14. Chapter 14 #2
“Her.” She gestures toward a woman riding a man. I’m surprised.
“Why?” No answer. “Tell me now.”
“Be-because she’s in control; she’s in charge of his pleasure.”
That response was not what I expected.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want to be touched. I want to come,” she whispers as she begins to grind on my cock.
“Please.” She places her hand over mine and begins to guide me down her body.
I feel the softness of her stomach, then my hand hovers above her center.
She uses her other hand to lift her dress, placing mine on her pussy.
I can feel her wetness through her lace panties. “Please,” she begs.
Her begging is my undoing. I push the lace fabric to the side, and without hesitation, I push two fingers inside her. She whimpers. Fuck, she’s so wet, I can hear how slippery she is. Her juices are coating my hand as I pump in and out of her. Her moans are all the encouragement I need.
“Don’t take your eyes off them,” I order her.
She nods. The music in the background fades, and all I hear is her.
I can come just from the sound of her moans.
I can feel she’s close. I use my thumb to rub circles on her clit; my fingers continue to pump in and out of her, drenching my hand.
My other hand is still playing with her nipple.
I can hear her whimper, and then she comes.
Her pussy clenches around my fingers as she bucks into my hand.
I pull them out. “Open and taste yourself,” I whisper into her ear.
She opens her mouth, and I bring the two fingers that were just inside her to her lips.
She licks them clean. Fuck me. I pull away and leave her panting and recovering from her orgasm.
That was a dick move, but I needed to leave. I look down at my pants, the wet spot of my arousal evident. I look at my palm that’s glistening with her cum. I lift my mask off, just enough for my tongue to taste her. Fuck, she tastes amazing; it’s sweet and intoxicating.
I need to get the hell out of here. Coming here tonight was a mistake. I see two men approach me—the owner of the club’s private security. “He wants to see you.”
I look up at the camera in the ceiling and smile. “Of course he does.” As soon as I enter the elevator, I hand my mask to one of the men. They know who I am.
“Seems you’re having a fun night.” I turn to see Nic laugh; he’s the obnoxious sibling. His twin, Ric, just stands there.
“Did anyone ever tell you two how dumb it is that a set of twins is named Ric and Nic?” I see Nic’s laugh turn serious.
“Fuck off, Miles.”
“Wow, that’s original.”
“Enough, both of you,” Ric shouts. “The boss has a guest, but we’re taking her and Ms. Kayde home.” He looks at me and smirks. “And don’t worry. I won’t tell Gemma.”
Fuck him. Everyone knows that I’m not her only client.
He’s about to say something when the elevator door opens.
Berenice stands in front of me, not having a clue who I am.
Next to her, with his arm around her waist, is the owner of this club: Sebastian Valdez.
I walk past them and head to his office down the hallway, giving them privacy.
A couple of minutes later, Sebastian enters his office.
I wasn’t sure how long he’d be, so I made myself comfortable.
He doesn’t bother with pleasantries; instead, he sits on his chair that looks like a throne, but that’s Sebastian—larger than life.
That’s why seeing him with Berenice is so shocking. She’s so normal, and he’s so…Sebastian.
He may intimidate others, but not me. Nothing gets past him, though; this is his domain, so he knew Veronica was coming. I’m trying to rein in my anger, but I can’t. “You invited Veronica Kayde to your club?”
The motherfucker gives me a sinister smile.
“She was invited by my guest.” He sits there, baiting me.
“One who I don’t deny and who I keep safe.
” I know he’s throwing that in my face. “It worked out in your favor. No?” He looks at the wet spot.
“I must say, I wasn’t expecting to see the younger Kayde put on a show.
” I jump out of my seat, but he remains rooted in place, not fazed by my reaction.
“Careful, Sebastian, you know what lengths I can go to,” I threaten, but I still don’t get a reaction from him.
He stands up and walks to a shelf that holds some of the most expensive liquor I’ve ever seen.
“No, Miles, you need to be careful. Do you know what Damon would have done if he saw you and her?” He takes a sip from his glass.
“He’s a fucking loose cannon. Albeit one of my oldest customers, but a loose cannon, nonetheless. ”
He’s right. What we did—no, what I did—was reckless and stupid. He grabs a water and walks to me, extending the bottle to me. “Here, you must be parched.” I watch the effort it takes for him not to grin. “Next time, use the private room.”
“There won’t be a next time,” I snap.
“Hmm, if you say so.” He moves to his desk, grabs two folders, and walks back to me.
“Here.” I take them and immediately open them.
I don’t question him; if he needs something, I’ll do it.
I scratch his back, he scratches mine. I look at the contents of the first folder.
It’s a picture and a name. He answers the question before I have time to ask.
“I need you to find that person. I don’t care how long or how much it takes. ”
I have a feeling this has to do with Veronica’s friend. The woman he held so closely—Berenice.
I nod and move to the second folder. It’s photographs of Eric Harrison and some men I don’t recognize. “What’s this?”
“Information. I received it earlier tonight from my New York office. Do with it what you will. Eric Harrison and his associates have been banned from entering any of my businesses. If he shows his face, I will personally put a bullet in his head.”
“What did he do?”
He takes a moment to answer. “He stabbed a woman in the thigh with a small knife.”
I feel my blood run cold. Son of a bitch. “Why are you telling me? You’re neutral. You don’t get involved.”
He doesn’t hesitate. “Things have changed. Your ward is friends with my…Berenice. So that means that I will protect them both. It’s public knowledge she isn’t your biggest fan.
” He likes rubbing that in my face. “My advice is that you tell her everything.” He takes another sip of his drink.
“I know men like Eric. Once they set their sights on something or someone, they don’t stop until they have it. Now that includes the younger Kayde.”
I’m not surprised Veronica has told others how much she hates me. “If it were only that easy,” I say as I walk out of his office.