10. Fingers
10
FINGERS
NICO
As the next shift began, I checked and organized every aspect of the club’s security, assisting management with anything that needed to be completed. But even as I worked, my thoughts were consumed by the fiery-haired beauty who’d captured my attention.
Every fiber of my being wanted to be near her again. It was a struggle at first to keep our interactions strictly platonic, but after breaking the seal of our physical connection, she was all I could think about. Every time I glimpsed her, my heart pounded. I couldn’t resist the magnetic pull toward her presence.
As soon as I caught sight of her in the bustling bar area of Luxe, I leaned against the wall near the entrance, my arms crossed as I observed her for a while. I wasn’t waiting for her to slip up or break any of our strict rules but only admiring her in action tonight. She was damn good at her job, charming and catering to the whims of the members with ease. Like all the other stunning women hired for Euphoria and Luxe, Roxy stood out amongst the crowd.
Men and women flocked to her, captivated by her radiant presence. She played the role of an innocent woman flawlessly, but behind that facade, she was a cunning vixen who knew exactly how to work a room. Luxe had helped her shed her timidity and embrace her sensuality. With my guidance, of course. Tonight, she was working the room like a professional.
She spotted me through the crowd, giving me a wide grin. Her smile lit up her features, and I responded with a wink and nod of approval. I felt the brush of bodies as Tyler and Giovanna passed by me, heading toward the Euphoria lobby. When I turned back to Roxy, she was leaning over a table, her fingers tracing the jawline of a man who was slipping money into her top. He slid his chair out for her, and she gracefully sat in his lap, swaying her hips as she gave him a tantalizing preview of a lap dance.
The man cocked his head to the side, his friends staring at her as she moved on his lap before standing up. She made her way over to the bar, her steps light and bouncy, picking up four drinks before delivering them to their table.
She returned to the bar, chatting with Leo behind the counter. I snuck up behind her, leaning in close, placing my hands on either side of the bar. Leo shot me a sly grin as he buffered a glass and set it down before walking away to speak with Annalise. Roxy spun around with mischief on her face.
“I knew it was you, sir,” she said teasingly. “Your cologne is irresistible.”
“As are you,” I replied, taking her in my arms for a passionate kiss. When we broke apart, she looked surprised and flustered. “What’s wrong?”
“Um,” she stuttered, “you’ve never kissed me like that out here before. Only in the privacy of our rooms. And there are so many people around.”
I cocked my head. “Does that bother you?”
She shook her head, still trying to catch her breath. “No, not at all. I loved it.”
“Hmm,” I murmured, studying her carefully as I leaned against the bar next to her. “Do you also love being punished?”
“What?” She glanced around nervously before meeting my gaze again. “Is something wrong?”
Confusion flickered across her face, and then realization dawned on her. “Oh no,” she gasped. “I forgot to address you as ‘sir’. I’m sorry.” She bit her lip and shifted her weight from one foot to the other, waiting for my response.
Standing in front of her once more, I wet my bottom lip with my tongue as I let my eyes roam over her body. My fingers glided down her bare arms as I took in every inch of her. “You really are a naughty girl,” I muttered. “Breaking the simplest of my rules.” My fingers traced her collarbone before moving to her nipples, pinching them through the sheer fabric of her little blue dress. “You know what that means, don’t you?”
She swallowed hard, her eyes widening as she nodded. The surrounding crowd had thinned out, most moving on to rooms, but others were gathered, getting drinks from the bar and speaking to employees mingling among them.
Raw hunger grew in Roxy’s eyes. “Yes, sir.”
A sly smirk curled on my lips as I slid my fingers up her thigh, stopping just below her bare mound. I arched an eyebrow in surprise. “No panties tonight?”
A wicked glint sparkled in her flawless face as she tilted her head. “I wanted to surprise you tonight, sir.” Her boldness only added to the electric current running between us.
While the music blared around us and the crowd mingled, oblivious to what was unfolding before them, I parted Roxy’s slit, stroking her entrance. My lips hovered just next to her ear, my breath hot against her skin. I growled in a low, commanding tone, “You are not to cum until I give you permission.” Leaning down, I pressed my lips to her neck and felt her fingers dig into my shoulders. It wasn’t enough to hurt, but I knew she was trying to hold on and contain herself. “Am I clear?”
As she moaned out a desperate “yes, sir,” I slid a finger inside of her.
“No moaning, either,” I commanded.
I began moving it in a steady rhythm, watching as her face contorted with pleasure and an effort to remain composed. She was failing already, but she was determined not to disobey me. Gripping my shoulders tighter, her breaths came in short, sharp gasps as I continued to tease and torment her, adding a second finger to her tightness.
Lost in the moment, she tilted her head back, closing her eyes. Rolling her hips against me, she danced on my hand and when I could feel her walls tightening on my digits; I withdrew them from her. She clawed at the bar, trying to steady herself as her body shook with need.
“Please, sir,” she hissed, “let me cum.”
Rolling my thumb across my wet fingers, I reached for her mouth, tracing her bottom lip. Instinctively, she licked her essence off herself with a smile. I wanted to carry her to our room, fucking her brains out, but I was enjoying the thrill of fingering her in front of everyone in the room.
“I promise to follow all your rules, sir.”
Reaching back under her dress, I stroked her entrance, teasing her clit as I dipped a finger inside her, then withdrew it, sliding two more inside her. Placing my lips next to her ear again, I whispered, “You’re so fucking tight. Dance on me again. It was so fucking hot.”
She gripped my shoulders again, digging her nails deep into my muscles. “Yes, sir.” Swirling her hips in a figure eight, she moved like a professional against me, taking my fingers in as far as she could.
I massaged her clit in a circle while moving my digits in and out, stroking her G-spot. Her moans were getting louder and more desperate by the second, but I maintained my grip on her hips. She was squirming against me, and I could feel the heat radiating from her core. My other hand was busy fondling her breasts through her dress, pinching her nipples softly. I no longer gave a shit who was watching.
“You’re doing such a good job obeying,” I muttered, causing her to shiver.
Her eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a soft whimper. “I’m trying so hard to be quiet, but it feels so fucking good, sir.”
I knew I had to push her to the brink. Sliding out of her, I grabbed her wrist, spinning her away from me. As luck would have it, a couple at the nearby table had caught on to our little game and were now watching us. I pressed her back against my body, my hand gripping her throat as my other hand slid under the front of her dress. Despite my towering height, I maintained the awkward angle in order to touch her just the way she liked.
As we moved in sync, I could feel her hips grinding against my hand. My lips found their way to her neck as I breathed in her ear, “They want to watch you cum so badly.” A low growl rumbled in my chest as I asked her, “Do you want me to let you cum, baby?”
Her head attempted to nod, but I tightened my grip on her throat. “Yes, sir,” she said between breaths.
“Use your words, baby girl.”
“Can... I please… cum for you, sir…while they watch?”
My lips twisted up ever so slightly and I gave her permission. “Cum for me.”
Her back arched, and she rolled her head back onto me. The couple at the nearby table watched from their seats, their eyes glued to the spectacle taking place before them. The others in the room, too absorbed in their own conversations, hardly noticed the commotion. I peppered her jaw with kisses as the walls of her pussy strangled my fingers.
“Let it all out, baby. Give them a show.”
Her hips swayed in a hypnotic rhythm, moving faster and faster as she fucked my fingers. With each thrust, her moans grew louder, but she kept them just low enough so only I could hear; and I allowed it. The sensation of her tight walls gripping and releasing me was nothing short of ecstasy. She panted, her body trembling as she rode the waves of her orgasm. Her voice was intense with longing as she whispered to me, begging for more.
“Fuck, that feels so fucking good. Take me to the room and fuck me please... sir. I need to feel you inside me.”
But just then, a voice cut through the haze of pleasure in my earpiece. Nico, you’re needed ASAP. Come upstairs.
“I’d love to baby girl, but I have to get back to work.”
I reluctantly pulled my hand away from her warm center and she practically collapsed into my arms, turning to face me with a pout. I knew she wanted more, but duty called. I cupped the back of her head and pulled her lips to mine in a passionate kiss before breaking away and hurrying out the door.
As I made my way upstairs to the executive offices, I licked her essence off my fingers, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. All I could think about was when I would see her again and pick up where we left off.