4. Chapter 4
Grace
“We shouldn’t cancel. The fucking head of the Crimson Peak Organization is coming for his first VIP visit tonight. It’s important for all of us to be there.”
Victor runs his fingers through my hair as he talks to Matteo on the phone with me kneeling at his feet in his office.
We haven’t left Victor’s house since Wednesday.
Lili and I have spent most of our time in bed or in the den watching movies, and Victor has spent most of his time on the phone.
But he joins us when he can. Las Vegas has been chaotic since Trinity Novak got shot, but Phineas Draven hasn’t made an appearance, only his mother, Mayor Miranda Brandt has been seen, but she’s reading carefully worded statements and canceling appearances, which Lili says isn’t normal for her.
From what I’m hearing on Victor’s end of this phone call, Matteo wants to cancel the parties this weekend and keep the High Card closed, but Victor disagrees.
I can’t hear what Matteo is saying, but Victor’s fingers tighten in my hair until he’s pulling, and I wince. It’s not until I whimper that he lets go and pets my head softly. “Sorry, butterfly,” he murmurs.
I lean against his leg.
“It’s OK,” I whisper. “I kind of like it.”
He chuckles for a moment but quickly sobers as whatever Matteo says gets his attention.
“We’ll be there. It would be strange for all three of us to miss.”
The call ends abruptly, and Victor fists a hand in my hair again.
“Is everything OK?” I ask, trying to keep the arousal out of my voice.
He studies my upturned face, cupping my jaw with his free hand. “Not even close. But we have to keep living.”
“Maybe we can go to my apartment before we go to the club? I’m going to start my period soon, and I don’t have any club-appropriate clothing here.”
“Sabrina can bring you a bag.”
I frown. “I want to be home, Victor. Even if it’s just for a few minutes.”
“And when this is all over, you will be. I promise, butterfly. But right now, it’s out of the question. In all the chaos, Owen hasn’t finished his search for whoever worked on your car or the person sending you the flowers.”
I rest my chin on his knee and sigh. “You’re right. Better to be safe.”
“Thank you for agreeing. Make a list for Sabrina and text it to her.”
“Why is the head of Crimson Peak coming to the club?”
He frowns and pulls me up into his lap. “You want to be kept separate from my... less than legal activities, yes?”
I sigh and shake my head. “If I’m going to be with you, I’m resigned to the fact that I’m going to have to know some things. Having you hide things from me is worse than knowing.”
His brows come together as his scowl deepens. “I’ll do my best to shield you. But he heard about the work we’ve done for some of our other clients and wants to come on board and have us handle some cash for him.”
That means money laundering. I’ve heard enough to know that. “Enough said. Is there anything I can do to help you get ready for tonight?”
He pulls me close. “Just be your usual self, Grace. And keep Liliana near you.”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur.
“Time to get dressed. We’re going into the city early.”
When we get to his bedroom, Liliana is using the shower, and I’m tempted to join her. But the water turns off as I’m about to head for the bathroom, so I go to the dresser drawer Victor cleaned out for my clothes and pull out an outfit.
Lili steps out in a towel and blushes when she realizes we’re here.
“Hope you don’t mind, I used your shower,” she says. “I woke up and neither of you were here, so I thought I would enjoy some quiet time to myself.”
Victor crosses the room to her and pulls the towel free as he leans in to kiss her.
“You’re welcome to my shower anytime, Spitfire. We’re going for a ride soon, so get dressed.”
She puts a palm on his chest and stares up at him.
The sight of them together should make me uncomfortable, but it doesn’t. They make a striking couple, and I enjoy looking at them. My mind goes back to the day I watched Victor fuck her on his bed while I rode the Sybian, and the memory sends a little shiver through me.
“Uh Oh, Vic. Our toy appears to be having dirty thoughts about us,” Lili says in a loud whisper. Her calling him Vic catches me off guard, but I don’t have too much time to wonder about it.
Victor’s gaze shifts to me and he crooks a finger and points to the floor in front of him.
I move in his direction, but he snaps his fingers to stop me and points at the floor where I stand. It’s a signal sometimes used at the club. He wants me to crawl to him.
I sink to my hands and knees and crawl with my head high, watching him as I get closer and closer.
“Is Liliana right? Are you having dirty thoughts about us, Mariposa?”
I blush as I nod. “Yes, Master.”
“Strip.”
The one-word command is enough to ignite me, and I silently pray he lets me have what I crave.
I remove the clothing I just put on, staying on my knees as I do, and Victor kicks them away from me.
“Tell me about them. In detail,” he commands, petting my head.
“I was remembering the way you fucked Goddess while I was watching and the way the Sybian felt in my pussy,” I confess.
“Do you enjoy watching me fuck Liliana?”
“Yes, Master.”
He pushes me onto my back and crouches so he’s kneeling on one knee between my legs. My pussy flutters as he drags one finger through the folds and finds my clit. “What shall we do with you, Grace? Such a horny little sub.”
“Let me come?” I say, trying to sound hopeful.
He shrugs as he slides two fingers inside me. “Eventually. But I want you to be extra needy for me for a while.”
He slowly finger-fucks me until I’m on the brink of an orgasm, pleading for release. Then he pulls his fingers free and stands, offering his fingers to Lili. “Clean up her mess,” he commands.
Lili eagerly licks and sucks me off his fingers as I stare up at them. It’s way hotter than it should be.
“Delicious, Sir.”
“I agree. But what do we do about our horny little toy?”
Lili stares down at me with a wicked grin on her face. “Will it just be the three of us for the drive?”
Victor nods. “Why?”
“Perhaps she can sit in the back like the other day. Only this time with her skirt around her waist and she can spend the drive entertaining us with a toy in her pussy. No coming, of course or you’ll have to pull over to the side of the road and punish her.”
The suggestion makes me squirm on the carpet, and Victor winks down at me. “I think she likes this idea.”
“Up and dressed, Mariposa. Then pick a toy from the nightstand.”
My pussy is throbbing as I stand and pull on my skirt and blouse again.
At the nightstand, I peruse my options, and I sense Lili behind me.
She wraps her arms around my waist from behind and looks over my shoulder.
“Nothing battery-operated unless it’s also got an insertable end.
That way if the battery dies you can still fuck yourself.
” She points to a rabbit. “Something like that.”
I select the toy she’s pointing at and pass it to Victor who slips it into his suit jacket.
When we are all three ready, we walk downstairs and get into the SUV waiting for us. Victor places his large toy bag in the back, and a smaller bag in the seat next to me. I’m curious about what’s inside, but I don’t ask. As usual, a second vehicle is carrying our security.
In the backseat, I roll my skirt up around my waist as Victor and Lili settle into the front.
“Spread your legs wide. Prop them on the backs of our seats if you need to, but that cunt stays on display for this entire drive, understood?”
“Yes, Master.” I find a comfortable position, and then he hands me the toy.
“No coming. No asking to come. And no stopping unless you fuck up and come without permission.”
“Yes, Master.” My hand shakes as I take the toy and turn it on low before sliding it inside my pussy. The rabbit ears tickle my clit, and I’m convinced I’m going to fail at not coming.
I hate failing.
Victor turns, so he’s facing me and puts a hand on my thigh. “You’re not going to fail, butterfly. You’re going to make me proud. As you always do.”
Fucking mind reader. I keep that thought to myself. Not that it matters. But his words soothe me, and I’m more confident in the challenge I’ve been given as he pulls away from the house.
We are several minutes into our drive, and Victor and Lili occasionally reach back and stroke one of my legs or murmur words of encouragement about how hot I look.
As we reach the highway, Victor looks at Lili with a wicked grin and reaches into his pocket. I’m too focused on not coming to see what he pulls out.
He hands her the item and changes lanes.
“What am I supposed to do with these?” she asks.
Victor chuckles and glances at me in the mirror and then back at Lili.
“You didn’t think you were going to escape this adventure without me doing something wicked with your body did you, Liliana?”