Chapter 15
Addison
The rest of the week went by in a blur. Free said he wasn’t going to give me the drugs again until my body recovered from the first time, and I appreciated that. I wasn’t sure how long he would wait until he gave me another dose. Kelly, on the other hand, asked for more, and he gave it to her again last night. She’s now passed out in bed as I get ready to go to his brother’s place.
He bought me a dress to wear along with heels. I wasn’t sure how he knew what size I was, but the dress fit like a glove. I look at myself in the mirror, and I actually feel sexy in this. My face has healed with only minor marks left that makeup easily covered.
“Damn, girl!” I hear Bunny exclaim as I turn to look at her in the doorway. “You are hot as fuck in that dress,” she exclaims. My cheeks heat at her compliment as I glance down at myself.
“I think it’s too much. I don’t know what kind of party this is,” I tell her as I take in the sparkling black dress Free got for me.
“I think you look amazing. Free is going to shit himself when he sees you like this,” she says, nodding toward the dress. I don’t know what kind of reaction I’m going to get from Free, but I hope it’s a good one. I slide my feet into the heels and stand before Bunny as she takes me in.
“You look just perfect, Addison. Too bad you don’t swing my way,” she teases with a laugh. I laugh along with her. I know she has a thing for me, but I’m not into girls, not like that.
“We’d be cute together, wouldn’t we?” I ask her.
“Damn right, we would. Two hot bitches for the price of one,” she says, making me laugh once more.
“I like hearin’ that.”
“Hearing what?” Bunny asks as Free walks in.
“Her laughin’.”
“I bet you do. You can thank me for that,” she tells him with another laugh.
“Thank you, Bunny. Let’s see if you can get her to do it more often,” he says as his eyes burn a hole through me. He looks me up and down like he could devour me right now, and I would probably let him. The look of lust dances in his eyes, and my body heats from the inside out. It’s not the drugs. It’s the man himself.
“You look amazin’, sweetheart.”
“Thank you. Are you sure this isn’t too much?”
“No. It’s perfect. You ready?”
“Yeah, but I don’t know how I’m getting on your bike with this,” I tell him. He smiles, and fuck does it go straight to my core.
“We’re not takin’ the bike tonight.” Now I pout. I loved being on the back of his bike. “I’ll take you tomorrow if you’re a good girl tonight.” My heart skips a beat when he says that. Be a good girl. I can do that for him.
The thoughts still linger from the conversation we had yesterday about me staying here. The fact he said no one else would be touching me except for him. I liked that idea.
“Okay,” I say as he motions for me to come to him. I walk over and stop in front of him as he eyes me up and down once more. My cheeks heat again, and he sees it this time. He smiles that gorgeous smile at me before taking my hand in his. Electricity shoots up my arm at the contact, and I think he feels it, too.
“Let’s go before we’re late.” He leads me out of the room as I toss Bunny one last smile over my shoulder. I follow Free out of the clubhouse and to the waiting truck we’ll be taking. I might be dressed to kill tonight, but Free is still in his jeans and cut. Not that he doesn’t look sexy as hell in that, because he does.
He helps me into the truck and then walks around and climbs in himself before starting it up. Then we take off out of the parking lot.
The drive is silent. Neither of us speaks. I don’t know what to say. I’m curious about his brother’s place, but I don’t want to ask too many questions and piss him off. I don’t know how much I should ask. Not that it has ever stopped me before but I feel too comfortable about Free.
We pull into another driveway after about thirty minutes and up the long drive. I can see the house from here, and that isn’t a house; it’s a mansion.
“That’s his house?”
“That’s where he conducts business. His house is about an hour from here.”
“That’s his club?”
“Somethin’ like that. I call it a club because of the exclusivity.” I nod my head in understanding. Free kills the engine and comes around to help me out. My heels hit the ground with a soft clink before he rests his hand on the small of my back. It feels intimate. Too intimate for a guy like Free.
I allow him to lead me to the door as a big man nods his head at us. He must be the bouncer as big as he is.
“Security,” Free tells me. I nod.
We step inside, and I can’t believe what I’m seeing. This place is immaculate. I can see why girls would want to be here.
We walk further into the room when I see the women all dressed similarly to me. Long flowing gowns cover their bodies as men flutter around the room, talking to them. I’m in awe of everything when another man walks up to us.
“You came,” he says, holding his hand out to Free.
“I came.” They shake hands before the man's eyes fall on me.
“She’s prettier than the pictures,” he observes, and my cheeks heat once more. He’s seen me? In pictures? Is he the one they were talking about putting a last minute bid in on me?
“She is far prettier than the pictures. Addison, this is my brother, Jamie.” I reach out my hand to be polite, but Jamie pulls me into his arms. His face nuzzles into my neck, and I instantly look at Free. I don’t like him being this close to me. I don’t like what he’s doing. Free’s jaw clenches and flexes, but he doesn’t say anything.
Jamie finally pulls away and kisses my hand before releasing it. I quickly drop it back to my side and stand closer to Free.
“I got your shipment,” Jamie informs him.
“Of course you did. I never ship my shit out late,” Free tells him.
“It’s all ready for tonight. Is she ready?” Jamie asks, nodding toward me.
“Here’s the thing. She’s with me, Jamie. Not one of your other guys. Not one of your girls. Me.”
“What the hell is this? Since when do you take a woman?”
“Since now. She comes, it’ll be for me,” he says in a tone that sounds more like a warning than anything else. Jamie pulls some kind of face before nodding his head.
“Okay. Keep her by your side, then.” Free nods his head and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me to his side, where I gladly go. Keeping me tucked close, he walks us through the room when I spot someone.
“Is that the mayor?”
“It is. I told you all kinds of people come here. Mostly the elite.”
“Then why are we here?” He chuckles.
“You don’t think I’m elite enough?” he asks with a smile on his face. I know he’s messing with me.
“You don’t really fit in.” All these guys are wearing suits and ties but not Free. He’s casual and calm.
“I never do. I don’t come here often either. Just when a girl would prefer this over goin’ home.”
“Who wouldn’t prefer this?” I ask him. I see his jaw tick once more before he nods his head, agreeing with me.
We sit back in the corner of the room, drinking champagne and talking. Free is very good at conversation once you get him going. He’s actually a fun guy to be around.
The more I drink, the happier I get. That’s when Jamie steps into the center of the room to make an announcement.
“I’m glad you could all attend tonight. It’s good to see so many of you here. It’s been a while since we’ve had a party of this size. I’m happy to say my baby brother came through with the items you wanted. They are at your disposal. Please, drink and have a good time.” There are cheers around the room as I glance over at Free.
“What’s he talking about?”
“The drugs. There’s enough for every woman at this party,” he says, looking over at me with lust-filled eyes. He wants me to take the drugs again? Here? Tonight? I open my mouth, but words won’t form. I knew what I was at the clubhouse to do, but here? With so many other people?
“I …”
“Don’t have to use them.”
“What?”
“You don’t have to use them tonight if you don’t want to. I’m not gonna force you to. Not here,” he tells me. My heart skips a beat at his words. He isn’t going to force me to take them tonight. I look around and see the other girls drinking from the vials shamelessly as Free, and I remain in our corner.
The man comes around to offer me a vial, and I shake my head. He looks to Free for confirmation, and he does the same, shaking his head.
The man walks away as I watch the scene unfold in front of me. They don’t go to rooms. They don’t go out of sight from everyone. Instead, they start pulling off clothing in front of everyone.
“All these girls work here?” I ask Free.
“Yeah. They do. Come here,” he says. I scoot closer, but he shakes his head and pats his lap. I stand and move to sit on his lap, a little timid about all of this. His hand clamps around my waist as his lips land on my neck. This is getting him hard. Watching them like this.
“You like to watch?” I ask him.
“Don’t you?”
“I’ve never watched anyone before,” I admit to him.
“Then this is your first time.” His hand stays around my waist as his lips find my neck once more. Soft, slow kisses pepper down my neck to my shoulder, where he bites gently. I squirm in his lap and feel his cock harden beneath me. At first, I thought it was for the other girls in the room, but then I notice him staring at the side of my face. He reaches up and brushes my hair over my shoulder before diving back in. His lips are soft against my flesh, and I find myself moaning from his touch.
I keep my eyes scanning the room, watching as some still undress while others are already fucking. They have no shame. They are empowered, just the way I was when I had the drugs. I feel Free’s hand slide to my knee before he slowly tugs my dress up to my thighs. I shouldn’t let him do this. I shouldn’t let him touch me in front of so many people, but I can’t stop him, and I don’t know if I want to. His touch feels too damn good.
His hand comes in contact with my skin, and I shiver from the touch. He slowly drags his fingers up under my dress to my panties, which are already damp. He growls low in his throat before standing me to my feet and pulling them down. I step out of them, and he quickly picks them up and stuffs them in his pocket before undoing his jeans.
“Pull my cock out, Addison.” It’s an order, and I take it as such. I reach for his jeans and help him move them down his hips and over his thighs before grabbing his cock in my hand. He groans, and so do I. “You gonna fuck me? Right here in front of everyone?” he asks me. I don’t know the right answer to that question. I don’t know if I should say yes or no. Should I be embarrassed that I’m about to fuck him in front of so many people?
“Answer me, Addison. Do you want my cock?”
“I didn’t take the drugs.”
“I don’t give a shit. You want my cock or not?” Do I? I’d like to feel what it feels like to have sex with him without the drugs doing their thing, so I nod my head. He looks down at his swollen cock in his hand.
“Then ride me, darlin’. Fuck me good.” I hike my dress up and turn to face the room before grabbing his cock in my hand and slowly lowering myself down it. I groan as I sink fully onto it and so does Free. His hands lock around my waist as I slowly begin to ride him.
“Fuck me, Addison. Look at them. His cock fillin’ her pussy. It’s so goddamn sexy, isn’t it? To see her so fuckin’ full of him. Are you full of me?” he asks me as I roll my hips.
“God, yes,” I whine as I rock and roll my hips faster. Fuck this feels too good. Better than with the drugs. Free’s hand comes up to cup my breast before he tugs and pulls on my nipple. I moan louder this time, but the sounds I make are drowned out by the others in the room having sex. A woman screams as she takes the man on the floor.