Chapter 28
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
ATHENA
“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked Charlie a couple of hours after his meeting.
He hadn’t really said much about his meeting since he had met me back at the café in the middle of the casino. While I sat to the left of him at a table at Palate—a really, really expensive restaurant that was way out of my budget—he grabbed my chair leg and pulled me closer to him.
“Not really.”
My lips curled into a frown because I loved talking to him, and he didn’t seem disappointed, but he was a bit pissed. Thankfully, he had dropped most of his annoyance once he picked me up from the café.
“It was a waste of my time,” he said, teeth gritted. He blew out a breath and fixed the strap of my pink dress. “Time I could’ve been working or spending with you.”
“Aw,” I murmured. “It’s not a waste of time to figure out what you don’t want to do in life. If you don’t want investors or VCs in your business, you don’t need to have them. Some businesses do, but I don’t think yours does. They’d hinder it anyway.”
Charlie’s business had a sexual component, and investors loved and hated any business that revolved around sex. They were the biggest hypocrites I had ever witnessed because half of them—as far as I knew—were retired frat boys who cheated on their wives with sex workers or sexualized secretaries.
Sex sells. Except nobody wanted to admit they enjoyed it.
“Sorry for being annoyed on our first real date,” he murmured.
“Well,” I said, straightening his tie, “why don’t we forget all about your meeting?”
“And?”
My lips curled into a smirk. “I was walking around the casino after you left and found—”
“I thought I told you to stay in the café.”
I playfully rolled my eyes. “I’m not helpless.”
“Someone might have stolen you.”
“Oh, believe me, I would not be someone’s first choice to steal.” I giggled.
He snatched my chin and lifted it. “You’d be my first choice to steal.”
“Are you saying that you’re a kidnapper?”
A low chuckle left his mouth. “If it was you, yes.”
I poked him in the stomach, where I knew he was the most sensitive. “Anyway, as I was saying, I was walking around the casino when you left—trying to get kidnapped, obviously—and there’s a club opening tonight.”
“Where?”
“I think it was between some Mexican restaurant and a chapel. I saw this half-drunk couple who was stumbling nearby with a woman wearing a tux and a man wearing a veil, munching on tacos.” I laughed, thinking back to it. “We should go! There was some good dance music playing out front.”
“I have something better,” he hummed, tugging on a lock of my red hair that I had curled earlier. “This casino has mini-golf on the third floor. Let’s go there first, and then we can get drunk at whichever club you want to dance your pretty little ass off in.”
* * *
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Charlie growled against my lips, his drink spilling on the floor.
I danced beside him, one hand around his collar, the other clutching my drink. I forgot how many drinks I had already drunk. Three? Five? Maybe six? Who was counting anymore, honestly? This night had been so fun, especially the mini-golf.
Music thumped through the club. I moved my hips from side to side, grinding my body against Charlie’s. We had gone to clubs before, but we always danced around each other, our bodies barely touching. Now, he was mine, and I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity.
Plus, with the alcohol running through my veins, I didn’t want to stop.
“I wanna bring you to Radiant so badly,” he murmured.
Pleasure coursed through my body, and I pressed my thighs together.
Going to Radiant with Charlie?
I had told myself when I went last time that I didn’t think I would ever consider going back, and especially not in those glass rooms, but now that Charlie was proposing this idea …
“Oh, yeah?” I asked. “What would you do to me there?”
“Bring you into one of the glass rooms and set up a camera,” he said, capturing my bottom lip between his teeth and sucking it into his mouth.
“We’ll make the glass dark, so we can’t see out of them, but everyone can see in.
You’ll know that they’re getting off on you.
You’ll know that they’re watching this sexy body get filled. ”
I whimpered and ground my thighs together. One of his arms snaked around my waist, and he tugged me closer to him so my tits pressed up against his muscular chest. How he was mine, I honestly didn’t know.
“Because you get off almost as much as I do while being watched, don’t you?”
After whimpering again, I nodded. “Yes.”
“Oh, baby, I know you do,” he murmured. “We’ll make sure everyone sees you—my online fans, every last member at Radiant, and especially our friends. I bet they’d love watching you get fucked by my huge cock.”
Fuck!
He took another sip of his drink, and I snagged the straw and sipped some down too.
Charlie had never looked sexier than right now, his gaze all hazy, his mouth mumbling against mine, his needy hands grasping at my hips in front of everyone. He tugged me closer and raked his fingers across my lower back.
Some guy moved closer to us from behind, but he shoved him away while keeping his gaze on me the entire time.
“Let’s have one more drink,” he murmured.
“One more?”
“Mmhmm.”
“And then what?”
He pulled me closer to him until my body was flush against his and his lips were pressed against mine. “Then I’m going to throw you over my shoulder, walk back to our hotel, strip you naked, and fuck you to sleep in front of the windows.”
“Fuuuck,” I moaned against his lips. “Please.”
“I love when you beg for me, Athie,” he growled, slipping one knee between my thighs and grinding it up against my cunt.
If he wasn’t careful, I would come undone right—
“You sound like a desperate little pet.”
Fuck!
I finished my drink and tugged him toward the bar. We’d promised each other one more drink, but I didn’t know if I would last that long.