23. Chapter 23 – Tamen
Chapter 23 – Tamen
I t was opening night at Prism. There were times I wasn’t sure I’d polish up the pile of shit I found at Vixen’s Den enough to make it to opening night. I probably wouldn’t have if it hadn’t been for Sloane, either.
I hadn’t seen her in days; my doing, of course. Though I was pretty confident that she was avoiding me as well. We’d been busy enough that it didn’t matter, until now.
Now, I paced my luxurious new office on the second floor overlooking the large entertainment spaces below, and fought the urge to go seek her out in the crowd. The way my office was built, I had one-way mirror access to both the stage room and the large bar and mingling spaces, even though they were separated by many private rooms.
Every room was booked tonight, and every night on the schedule moving forward. Memberships far exceeded what we could actually facilitate if everyone showed up at the same time. And the amount of money the girls of Prism would make was astronomical.
In just over an hour, Sloane would take center stage of her brand new exhibition space, yet I still hadn’t let her see it.
It was a gift to her, but I couldn’t bring myself to show her. I couldn’t bring myself to face her.
So I texted her instead.
Make sure you check out the stage before your show.
Her reply came instantly.
As soon as these magic hands are done with me, I’ll get around to it. Your sisters give the best gifts.
And then she sent a winking face.
“What the fuck does that mean?” I asked out loud, like someone in my empty office was going to garner me some wisdom into the complex mind of my pretty little Rainbow.
Explain that further.
But she didn’t reply fast enough for me as my tie suddenly felt like it was choking me out. I panic dialed Peyton’s number and cursed when two rings in it went to voicemail. Hanging up, I dialed Dane, and he sighed as he answered.
“Hang on, she’s right here.” He said in place of a greeting, and Peyton cursed at him in the background, but he cut her off. “I want nothing to do with any of this. If there’s bloodshed tonight, it’s on you and Liv.”
“What did you do?” I barked into the phone as Peyton finally answered it.
“Change your tone with me or I’ll block you.”
“Peyton!” I snapped. “Tell me what you and Liv did.”
“What did Sloane tell you?” She paused.
“Something about magic hands gifted to her by you two asshats.”
Her snippy voice conveyed her annoyance with me as clearly as her words could have, “Masseuse, Tamen. We scheduled her a sensual deep tissue massage with a highly rated Kamasutra masseuse before her big opening night to help relax her and get her in the mood.”
“Bloody hell, Peyton!” I hung up the phone and a picture message came through at the same time from Sloane.
She was on her stomach with her eyes closed and a goofy smile pulled her lips back as some fuckwad had his hands buried in her hair, pulling her head back.
Twitchy.
Twitchy, twitchy, twitchy .
The fuckwad was going to lose those fucking hands.
I glanced back at the picture as I grabbed my jacket off the back of my chair and tore off through the building for Sloane’s office. The room’s dimmed gold chandelier betrayed her location, yet when I reached her door, down the hall from mine, it was locked.
Good thing I had override privileges on all the electronic locks.
Within a breath, I shoved the door open and found the subject of my fury laid out in the middle of a massage table covered in a piece of fabric the size of a washcloth.
Moaning.
Cracking my neck, I stepped inside, and slammed the door shut behind me as the fuckwad looked up from where he was stroking up the length of Sloane’s long leg, ending indecently high and then repeating the motion. Did he truly not understand how close to death he was?
“Oh, what an unwanted surprise.” Sloane spoke, muffled through the table’s padding, before she lifted her face and laid her chin on her crossed arms. “What’s the matter, TeeTee? Something bothering you?”
“Rainbow.” I seethed through clenched teeth as she let her eyelids flutter closed as the man bent her knee to lift her foot as he began massaging it. “You’re playing with fire.”
“No, I’m not.” She replied dismissively. “I’m simply enjoying a present that your thoughtful sisters sent to me. Considering you wouldn’t let them attend tonight in person.” She finally opened those golden eyes again and stared at me. “Besides, what do you care about how I get in the mood for a show? It’s not like you were volunteering to help me.”
“Get in the mood ?” I uttered as the word left a foul taste in my mouth. Did she really plan to allow this nobody to get her in the mood when I was right down the hall the whole time?
She chuckled and sighed, “Yes, Tamen. Believe it or not, if we’re sexually aroused, we tend to make more believable partners for the night.”
“Sloane.” I snapped, flexing my hands at my sides. She wasn’t booked for any private sessions tonight. Or in the future, for that matter. In fact, her name wasn’t even listed in the system to book for anything other than the stage room.
And only I booked the stage room.
“No.” She countered forcefully, pointing her finger at me. “This is my space. In here, I’m in charge. And right now, I’m doing what is necessary for me to go out there and be on top of my game to entertain all our customers. Which means you don’t get to invade my space and start any of your shit. So, you can either leave,” She stared me down, “Or you can sit in that chair in the corner.” Raising one eyebrow, she dominantly finished. “And watch. Silently .”
Fucking hell.
She was dominating me.
And I couldn’t do anything about it.
There wasn’t a chance in hell that I was going to leave her office while she was naked with a stranger touching her skin with the literal intent of arousing her. She’d kick me out on principal alone if I gave her even one reason to, simply to get back at me for the other day at my hotel when I had kicked her out for getting too close.
“Fine.” I shoved my jacket off my shoulders and sat down in the chair she pointed at, staring at her the whole time as I did just what she said.
I sat.
And watched.
Remaining silent the entire time.
Like a good fucking boy, just for her.
I had dabbled in letting women be in charge in the bedroom before, I wasn’t a total Neanderthal. But allowing Sloane to dominate me when my dick wasn’t actively inside of her body was uncharted territory for me.
She was used to being in charge though, and as she held my stare, moaning as the guy bent her leg up on the table, stretching her hamstring, I could see how much she was enjoying herself. Sloane was thriving, having me as her plaything while enjoying her massage.
Truth be told, I didn’t mind either. Even though I wanted to throw my knife into the side of the bloke’s neck for having what I was sure was an unobscured view of her naked cunt, it didn’t matter.
Because her eyes were on me.
He didn’t matter to her; I knew that.
How many other men came and went through her life, meaning nothing to her past the exchange of money at the end, leading us both to this exact moment?
And why did that somehow make what was burning between us for weeks now even more powerful? Without a second thought, I let my body have control, feeding the need to be near her.
As I watched her, the glow around her burned bright yellow. Power.
Sloane was a goddess by her own right, and when she felt powerful, she was vibrant.
Her lips parted as I stood up from my time-out chair and stalked toward her, lowering myself to her level. Capturing her wild hair in my hands, I held her head still and pressed my lips to hers without a single word.
The shock held her immobile for a moment before she melted against me, opening for me as I pressed my tongue into her mouth. “Dismiss him.” I rasped against her lips, biting her bottom one when she didn’t reply. “Let me be what you need tonight.”
In any other situation, I would have felt pathetic for allowing myself to be subservient to anyone, but not to Sloane.
Not tonight.
“God.” Her silky voice exposed her need as much as my actions did mine. She waved her hand in the air. “You’re dismissed, thank you! Go. Now!”
I didn’t bother pulling away from her lips to make sure the man listened, he silently vacated the space like a true professional as she kissed me again. Rising to my feet, I kept kissing her as she rolled over on the table, until she was on her back, exposed to my hungry eyes and desperate hands.
“I can’t come.” She stammered, digging her nails into the back of my hand as I slid it down the front of her chest to her lush tits. “It will ruin my high for the night.”
“I’m not going to make you come.” I assured her, kissing my way down to her nipples, and sucking them into my mouth as her back bowed off the table. “Not until tonight is over and we’ve both earned it.”
“Tamen.” Her strangled voice ended in a whine as I pushed my fingers through her wet cunt lips. “Yes.” Sloane’s legs fell open as I played with her body, working her up into an inferno and then slowing down to let it lessen.
“I can be everything you need, Rainbow.” I uttered, pulling back to stare down at her perfect face, dotted with perspiration from my attentions. “All you have to do is let me.”
“All you have to do is earn it.” She countered, opening her clouded golden eyes and nibbling on her lip, running her hands up my chest and clutching at my shirt. “God, I want you to earn it, Tamen.”
“I don’t know how.” Admitting what we both knew, I replied, “I’m not a nice man. I’m not romantic.”
Sloane chuckled breathlessly and shook her head as she sat up on her elbows to stare at me. “I don’t want romance or fake words from you, nutcase. I know you’re a sadist who gets off on making me miserable.” She grinned and rolled her eyes when I glared at her. “Bullying you gives me the same high as when you torment me back. I just want you to be honest with me about it. I need you to respect me as an equal if you’re going to demean me for foreplay.”
I let her words weave through my damaged brain, trying like hell to make sense of them. What woman in the world wanted barbs and insults instead of flowers and gentleness?
The answer was right in front of me, though.
Sloane.
My pretty little Rainbow wanted vulgar words and sass I offered her out of spite to begin with, because the fire in it felt right. To both of us.
“I’ll try.” I rasped, fighting the warning bells that were telling me to abort the mission altogether. “That’s all I can promise.”
“I’ll take it, for now.” She sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the table and pulling me between them with my belt. “Now do something else for me.” She purred, pulling my pants open until my hard dick was in her palm as she leisurely stroked me.
“What?”
“Torture me.” Her purr vibrated through my body as she gently pressed the edge of her nail against the hole at the end of my dick. “Make it feel,” Lining me up with her wet entrance, she brought her knees up and pulled me forward. “Like you hate me each time you don’t let me come.” Her head dropped back when I was deep inside of her, bare and free of anything between us for the very first time, like an unspoken truce had been called. “That way I know I’m torturing you the same way every time you don’t get to come.”
I growled, fighting the urge to give in and come already just from how good it felt inside of her without a condom. I never fucked bare, and I knew she didn’t either.
Yet this. Right now.
There was no other way I would want to take her right now than like this.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I forced her to lay down across the narrow bed until her head hung off the other side and slammed into her aggressively. “I’ve been tortured every single second since I saw you on that stage for the very first time.” Sloane moaned and let her body hang free as I savagely fucked her, giving into what we both wanted. “You didn’t know it, but at one point that night, you stopped and stared up at the mirrored glass, like you could see me through it, watching you.”
“Yes.” She cried, “God, just like that. Tell me about it.”
“I had planned on using a faceless woman for the entire night. I was stressed and in desperate need of something to break through that overwhelming feeling, so I didn’t lose my mind once and for all.” Knowing she’d be onstage soon, I bit her chest, leaving a mark on her skin for everyone to see, and smiled when she screamed for me. “And then I saw you. God, my pretty little Rainbow. You were majestic on that stage, commanding dozens of people in the throes of passion and entertainment without even raising your voice. Your body moved in sync with theirs, and you captivated everyone. Me included.”
“You fucked Val that night.” She moaned, “I want to be jealous of that, but I’m not.”
“Why?” I licked up her neck and slowed my thrusts when I felt myself getting dangerously close to coming. “I’m jealous of every man who’s ever even spoken to you.”
She smiled and lifted my hand to her mouth, sucking two of my fingers into her mouth so deep I could feel the tightness of her throat on my fingertips. I pulled my dick free of her cunt that was strangling it in perfect sync to her mouth and she gasped, falling back when I kissed my way down to her clit. “Because I know you were watching me.” Her fingers dug their way through my hair, and she held me against her by handfuls as she rode my face from below. “I could feel your stare, even if I didn’t know what it was at that moment. I felt you.”
“That’s right.” I pushed my tongue into her body and then slapped her clit before pausing completely as I sensed how close she was to orgasming. Walking around to the other side of the table, I lifted her head and cradled it in my palm as she eagerly started sucking my cock upside down. “I came while I stared into your golden eyes, unable to see anything else in the world. It’s been that way ever since, too.”
Gasping, she pulled off and stared up at me, “And you hate that.”
There was a rawness to that statement, it wasn’t something she took personally, but she wanted to know why.
“No.” I replied, caressing my way down the front of her exposed body until I got to her clit to distract myself. “I resent it.” She shuddered from my touch and slowly played with my dick as we practiced restraint, edging ourselves closer to that fall. “Early on, I learned that weakness takes many forms. And my obsession with you is my biggest one.”
Sloane rolled over, bending over the table as she stared into my eyes with an intensity only she could pull off, naked, stroking my cock and begging me to torture her. “I don’t have to be your weakness, Tamen. I could be your greatest asset if you earn me. Your best friend and loudest cheerleader. I know you’ve mastered this total dark and depraved lifestyle on your own. But you could stand to let a little light into your life.”
“A little Rainbow, maybe?” I thumbed a strand of her hair as I leaned down to kiss her again. The minx sucked my tongue into her mouth and bit it.
“With a pot of gold and everything.” She licked her lips and then fell onto her elbows, popping her ass up across the table to twerk it enticingly. “All you have to do is catch it.”
I prowled around the table to her and spanked her ass, watching it ripple as she watched me over her shoulder. Lining up, I pushed back into her heaven. “As long as no little red-headed fucks come chasing me when I dip into it for another piece of gold.”
She chuckled and then moaned when I spanked her again, peppering her skin. “Mmh, keep the rainbow happy and everything stays all sunshine and pleasurable.”