Chapter 4
Beneath the surface, what we need hides in plain sight.
Gabriel
Saturday, I had to go to work undercover at Club Chaos. The owner, Langden Ross, was an old college buddy who knew what I was about. Months before, I had approached him, asking to use his bar as a cover for some covert work, and he readily agreed but required that I temporarily manage his muscle.
“Cheryl, I’m leaving. Need anything before I go?”
“Does an orgasm count?” she called back. I poked my head around the corner.
“You’re an insatiable minx.”
She smiled at me. “And your point?”
“You’re a brat, too.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Oh, I see, you want attention. Are you sure this is the best way to get it, naughty girl?” I deepened my tone on the last two words, watching the effect on Cheryl. She sat naked on my couch, curtains flung wide, the only light filtering in from outside or the hallway.
She rolled onto her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at me. “Please, Daddy, just a quickie.” Seeing her glistening slit made my pants feel uncomfortably tight. Who was I kidding? I wanted her as badly as she wanted me, the tent in my pants proof enough.
“Widen your legs.” The insides of her thighs were shiny with arousal. Reaching over the back of the couch, I pressed her chest down and spanked her pretty, pink pussy. She screeched into the cushions, and I fought back a laugh. She was so predictable, and I loved her responses.
I slapped it again, and a small gush splattered against the insides of her thighs. Now she squirmed and kicked her feet. I cracked her ass a few times to settle her down. “Don’t move,” I commanded. She turned her head but offered no resistance.
“Is this what you want, Daddy’s big fingers inside your hot, tight hole?
” She mewled like a kitten as I added a second finger, slowly moving them in and out.
Then I picked up the pace, going before pulling my fingers out and slapping her swollen lips and clit.
She came like a banshee, screech and all.
Without giving her time to recover, I repeated my action, and she didn’t disappoint.
I slapped her ass several more times until it had a lovely pink hue.
“I have to go. Give Daddy a hug.” She scrambled to her knees, and when she saw my straining pants, she licked her lips suggestively. I shifted my cock.
“Oh, Daddy, you’re so hard, that must really hurt.
Let me ride down in the elevator with you and take care of that.
” Had I been thinking clearly, I would have seen through her ploy, but I wanted her as badly as she had needed me moments ago.
Feeling like a caveman, I gripped her hair and walked to the elevator.
Once inside, she unzipped me and sucked my cock with enthusiasm until I filled her mouth and throat with my seed.
When she stood, she licked the corner of her mouth, like a kitten wiping cream from its face. When I got out, I showed her how to lock the elevator once she was safely back upstairs, and then I left.