Chapter Seven
Sadie
After eating, I took a bath and laid down in bed with the guys with nothing but Mason’s shirt on. I fell asleep in record time, but now it’s six in the morning, and I’m wide awake. I didn’t want to wake the guys, so I snuck out of bed and went to stand on the balcony.
It’s a beautiful morning. I have my elbows on the railing of the balcony, looking out over the city. I usually don’t like the city, but from this angle, everything looks peaceful. “Good morning, beautiful,” Dean says before wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck.
“Hey. Good morning,” I say as I turn to face him. “Mason and Lance asleep?”
“Yeah,” he says, kissing me. “How long have you been awake?”
“Not too long. Thirty minutes, maybe,” I say.
“You know you talk in your sleep?” Dean asks.
“Yeah. I used to get in trouble for what I’d say in my sleep,” I laugh. “Also, you’ve told me this before.”
“Yeah, I know. It’s just fun that we can have a conversation with you,” Dean says with a smirk.
“What did you trick me into saying?”
“Not tricked,” he says. “You just kept saying you were happy.”
“Well, I am,” I confirm.
“No regrets?” he asks seriously. He is searching my face for answers.
“I would say something if I had any issues,” I say. “None of you have done anything I didn’t want.”
“I guarantee I could scare you,” he smirks.
“I doubt that,” I laugh.
“Mmmm. I wonder what you sound like when you’re scared and coming,”
“You can try and…” My words are cut off when he picks me up and sets me on the railing.
“Dean!” I nearly shout at him in a panicked voice.
“Do you trust me, Sadie?”
“Y-yes,” I say. I make the mistake of looking behind me and whimper, as I imagine myself plummeting to the Earth below.
“You’re afraid of heights,” he smirks as he pulls his cock out.
“I’m afraid of falling, Dean,” I say as I look behind me again. “Fuck, you’re crazy.”
“So you trust me,” he asks again as he parts my legs and teases my clit.
“Yes,” I say. “Please don’t drop me.”
“If I do, you won’t care for long,” he says as he slowly fills me with his cock. I groan and cling to him. He has a tight hold on my hips when he slams into me, making me scream out.
“Fuck, I love how you grip my cock when you’re scared,” he murmurs and continues to pound into me.
Every time he bottoms out, fear shoots through me as I imagine him accidentally knocking me off of the railing.
It doesn’t stop the build of my climax. It doesn’t stop me from begging him to fuck me harder.
Something about mixing pleasure with a near-death experience is doing so much more than just turning me on—It’s fucking intoxicating that my entire life is in his hands right now.
“Trust me,” he says as he lets go of my hips and grabs a tight hold of my wrists. He is holding me away, so that I can, in turn, hold his wrists to provide myself a little bit of comfort as he continues to drive into me.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come,” I moan. He nudges me to lean back, and I lean back and trust he will hold on to me.
A rush of adrenaline washes over me when a feeling of weightlessness takes over.
He has me leaning over the edge, only to be supported by him.
Fear is still coursing through me, mingling with pleasure.
“Come with me, Little Demon. Tell everyone who’s fucking you right now,” he says through a groan.
“Oh, Dean. Oh, God,” I tip my head back and moan as we both fall into our orgasm. The only thing I can produce is his name on my lips over and over as he chases down our release. I feel like I am flying as he rails into me, and nothing can bring me down from this feeling.
He pulls me back up to wrap his arms around my waist and kisses me deeply. “You are amazing,” he says softly.
“I feel slightly insane for liking that as much as I did,” I admit breathlessly. Dean chuckles and pulls out of me before helping me off the railing.
I look past Dean to see Lance and Mason standing in the doorway to the balcony, smiling. I laugh, and Dean turns around to see that they are watching us. “If you kill her by accident, I’m not covering for you,” Mason says.
“So only if it’s intentional then?” Dean asks.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” I laugh. Before I step past Mason and Lance, Mason stops me so that he can gently kiss me.
“Good morning,” he says with a smile.
“Morning,” I say before turning so I can kiss Lance. “This feels so normal.”
“Good,” he says. “Go get cleaned up, and we can go get some breakfast.”
“Okay,” I say happily. I go to the bag that Stacy had packed for us and get out my leggings and T-shirt before going to the bathroom. I clean up and get dressed, but I hear panicked voices outside the door as I am going to walk out.
“What’s going on, Todd?” Lance asks. I can hear the confusion in his voice.
“Where is she?” Stacy asks, just as panicked.
“Bathroom. What is y’all’s problem?” Dean asks. I open the door to see Todd grab a chair and move it to the corner of the room by the door.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“The others are coming up. We need to get her home. Now,” Stacy says to the guys.
“What’s wrong?” I ask again.
“What others, Stacy?” Mason asks. He sounds just as irritated as I feel.
“Fuck,” Todd says as he yanks the smoke detector from the wall.
“If I have to ask one more fucking time what’s wrong, I’m gonna throw someone off the balcony,” I shout.
Todd sighs and gets off the chair before walking over to the desk in the corner. He pulls something from the smoke detector and sets it on the desk.
“Oh no,” Mason says quietly. “You better be fucking joking, Todd.”
“No. Stacy found the video link on Facebook,” he says.
“How many people have seen it?” Dean asks. He looks more than just mad. He looks irate.
“Last I checked, five million in the last eight hours,” Stacy says.
“Will someone please explain?” I ask. A knock at the door has everyone ignoring me again. Lance opens it, and suddenly our entire friend group is in the hotel room.
“Where is your phone?” Todd asks.
“It’s off. It’s in my bag,” I say.
“Don’t turn it on. Okay?” he says.
“I’m not listening to anything until someone tells me what the fuck is going on,” I say. “Please tell me what’s going on.” Todd taps on his phone for a moment before handing it to Dean.
“Son of a bitch,” he barks after looking at the screen for just a few moments. He hands the phone to Mason so that he and Lance can see.
“Is there sound to this?” Lance asks, seething.
“Yeah,” Stacy says carefully.
“Fuck,” Mason says with a sigh. “Sadie, come here, sweetie.”
“That was a camera… Wasn’t it?” I ask quietly. I am on the verge of a complete meltdown. Mason pulls me closer, and he holds the phone out for me to take. I hesitate, but take Todd’s phone. Dean, Lance, and Mason nearly surround me as I hit play.
My mouth falls open, and I shove the phone back into Mason’s hand when I see myself getting railed by them on camera. I pull away from everyone so I can think.
“My parents are going to see that. Everyone I know… All of our employees. What if this hurts the company? This could ruin everything we’ve worked for.
Just gone. All because of a hidden camera.
Who the fuck would do this? Angela. She threatened me.
This is what she meant. How did she know to place the camera?
She didn’t look surprised when I was at the auction.
” I am rambling and pacing. Dean suddenly stops me by holding onto my shoulders.
“Did you hear me?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“We need to get you home. Okay?” he says.
“Why?”
“Because we own one of the largest tech companies in the country, and we all just had a sex tape leaked. They know we are at this hotel,” he says bluntly. “There is press outside, and they’ve been trying to get up here to talk to you.”
“Why me?”
“Because you are the only woman who owns a tech company of this size in the United States,” Jake says. “They are fucking sexist.”
“Oh, God. They’re saying awful things, aren’t they?” I ask, and he nods. “What are they saying?”
“Most of it is crude comments that are slut shaming you. Some are mean comments about your body. Then there are the religious people who are saying you’re going to hell,” Stacy says honestly. “A uh… A few of those religious ones are death threats.”
“There are a handful of people going after the guys,” Todd says.
“Why?” I ask.
“Well… The video is named ‘Executives take advantage of a virgin church girl.’ People, I guess, don’t realize you are an owner, so they think it’s not consensual,” Del says.
“I’m going to fucking kill her,” I snap.
“Who?” Billy asks.
“Fucking Angela. That stupid cunt did this,” I say, almost yelling. “She sat down there yesterday and told me to watch my back because I never knew who’d be watching. She did this.”
“Oh fuck,” Stacy says. “She could have easily paid a housekeeper or something to let her in here.”
I turn and grab my bag and set it beside our one piece of luggage before putting everything into the bag and zipping it shut. No one says anything. It won’t take too much to melt down entirely, so I focus on just getting our stuff together so I can go down and talk to the hotel manager.
“I’ve got it,” Mason says, taking the bag from me when I pick it up. Dean gets my dress that’s hanging up in the bag that Stacy brought.
“What are you doing?” Todd asks.
“I’m going to go talk to the hotel manager,” I say. “Then I’m calling the police. That’s a felony.”
“I’ve already called. I got permission to take the camera down because you all were still in here with it. When you guys leave, they’ll come in and get it,” Todd says. “Don’t yell at the manager, please. Give them a chance to resolve it before you get too angry at them. Okay?”
“How in the fuck can they resolve it? Their lack of security measures allowed someone to put a goddamn camera in our room.” I say.
“Just… Don’t scream at them. Please,” Todd says. “Legally, I can do anything you want me to. You have every right to sue, and all four of you better, but you lose leverage if you lose your mind first.”
“Okay,” I say curtly.