Chapter 45
BLAIZE
My knuckle split, but I kept hitting the worn punching bag back-to-back. There was a fire in my soul that was not budging, and it was because of her. Tonight was going to be a fucking mistake, but there was no going back now. I knew what I wanted, and it was Kadence Hayes.
One night.
It would be the worst possible thing I could do, but giving into that temptation would finally kill this desire.
At least, it better simmer and die, because after tomorrow, there would be no more.
She was a need, a pesky temptation that was driving me insane.
There was only so much whiskey I could consume and rage boxing would lead to injuries I didn’t need right now.
I kicked the bag, spinning on my heel before going in for another punch. I closed my eyes as I shuffled my feet. This was not helping me tonight.
Temptation was a wicked beast, and I was a weak woman.
The best way to get over temptation was to dive right in.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t plan it out already.
One night with Kadence was not enough, but it was all I was allowing myself.
She said free rein, but she was not ready for that.
I could imagine her strapped to the sex machine, her orgasms, her cries, her pleas as it drug out orgasm after orgasm until she begged me to please her.
It was my favorite form of punishment. It seemed like a reward until it got to the point of pain instead of pleasure.
I wondered how long she could last and how many orgasms it could pull from her.
Would she beg for my tongue?
I smirked, sipping the whiskey. Tonight, I was going to take a bite of the forbidden fruit, and then I’d deal with the consequences later. I was going to sink my teeth into her until I got my fill. She was going to taste like the sweetest sin.
I left my room, walking down to the club and taking the keys to room 127. It was my favorite room, and the furthest away from Hunter. It also didn’t have peep holes. When I was alone with my submissive, I didn’t like being watched. If I wanted to give everyone a show, I would go on stage.
Kadence was going to see a different side of me.
I couldn’t let the part she knew out in here, the one who craved an answer, craved her screams. I needed to be the domme, the woman that was here to bring her pleasure without letting my life get in the way.
Using this time to get answers was a betrayal of trust. We both needed to satisfy this desire that burned inside the both of us, and then I can go back to figuring out who the hell she was.
Kadence gave me a hint, and it might just be the thing I needed to find out who she was and why she was here.
She left a big city, but why would she leave Manhattan to come here?
New York had more opportunities than Westhaven.
So now my question was who was she running from?
She said she wanted a new life, but why? Why here?
I shook it from my mind. When I went down that spiral, I’d do it when I was in front of Hunter.
Instead, I set the room up how I liked it.
Moving the chair to the center, I took a seat for a moment.
I’d decided I’d be here before Kadence arrived.
She’d walk in and see me sitting here, waiting for her before I had her get on her knees.
She was going to look breathtaking on her knees.
Curiosity piqued my interest because I wanted to know what she craved, but diving into that tonight was not what I was planning.
I was going to taste her, devour her until she was begging.
I wanted to see her pussy swollen and needy.
I wanted to leave my mark, but that would suggest I was claiming her as mine. She was not mine.
When the room was set up, I left, locking the door. Hunter was waiting for me with a smirk spread across her lips. I rolled my eyes, putting the key back and walking back upstairs to my office. Hunter was nosey, so she walked in and sat on my desk with an arched brow.
“So?”
“So?”
“Blaize, don’t play fucking coy. Why are you in your favorite room after seeing Kadence dance on the stage?”
I leaned on my elbows. “It’s only one night. Don’t brag to anyone.”
“It’s about fucking time. You’ve been on the verge of fucking her in the club for the last two weeks. Given you did already, but shit.”
I rolled my eyes. “I decided I am going to curb this desire and have her. It doesn’t mean shit. I am going to get a taste, bring her pleasure, and satisfy the need we both have.”
“Mmhmm.” Hunter’s been with me since Hades was fresh.
When Olivia and I came to Washington, I knew I wanted to open a strip club.
Maybe it was from robbing men at a young age or having beautiful women work for me and make money.
Either way, Hades was perfect, and the girls who worked for me would always be safe.
The club was open for two years when I found Hunter and took her under my wing.
After a drunken night, we decided that the X-rated version of Hades would be opened to the public.
It went off without a hitch. I wanted lesbian exclusive, but when my girls showed curiosity, I decided to make it queer exclusive so they could bring their partners.
Maybe in the future I could open a sister location in a different city for sapphic women and people only.
Cinder was interested in having a club in her city, but we would focus on expansion later.
Hunter knew my kinks. After all, I trained her. She loved impact play, but the whip was her favorite. Everyone had their vices and their ways of coping; kink was ours. And what could I say? Hunter learned from the best.
“I need you to check for Kadence Hayes in Manhattan,” I told her, changing the subject. I didn’t need her crawling my ass about my plans with her tonight.
She arched her brow. “She told you?”
“She let it slip.”
“Uh huh. I’ll check. I don’t know why you are so obsessed with finding out who she is.”
“I don’t like being in the dark. She’s hiding something, and I want to know what it is.”
Hunter sighed. “You know there is a reason people hide things, but I’ll check it out and let you know when I find something.” Hunter liked to pretend she was invincible. In her perfect world she would be, but I knew her just like she knew me. Even if it was fucking annoying.
“Cinder and Melisa will be here again tomorrow night. Make sure they are taken care of before they head back home.”
“You got it, boss.”
They normally spend a week or two here if everything in Georgia was okay. No one knew what they did here, but it wasn’t hard to put two and two together. If Cinder wasn’t afraid of commitment, I was positive those two would be married by now.
I would see them when they left because I refused to allow myself to wake up next to Kadence after giving in. This would be it. There would be nothing else left after this night between us.