Chapter 8
8
J AMES
She pulls him into a trance, and he quickly falls for her.
Smoothly, she picks up the pace, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his eyes half shut, his drunk stare pinned on her face.
Drinking her in, he fucks her mouth.
Her eyelids slide down, her throat vibrating with a crying sound as having him in her mouth gives her undeniable pleasure.
She spreads her thighs and curves her back the way she used to when she was with me.
And I leaned against the wall.
And my cock was in her mouth.
Emotions storm through me––hate, frustration laced with poisoned pleasure, and a pang of deadly vengeance.
Rock hard, I palm my dick and lock my jaw to contain my muted rage as lust spikes through my veins, rendering me numb.
As if knowing, she pushes my hand to the side, runs her fingers down my fly, and pulls it open.
Her rhythm doesn’t break as she keeps sucking him, her palm going up and down my hard-on while I throb against her touch.
Without looking at me, she pulls him out and moves her mouth to my erection.
She parts her lips and rolls them down, closing her softness around my hardness.
A shudder barrels through me, heat flowing through my veins.
Tense, I suck in a scant breath and palm the back of her head before rocking my hips and sliding my cock into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat repeatedly.
She shoots her gaze up, trying to read my eyes.
“Don’t fucking look at me,” I say.
She closes her eyes as I fuck her beautiful mouth.
And she strokes Lex at the same time.
He shifts his gaze to me and locks my eyes.
We look at each other, both intoxicated with lust, forgetting how deadly and addictive she is.
We’ve shared beautiful women in the past, but never someone like her who could hook us.
She lets go of me and sucks on him again, and we flank her so she can move easily between us.
We both look down, feasting on her body as she tugs at the side strings of her panties before letting them slide off.
She parts her tights, so we can see the smooth, engorged flesh peeking between her folds––we’re both about to burst.
I run my teeth across my lip while Lex breathes a quiet grunt, his hunger surging fast.
“Fuck,” he whispers, his lips curling into a slow smile as she picks up the pace again.
He curves his back and tilts his hips, grinding against her mouth.
Moments later, his eyes go blank as the orgasm soars through him. Shaking his hips, he shudders, blasting his load into her mouth.
Dazed, she looks up at him.
I thread my fingers through her hair, tearing her mouth off his dick and pulling her onto me.
She rolls her swollen lips on me and quickly gets in sync with me, our eyes connecting.
A wild woman stares at me through her long, curled eyelashes, taunting me with her immense power.
She wants us as much as we want her, and she's not afraid to show it. A teasing smile glints in her eyes, confirming my suspicion.
Here we are again, meeting in circumstances we never thought we would.
Although I’m wrestling with dark emotions, what happens between us is not an accident.
It defines us. Both of us.
She is now as dirty as they come and as dirty as I like them. And yet, she is no longer mine.
The thought spears through my head, drowning me in madness and getting me drunk on lust––one lethal combination if you ask me.
I sense Lex’s stare on both of us as I slide my dick through her fist, entering her mouth every time, taking in her heaving chest and swollen pussy.
Moans simmer in her throat, her face flushed, her lips glistening. Aroused, she lets me fuck her mouth, sinking her nails into my thighs, her nipples hard as pebbles, her back arched, her legs spread open.
I come looking into her eyes, filling her mouth with my release.
* * *
JAMES
Half an hour later, I walk out of the shower booth, run a towel over my body, wrap it around my waist, and saunter out of the bathroom.
She pivots to me while I veer away from her.
Her stare burns my face as I swagger to the table, scoop out a cigarette from the pack, and run the flame across the tip.
I toss the lighter back on the table, suck in a long drag, and flick my eyes to her.
She studies me, emotionless.
“Stop looking at me,” I say.
She flicks her gaze away.
I suck in another drag, studying her for a moment before I speak again.
“Turn around,” I bark.
She looks at me, baffled.
“I said... Turn around. What part of that you don’t understand?”
Defiance lines her gaze, a battle brewing between us as I keep her eyes locked.
Reluctantly, she spins around.
“Now put your hands on the wall,” I demand.
She does as she’s told while I inch closer to her.
Holding my cigarette between my lips, I nudge her legs open.
“Where’s Lex?” she asks in a trembling voice.
“What do you need Lex for?”
She stays quiet.
I lean closer to her, my palm sliding to the small of her back, my cigarette dangling from the corner of my mouth.
“What is it, babe?” I ask.
I look down, observing the slow motions of my hand as I cup her butt. I feel her tense beneath my touch.
“Are you scared?” I ask in a hoarse voice.
She quivers even more.
A muscle ticks in my jaw as I continue.
“Tell me, darling… Isn’t this what your line of work is all about?”
She stays quiet.
“Isn’t trading your body for money what this shit is all about? Isn’t letting someone have you, use you, and break you as often as they want the thrill you’re seeking?” I ask before tearing the cigarette away from my lips and blowing the smoke to the side.
“It’s not––”
“Shut up. I’m not paying you to talk.”
I lean toward her again, bracing the hand holding my cigarette against the wall as I murmur in her ear.
“See, Red... Men are not the friendly creatures that you think they are. They may lose their heads over your pretty face and sexy body and how you make their blood simmer and their cocks hard. Their dicks are always stronger than their minds. But in the end, they’re all beasts at their core. They want to claim you, break you, and destroy you. It’s in their nature, babe. I thought you knew that already…”
My palm goes down her back again––my touch is softer than my words.
Slightly pressing my body against hers, I slide my fingers below her butt and touch the flesh between her legs.
Her breaths turn quickly shallow.
Smoothly, I slide two fingers into her and stroke her. A shudder falls through her, and her bottom pushes up, her thighs slightly parting.
“Hmm... You like this, Red. Fear and pleasure––it’s always a wicked combination, isn’t it? But see… You’re walking a fine line here.”
I tilt my head down, my gaze floating over her body.
The garter belt is still on her, and so are her heels. Smooth skin encases her perky ass and long, toned legs.
She looks like a fucking million bucks.
I pull all her hair over one shoulder and run my hand down her back, goosebumps forming beneath my fingers.
The bathroom door opens and closes before Lex swaggers into the room.
“Our little minx needs you,” I throw at him, earning an angry look from him.
Still glaring at me, he crashes onto the bed.
“Don’t fucking look at me like that, Lex,” I say, slipping my fingers between her butt cheeks.
“Do you remember this, darling?” I ask, talking around my cigarette again, squinting against the veil of billowing smoke.
I bring the other hand between her folds, my fingers sliding under her sensitive hood.
She jerks back, slamming into me, sparks flying from my cigarette.
“Easy, babe.”
I pull the cigarette out and set it on the lip of an ashtray near us.
From behind, I slip two fingers back into her, coat them in her wetness, and pull them out before pressing them between her butt cheeks.
She shudders, scratching the wall with her nails.
“Yeah... I think you fucking do...” I murmur, sliding my hand back to her cleft, hooking my forefinger under her soft hood, and gently pulling up while slowly running my middle finger up and down her slit, rubbing her clit.
My two fingers at her back slowly thrust and twist, moving in and out of her butt.
Her hips start rolling against my hands, grinding like crazy.
“Yeah... I know. All you want is a hard dick inside you... maybe two. The thing is, sweetheart... We’ve paid for pussy, not you for dicks.”
Growling, she mumbles a curse.
“Mm-hmm… ” I murmur, stroking her.
Her whimpers morph into a muffled squeal when I pull my hands away and leave her hanging on the cusp of coming.
I spin away, my eyes flying to Lex, who shakes his head in glaring disagreement.
As if I give a fuck.
“Something to drink, Lex?” I throw over my shoulder as I head to the bar, adjusting my throbbing cock.
“No, thanks...” he hurls back at me, annoyed.
I grab a short, fat glass, fill half with ice cubes, and generously pour whiskey over them.
“My friend would like a repeat, Red,” I say as I slide the cigarette between my lips and give Lex a wink.
He glowers at me, not tasting my dark humor in the slightest.
I empty my glass in one gulp, the effect of the alcohol surging through me in an instant, pushing my seething fury to an all-time high.
I slide the empty glass onto a table, curl my arm around Rain, lift her, and toss her onto the large bed.
Quickly, she rolls to the other side, hiding behind Lex.
Rage soars through me.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I growl, rounding the bed.
“James.”
“Stay out of it, Lex. Don’t be a fucking fool like I was.”
He leaps out of bed and blocks me, pushing me back.
“Enough, man,” he says, his eyes scorching me. “She’s had enough. You’re not hurting her. You’re tormenting yourself.”
“I’m not hurting anyone. She’s done an outstanding job for everyone else.”
My eyes sting, and my chest hurts.
He blazes at me.
And a twisted smirk pushes to my lips.
“Okay. Fine by me. Let’s just fuck her, then. That’s why we’re here, aren’t we?”
His eyes throw daggers before he spins around and storms out of the room.
I pace after him and follow him into the bedroom.
He walks into the closet without looking at me and pulls his clothes out.
“You don’t have to leave. I will,” I say, getting my clothes out. “You can fucking have her,” I say, fumbling through racks. “I know you want her. It turns out she wants you too. You shouldn’t forget, though, she’ll want anyone for a good wage.”
His hand comes to my chest, and he crushes me against the wall.
I yank his hand off and push him back, and then he charges again, clutching my neck.
“She still loves you, James,” he growls, frustration beaming in his voice.
I sink my fist into his shoulder and jolt him back, my lips shaking with fury.
“She never loved me. She never said she did, and she never acted like she did,” I say, enraged.
“She didn’t abandon you, James… She’s not your mother. She didn’t leave you because she wanted to. She wanted to learn to live on her own.”
My hand shoots up.
“Stop saying that, for fuck’s sake. She wanted to be independent? Sucking dick for money is not independence,” I push out, my voice bouncing around the walls.
“To her, it is.”
I pivot back to him, my hands peeling off the hangers.
“Have you lost your fucking mind? She is a call girl because she didn’t want my money. It makes no fucking sense.”
He grills me with his stare, his hands clasped on his hips.
“What did you expect her to do, James? Become a rocket scientist overnight? Build a company with twenty bucks? Or perhaps you wanted to find her in one of those coffee shops, wiping the counter clean for enough money to buy lunch. Would that have made you happy? Would that have made your cock hard and your heart tender? You never looked out for her all this time. You didn’t care whether she was dead or alive, hungry or fed, or had a roof over her head. You fucking knew she had no one left. You knew she was on her own. And all you did was wallow in your misery and listen to your fucking bruised ego. You wanted her to learn a lesson? Well, she did. And it’s the same fucking lesson we all learned a long time ago. Of all people, you know that best. You don’t get anywhere in this life unless you do whatever it takes. And that’s exactly what she did to keep her head above the water. You can’t possibly be so blind. All this time, not once have you listened to your heart and tried to understand her reasons for pulling away from you.”
“I don’t have to listen to my fucking heart. That’s not how I got where I am,” I mumble, annoyed, turning my back to him and pulling a shirt off a hanger.
“She’s not a business enterprise, James. She’s a fucking human being. She is where she is partly because of you. You’ve changed her life in so many ways. She lost her family and her friends, and she lost you. She wanted to be on her own so she could be with you for real someday.”
“She could’ve been with me,” I growl, spinning to him again.
“You don’t get it, do you?” he says in a softer voice.
He looks at me with rueful eyes.
“She didn’t want to be your whore, for fuck’s sake. She wanted to be your woman, and she wanted your respect as much as she wanted your love.”
I clench my jaw, my nostrils flaring with anger.
“And what is this, Lex? Huh? What she’s doing right now. Isn’t she someone’s whore, anyway? Is this supposed to make me feel warm and fuzzy toward her? Proud, maybe? Respectful? What part of your body are you thinking with? Is it your hard dick? If she wanted my respect, don’t you think there were better ways to earn it than selling her body to other men?”
He looks at me, his eyes glinting with sadness.
I let out a bitter chuckle.
“Or do you think I should feel special somehow just because I was the only one who couldn’t buy her? Is that it?”
A sigh of frustration escapes his lips as he folds his arms across his chest.
“I don’t think she planned to fuck people for money. You said she had a job lined up when she left. Well, I’m sure it didn’t take long before she figured out she couldn’t get anywhere with it. She must’ve stumbled onto this call-girl shit and rolled with it. And she was probably lucky to meet the right man to start doing it with. This could’ve ended badly. She could’ve been on the streets or in a strip bar. Or worse.”
I finish buttoning up my shirt.
Rushed, I run both hands through my hair, a long exhale leaving my lips.
“Well, she’s good now,” I say dryly.
“Is she?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“What do you want from me, Lex?”
“I already told you, but you can’t get it in your fucking head, can you? Listen to your fucking heart. There’s a reason you can’t let go of her after all this time.”
I shift my gaze down. Rubbing the back of my neck, I slowly shake my head.
“I can’t… She’s not that woman anymore,” I say, raising my eyes.
“How do you know?” he asks, the words exploding on his lips. “And why the fuck do you care? What makes you think she’s worse than you and me? You want her innocence back? Fine. When was the last time you were innocent? Do you remember? ‘Cause I don’t. Was it when we were teens and fucked older women? Or was it when we slipped a wad of cash in their bikinis to have our dicks sucked in a strip club? We were never truthful to women. We’ve always played games. Had you been honest with the women you’d kept around because it was convenient to you? You weren’t exactly truthful with Rain, either. When things crumbled for her, you looked the other way, buried yourself in a club, and put your cock into someone else’s mouth.”
“Maybe I shouldn’t have taken you to that place,” I toss at him sarcastically.
“Yeah... Maybe. Or maybe I didn’t need to witness it to know it. I have a good grasp of you, James. Sometimes, I know more about you than you do. I also know women, and I can tell she’s been alone since she left. You think she has a lot of friends? Or perhaps you think she has one of those dimwit boyfriends who pretend they don’t know their women fuck someone else for a living?”
I flick my eyes up, pain clawing at my chest.
“What difference does it make?”
He searches my eyes for a moment.
“Have you ever wondered why she is lonely?”
I wave him off, irritated, and start fastening my belt.
“It doesn’t matter,” I murmur.
“Do you think she’s ever loved any man other than you?” he asks, a touch of emotion tinging his voice.
I cut my eyes at him.
“Well, for one, she likes you a lot...” I say.
“She does. And she likes Ed too. She always did. But she only loves you, and you treat her horribly.”