Chapter 19
19
T he next night I sat at my usual table off to the side of the club. Even with the crowd I had a perfect view of the bar. I checked the time on my phone for the tenth time in five minutes and of course Blood noticed.
“You realize she may not even show up.”
I stared at my phone. Five-fifty. She had ten minutes until her shift started.
My mind wandered back to her first night when she came late playing the part of the scattered bartender. An act, just like every other fuckin’ thing she did since she walked through the door of The Tropics.
“Whatever freaked her out yesterday might keep her away today.”
I thought of that too, but my gut told me she’d show to finish whatever game she was playing. Only this time I was on to her, and she wouldn’t be leaving here until she answered to me.
Ten minutes later, she entered the club from the back hall. I followed her with my eyes, but either she didn’t see me through the crowd or she purposely ignored my presence.
The rest of the night went by tediously slow. I kept focused on the main bar drilling her with my eyes. A few times I caught her gaze and she’d quickly look away. Perfect. My goal to make her fuckin’ uncomfortable was working. I’d kept the side that made me a Royal Bastard hidden from her, but now it was time to show my ass.
I’d already planned to set her up when she worked in the office. Leaving out notes about fake gun shipments and other lies she could spill to Rico. Double down with enough bullshit information to drive the drug lord crazy. I’d make this twist of fate work out in our favor using Marisol as my pawn.
Then when the time was right, and she’d outlived her usefulness, I’d use her in another way and show the sneaky whore how big, bad bikers liked to get down. She wanted to play with the big boys, then let’s see if her Stanford education would see her through my brand of kink.
T hankfully, the club was filled to capacity and there was little time for speculation. After my father’s ultimatum I had no choice than to return and face a man who could surely bring me to my knees. Strange since I’d spent most of my dating years keeping men at a safe distance—until now.
The sensations I experienced with Smoke captivated me in a way I’d never experienced and I’d fallen—hard. The dread of seeing him again filled every part of me. For a fleeting moment I debated leaving, and heading to California, but angering my father wouldn’t benefit anyone. He’d follow through with his threats against Rita’s family, and in the end he’d surely find me, so playing this out was my only option.
I’d done my best to avoid Smoke, but tonight he sat at his usual table centering all his attention on the main bar. The few times my eyes wandered to his side of the room he was zeroed in on just me. The twisting of nerves affected my performance. I screwed up more than one drink order and let a beer bottle slip from my hand crashing to the floor behind the bar. I quickly cleaned it up but not before one of the other girls asked if I was all right.
Although I vowed to stay in character and play this game out, Smoke’s stone-cold expression unnerved me. His dangerous allure electrified every nerve in my body and held me hostage.
Finally, last call was announced, and I made myself busy cleaning up the bar and putting away the condiments. Keeping my eyes and my thoughts on the mundane duties. The other girls were cleaning up the tables when I sensed his presence behind me.
“Come into my office.” The heat of Smoke’s breath teased my ear. I side-stepped to the right, but he braced his hands on both sides of the bar making it impossible to move.
“I have to clean up.” A weak response.
“Now,” he growled, then strode away like he expected me to obey—and I did.
I followed him into the office and he slammed the door behind us, then spun around silently glaring.
I twisted the bar towel in my fists not quite sure what his next words would be.
“How come you bolted out of here yesterday?”
“I didn’t feel well and?—”
“Bullshit. How come you ran out?”
“I just told you I didn’t feel well all of a sudden and?—”
“So, you felt fine all day, we fucked, you cook for me, and all of a sudden you don’t feel good. Sorry, babe, I’m not buying it.”
“Okay, you’re right, I remembered something I had to do at home.” I closed my eyes for a second and Rita’s sweet face flashed in my brain. I had to focus for her sake. “I hadn’t planned on staying here so long and then I realized the time. ”
Smoke drew in a deep breath, his expression unreadable. “And where did you go home to?’
“My family’s home where you dropped me off.” Truth. I had gone to see Rita. And right about now I wished it was my real home.
“Ya know.” Smoke scrubbed his hand over his face. “I thought I could do this. I thought I could play this out, but fuck me, I can’t listen to your lies.”
“I’m not lying.” I bit my lower lip and he caught me.
He pointed at me. “Right there. That’s what you do when you’re lying or about to lie. You did it the night I took you home and last night, only now I’m finally catching on.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” But of course I did. What I hadn’t planned on was Smoke picking up on my irritating tell.
Smoke grabbed my upper arm and wheeled me out of the office.
“What are you doing?” My heart jacked up at the look of pure hate embedded like stone on his face.
“Shut up,” he spat out the two words, then pushed me in front of him toward the back stairs. A few of the strippers leaving the dressing room threw us a look, but Smoke’s deadly expression deterred anyone from saying anything or interfering.
I paused at the bottom step and he crowded behind me leaving nowhere to go but up. At the upstairs landing, he grabbed my arm again and hustled me down the hall to his door. He quickly unlocked it and pushed me inside.
I spun around determined to get my bearings and not show fear, but Smoke’s narrowed menacing eyes held rage and a savage anger.
“ O kay, babe, no more games.” I stalked across the room and pinned Marisol’s arms at her side. I used enough force to scare her but not enough to leave a mark. “I know who you are and I know what you’re after.”
Her eyes widened slightly. Enough to let him know she was caught and she knew it.
“You’re wrong or you have me confused with someone else.”
“I’m not wrong, and wherever you had me drop you off the other night isn’t your home either. According to my resources you live in some fancy villa on the Baja Coast.”
“Baja Coast? How could someone like me afford to live there?”
I barked out a harsh laugh. “I gotta admit you’re good. You really had me going. The ditsy act when Blood first hired you. Making me feel sorry for you. You played it great, but the game’s over.”
She shifted her feet and avoided my eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She struggled against me. “Now, let me go.”
“Not a chance cause you’ve been lying your ass off for your father since you walked into this club. Not one fuckin’ thing outta your mouth was the truth.”
She stayed silent and it pissed me off. I wanted her to fight back so I could lash out and make her feel as shitty as I did.
“You got nothing to say?”
“I don’t have to tell you anything.”
“Okay, then let me tell you. You graduated with honors from Stanford. Then you lived in Cali for a while, and for some reason you left the States and came back to Mexico.”
Her breathing stuttered and her back stiffened.
“What’s the matter? Don’t like getting caught out?”
“You don’t know me, so don’t act like you do. ”
“So, you admit it. You’re here playing me on your father’s orders.”
“I didn’t say that. What I said was you don’t know me.”
“Fine, you wanna play word games. You’re absolutely right, I don’t know who the fuck you are.”
“Then just let me go.”
“Not until you admit your sadistic father sent you to spy on me and Blood. Get some angle on us, or just keep eyes on us. I don’t know what his end game is, but it’s kinda hard to believe he’d used his only daughter as bait. Talk about sleeping with the enemy. You damn near fucked my brains out, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, cause it was all part of the plan.”
She turned her head away from me, but I wasn’t having it. I was gonna call her out and damn it she was gonna listen and own it.
I cupped her jaw and jerked her chin making her look at me. “They say he’s had hundreds executed on his orders, so you fucking me for intel is probably no big deal.”
“How hypocritical, you talking about murder and calling someone sadistic.”
“What would you call a man who pimps out his own daughter for a business deal?”
“It’s way more than that and you know it.”
“Oh yeah, so why don’t you enlighten me. Let’s start with the way you fucked me stupid, then bolted outta here yesterday like the place was on fire.”
Her nostrils flared, but she stayed silent.
“And don’t give me any bullshit about having second thoughts or feeling guilty for setting me up cause if you’re Rico Sandoval’s daughter I’m guessing you got nerves of steel and brass balls to go along with it.”
“You’ve got it all figured out so you don’t need me to answer any of your questions. ”
“Amazing how your accent has disappeared too, huh?”
She jerked her arms up and out of my grasp, then she bolted for the door yanking it open two seconds before I slammed it shut with the flat of my hand. I caged my body behind hers and my cock pushed against my zipper. Even pissed off her body amped me up. Tearing her clothes off and fuckin’ her hard against this door seemed like the best idea ever, but first I wanted answers.
I fisted her hair and twisted angling her head until we were face to face. “Ohhh, no, I’m not letting you off that easy.”
Her hands flew to her scalp, but I didn’t ease up. “Was running outta here yesterday part of the plan too? Acting scared or some shit so I’d feel sorry for you—again.”
She glared at me, her face red with fury.
“Oh and for the record I know the smash and grab was a set up too. Just you and your old man’s way of fuckin’ with us. You probably knew the guys who hit us.” I huffed out a harsh laugh. “Probably fucked them too.”
She grunted and reared back against me, but her petite frame was nothing compared to my two hundred pounds of pissed the fuck off.
“Kinda sad you gotta fuck on Daddy’s orders . . . although I have a feeling you like it rough cause I got the scratches and marks to prove it.” I spun her around until our faces were only inches apart. I wanted her to see my wrath and feel the force of my rage. “You liked getting fucked hard. Maybe that’s the payoff for you.”
“I hate you,” she screamed into my face.
“Yeah, yeah, you ain’t the first bitch to tell me that, but now I understand how you suck dick like a pro.” I wanted to hurt her and rail against her betrayal. “Couldn’t put two and two together when you were selling your innocent act. I guess I knew deep down something was off with you. Coming on so shy, when really you’re just another fuckin’ slut selling your cunt for the cartel. ”
“Fine. You know everything about me, so let me go and we never have to see each other again.”
“Ohhh no, babe.” I flashed her the evil grin I reserved for my enemies. “I’d like a little something to remember you by.” I released my hand from around her bicep and shoved it down the front of her shorts. I dug deep and when I found her clit I grabbed it between my thumb and forefinger and twisted until she yelped.
“And I don’t wanna hear any bullshit, cause I know how you like it.” I rolled her swollen clit a few more times, then I ripped at the Lycra material of her booty shorts. I tugged them down her legs and flung them far away from us.
I sneered down at her. “Fuck me, but you’ve got the hottest body. Like a bitch in heat, you love to fuck.” I hooked my finger under her lacy thong and tore it away from her body pitching it in the same direction as her shorts. “I want you naked and then I’m gonna tease and taunt you until you’re begging for my cock.”
“Never. You disgust me.”
She wriggled against the door and I curled my fingers around her throat just tight enough to make her eyes widen. Then I ground into her letting the denim of my jeans drag against her core. She planted her hands on my chest but she didn’t push me away. Keeping my palm at her throat, I grabbed onto her naked ass cheek with my other hand and kneed her legs apart so we were hip to hip.
She twitched and I grinned. “Keep doin’ that, babe, just makes me wanna fuck you harder.”
Releasing her throat, I slid my hand between us and dipped my finger into her hole, then I rasped down the zipper of my jeans freeing my rock hard cock. I fisted myself a few times coating my dick with her cream, then pushed the denim over my hips. In one smooth move, I hoisted her higher, until her legs wrapped around me, then eased her down until her pussy sunk onto my pulsing cock. Her arms circled my neck and I slammed her back against the door. She yelled out and I did it again harder until she was moaning out in shameless pleasure.
“You love fuckin’ my cock.” I bit the crest of her breast, then laved it with my tongue. “Say it, you love fuckin’ me.”
“I love it,” she panted as her nails scraped down my back. “I need it.”
I pounded her harder, but I was nowhere near done. I gripped her thighs, and spun away from the door staying deep inside her, as I stumbled to my bedroom on shaky legs. I tumbled us onto the bed positioning her on top so she could keep riding my cock. I watched her body taking me in and out. Her swollen pussy swallowing me whole and I knew I was close, so I pushed her off me.
Her eyes widened.
“Don’t worry, I ain’t done with you yet.”
I flipped her onto her stomach and anchored my arm around her waist hoisting her ass up. I held her tight to me and my brain spun with all kinds of nasty shit.
“Ever taken it up the ass?” I ground against her hole and her head jerked around, eyes wide. “I think a dirty bitch like you would like it. Who the fuck knows, maybe you’ve taken it in both holes at the same time.”
She bucked against me hard and I locked my fists around her hips.
“Yeah, just like that. Had a bitch back in Cali who loved to take my cock in her ass. You know, I’m big, so maybe you wanna suck me first. Get me good and wet, cause I ain’t stopping til I get what I want.”