattoos. Yum.

  I smiled at him. “You can join too.” The only thing better than my dicks in twos was my dicks in threes.

  His eyes got big and Ghostie glared at him. “Don’t even think about touching her.”

  “Well at least be a gentleman and introduce me,” I said with a moan as Teddybear thrust even harder. I loved when he got all territorial.

  “Chastity, this is Simon,” Ghostie said. He used to work at Locatelli Resort and Spa. And one of his friends got me this.” He held up a stack of papers.

  “What are those?” I held back another moan as Teddybear dug his fingers into my hips.

  “These are how I know that Ash is still a virgin.”

  “Really?! How?” I pushed Teddybear off of me and ran over to Ghostie.

  “Chastity,” Teddybear groaned.

  I looked back longingly at his perfect cock. But there wasn’t time. I pointed to the bathroom. He’d have to finish without me. This went against all the Single Girl Rules, but I was pretty sure that saving a fellow single girl trumped all the other rules. I turned my attention back to Ghostie.

  “This is a printout of the resort’s guests and events for this weekend,” Ghostie said. “And tomorrow night, there’s a virgin auction scheduled to take place in the penthouse.”

  “Holy shit! That’s amazing!” I turned to Simon. “So can you get us in or what?”

  He was too busy staring at my tits to respond.

  “Her eyes are up there,” growled Ghostie.

  “Aw, Ghostie. My tits are amazing. You can’t blame him for staring.” I turned to Simon. “You like what you see?”

  He nodded.

  “Wanna touch?”

  He reached out for me, but I swatted his hand away.

  “Not yet. First you have to tell us how to get into the resort.”

  “You really don’t have to seduce him,” said Ghostie. “He already agreed to tell us everything he knows.”

  “A little extra incentive never hurt, right Simon?” I winked at him.

  “Mhm.”

  “So what do you know?” I asked.


  “Well, I didn’t work there for long.”

  “But it was long enough for you to learn about their super-secret passage that heads directly to their hostage chamber?”

  “I’m afraid not.”

  “#Lame. Do you at least know where they would keep a hostage?”

  He shrugged. “Probably on the top five floors.”

  “Perfect.” I ran over to my purse, grabbed my phone, and scrolled through their rooms. But they were all listed as sold out. So I had no choice but to be a weirdo and call them.

  “Locatelli Resort and Spa,” answered the receptionist. Who was unfortunately female, so she’d be slightly more difficult to seduce.

  “Hey,” I said. “I’m hoping to book the penthouse for this evening.”

  “I’m afraid we’re all booked up this weekend. Our next availability is the weekend of July 12th.”

  “As in…like 10 months from now?”

  “Yes, ma’am. Shall I put you down for an economy double?”

  Excuse me? What kind of basic bitch did she think I was? I didn’t stay in peasant rooms. Penthouse or nothing for me, bitch.

  She must be joking. So I played along. “Oh sure. But only if it’s on the street side of the hotel. I don’t want to have to look at the stupid ocean.”

  “Of course, ma’am.”

  “What? No. I was joking. Now please move some things around so I can get in the penthouse this evening. I’ll pay double the normal rate.”

  “I’m sorry, but that’s not possible. Like I said, we have no vacancies until July.”

  Damn it! Usually I would have mentioned my name and then immediately gotten what I wanted. But the banana king probably had me on a black list so that I couldn’t come save Ash. “Okay, I’ll tell you what. Usually I wouldn’t take anything beneath the penthouse, but just this once I’ll make an exception and take anything you’ve got on the top 5 floors.”

  Click.

  I stared at my phone. “That bitch just hung up on me!”

  “Yeah,” said Simon. “She probably got suspicious. The top 5 floors are Magnus’ private chambers. Employees only. And hostages, I suppose.”

  “Magnus?”

  “Magnus King. Luigi Locatelli’s right-hand-man.”

  “Oooh. The banana king!”

  Simon raised an eyebrow. “Huh?”

  I waved him off. “Long story. So what can you tell me about these top 5 floors?”

  “Well…rumor has it that there’s a roof deck up there with a pretty sweet view.”

  “Oh yeah?” I grabbed my binoculars and tried to get a look at it, but it was on the ocean-facing side of the resort. And I could only see the street side. I turned back to Ghostie. “Did you bring your drone?”

  “Mhm,” he grunted.

  “Good. Let’s get that thing in the air and see if we can get eyes on Ash.”

  Ghostie grabbed a metal suitcase from the closet while I put my bikini back on and then we headed up to the roof. Teddybear was still in the bathroom taking care of that boner I’d given him earlier, but he said he’d join us soon.

  We all crowded around the screen while Ghostie flew the drone over to the resort.

  The roof deck really was spectacular. There was the most amazing infinity pool looking out over the ocean, but I was more focused on the man in the outdoor shower. He was super tan and had a great little ass. And as he turned, I immediately knew who it was. I’d recognize that massive cock anywhere.

  The banana king.

  “Jesus,” said Simon. “Now I understand why I got fired.”

  I looked at him. “Huh?”

  “Yeah. On my first day of work I got in early and took a shower. As I was walking back to my locker, I passed Magnus King. He took one look at my cock, told me he didn’t want that small dick energy, and fired me.”

  “Damn,” I said. “That’s savage. Do you have a really small dick or something?”

  “Not really. It’s like 7 inches.”

  “So all his guards have huge dicks?”

  “I only saw a few others that morning in the showers, but yeah, they were all pretty big.”

  “Well hot damn. This rescue mission just got a lot more fun.”

  Ghostie cleared his throat and pointed at the screen. A girl had just walked into the frame. But it wasn’t Ash. She was some busty Latina in a sexy little maid outfit. She looked freaking hot, and apparently the banana king agreed. Because he beckoned her over and shoved her to her knees.

  Lucky girl!

  The banana king may have been a dirty kidnapper, but I’d never forget how delicious his cock was.

  I was just getting into watching it when the screen filled with static.

  “What happened?” I asked.

  “They must have a magnetic field to disable drones,” said Ghostie.

  “Why don’t you sound more pissed?”

  “Because I saw everything I needed to.”

  “It was a great blowjob, but I don’t see how it helps us…”

  “Not that.” He pressed rewind on the screen and then paused it. “There.”

  I followed his finger to the image of two robes hanging on the backs of some lounge chairs. They were both monogrammed. One with Magnus. And the other with Ash.

  Score!

  We’d found Ash.

  Now I just had to figure out how to rescue her before they could auction off her virginity.

  Chapter 2 – My Fav Stress Relief

  Saturday, Sept 21, 2013

  We went back to the room and started brainstorming rescue plans.

  “How about a helicopter?” I asked. “We could hover above and drop a rope ladder for her.”

  “Too risky,” said Ghostie. “The magnetic field that took out my drone might mess with the helicopter too.”

  “Damn.”

  “We could land on the helipad,” said Teddybear. He pointed out the window to the top of the left tower.

  “Eh, maybe,” I said. “But then we’d have to go all the way down, climb up the middle tower to the banana king’s penthouse, and then get back to the helipad. The odds of pulling off the rescue before they send guards to check out the random helicopter that just landed on their roof are basically zero.”

  Teddybear threw out a few more terrible ideas before I cut him off.

  “Wait!” I said. “I know what we need to do.”

  “You do?” asked Teddybear.

  “Mhm. We need to consult the Single Girl Rules. They always give me the best advice.” I pulled out my membership card and scanned the rules. “Let’s see… Maybe we could use Rule #14: If a girl forgets her purse, she must attempt to pay with her body.”

  “How exactly?”

  “Let me show you. Simon, you be the valet. And I’ll be me.”

  Simon straightened his back and popped some gum in his mouth.

  Very valet-like. Nice touch.

  I walked up to him and handed him some keys. “Promise not to scratch it?”

  “Of course, ma’am. That’ll be $40.”

  I pretended to reach for my purse. “Oh no! Silly me. I forgot my purse.”

  “That’s okay. We can just put it on your room tab.”

  I blinked. “What? No I can’t. The sign says cash only.”

  “Well I’m sure we can make an exception for a beautiful lady like you.”

  No! Stop it! He was terrible at role-playing. But luckily I was amazing at it. “Nonsense. Then I wouldn’t be able to tip you. Speaking of which…” I ran my hand down his tattooed arm. “I can’t tip you with cash, but I could suck your cock while you park. Would that be a good enough tip?” I reached down and grabbed his crotch with one hand while I expertly pickpocketed his wallet with my other hand.

  “If you insist.”

  I bit my lip and looked up at him. “I do.”

  “Then let me just get in…” He mimed getting into a car as he sat down on the bed. And then he unzipped his pants.

  “Annnnd…scene,” I said.

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; “Huh?” he asked. “But you didn’t break in yet.”

  “Sure I did.” I held up his wallet. “I just got your ID. Which I can now use to get up to the penthouse.”

  “Whoa, how’d you get that?”

  “Oldest trick in the book. You were so focused on me grabbing your dick that you didn’t feel me take your wallet.”

  “Damn, you’re good.”

  “I know.”

  “But it won’t work. The valets don’t have access to the top floors.”

  “What about their dicks? Are they all huge like the guards’?”

  “I think most of them are 16-year-old kids.”

  “Well then that plan is out. Rule #22: Always make sure he’s 18. One of these other rules will give me an idea though. I just know it… Oh! That’s it!” I grabbed my purse and headed for the door.

  All three guys ran behind me.

  “Where are we going?” asked Teddybear.

  “To Odegaard.”

  “Huh?”

  “You know…my favorite boutique. With all the sexy shoes? Come on, Teddybear. I used to go there like twice a week.”

  “I know what Odegaard is. But we only have like…” He checked his watch. “Less than 36 hours before they auction Ash off to the highest bidder!”

  “Rule #4: You can never have too many shoes.”

  “Okay? I’m sorry…I really don’t see how that applies.”

  “Well. It’s a Single Girl Rule. And I’m a single girl. And I’ve only bought like ten new pairs of shoes since college started, so I’m kind of slacking on that rule.”

  Teddybear shook his head. “And how exactly does buying new shoes help save Ash?”

  “It’ll help us think.”

  “Will it?”

  “Uh, yes. It’s scientifically proven that girls think best while trying on new shoes.” Duh.

  ***

  “So what exactly is in those papers,” I asked Simon as the clerk laced up my thigh-high boots. I could already tell they were going to look amazing with this lingerie, but I needed to see it.

  “Huh?” Simon asked, looking up from my breasts.

  “The papers. What’s in them?”

  “Oh, right. A few things. First I have a printout of the guest list for the weekend.” He flipped through a few pages to show me. “Name, check-in date, check-out date, and special notes.”