Club Thrive: Agenda (The Club Thrive Series Book 3)

by Alison Mello

  The guys finally hold their hands up in defeat and begin walking out of the club, but not before Benny turns around and gives me one last dirty look. I’m so fucked.

  Chapter 8

  Stone

  In the kitchen, I’m busy trying to quietly make us brunch because my baby is still asleep. She didn’t sleep well last night after we left the club. She is totally stressing over Randall Higgins and his boys. Benny really scared her last night when he recognized her and saw her talking to Jake, and now we have concerns not only for Miranda and her friends, but for the club as well. We had to be sure her friends all got home safe since they were all seen by his crew. Once we were sure they were gone, I had Ressie walk both Katie and Lila to their cars and had them call us when they got home. When we got home I tried so hard to comfort Miranda, telling her that there’s no way I’m letting them anywhere near her, but it didn’t seem to help too much. With my arms wrapped securely around her, she finally fell asleep around four-thirty this morning.

  I can run on little sleep but my girl not so much. I don’t want her tired today because her friends are coming over later to hang out with her while I’m at work. I didn’t want to admit to her that her friends being here with her makes me really happy because even though I keep telling her she’ll be fine, I’m nervous. I don’t think these assholes have any idea where I live but they can find out I’m sure, again something I didn’t mention to Miranda.

  I’m so deep in my own thoughts I hadn’t heard her get up, and when she wrapped her arms around me from behind, I jumped. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

  “It’s fine. I was deep in thought about work. I hadn’t heard you get up.”

  “It smells yummy in here, what are you making?”

  “Well, there’s coffee in the pot, and I’m making bacon, pancakes, and scrambled eggs. I thought I’d surprise you with brunch in bed, but I guess you surprised me,” I say, trying to see her over my shoulder.

  She slips away to make her coffee, and when I look over, she’s wearing nothing but one of my t-shirts. I know she’s not wearing anything under it because when she reaches up to get a coffee cup from the cabinet, I get a glimpse of her bare ass and it makes my cock stir. I mentally talk myself down for now, trying to concentrate on not burning our food. “What are your plans for tonight?”

  She pours her coffee. “I don’t know. I think we’re going to binge watch some shows on Netflix and order takeout.”

  “Sounds like fun,” I pour egg mixture into the pan. I’m almost done and I’m glad, because I’m starving, and I’m sure she is too. We haven’t eaten since dinner last night, and it’s already almost eleven.

  “I have a few other things in mind that sound like fun too, but I think we better eat first.” She grabs my cock through the lounge pants I’m wearing.

  “Easy, woman. My cock is already aching, and I know for a fact you’re wearing absolutely nothing under that t-shirt of mine.” My voice is raspy. “Breakfast is ready.” She gives me a devilish smile removing her hand from my cock to take her plate. When she gets to the table, she puts her plate down, then purposely drops her napkin. She then proceeds to bend over, picking it up to reveal her gorgeous ass and glistening pussy. She doesn’t realize that I’m now right behind her until I slap her ass hard enough to leave a beautiful pink mark on her cheek. She yelps, quickly standing. She turns to me with a grin on her face. “I’m claiming that ass after breakfast since you want to be such a tease.” Her brows shoot up.

  I wink at her and take my seat to eat. I’m now starving, and for more than just the food in front of me. I can’t help but wonder if she’s excited or nervous. I’ve claimed her ass once before and she seemed to enjoy it as much as I do, but she’s still tight.

  I finish my breakfast before she’s even half done with hers. I pull the elastic from my hair and lean back in my chair, watching her as she slowly continues to eat. I’m stalking every move she makes, her fork goes to her mouth, her luscious lips wrap around the fork as she bites on some eggs. I envision her lips wrapped around my cock. It twitches in my pants. I’m now fully hard. I take a deep breath, biting my lip. She knows what she’s doing. I can see her fighting her smile.

  I feel she’s had enough, so I stand from the table and scoop her up over my shoulder. She giggles and squeals as I carry her off to our room. I place her down on the center of my black four poster bed and warn, “Do not move.” I run to our closet to grab some straps to tie her down with. First, I restrain her wrists, then I grab her right leg, tying the strap around her thigh just above her knee. I attach the opposite end of the strap to the post above her wrist strap. I repeat the same thing on the other side.

  Standing back, I admire my handy work. She looks beautiful staring up at me from our huge bed. She’s excited and nervous at the same time, but she’s seen enough. I slip my shirt up over her eyes so she can no longer see. Her breathing has picked up and she whimpers when she realizes what I’m doing. I whisper in her ear, “Shh, baby, I’ll always take care of you. I promise.”

  I wander toward the closet to grab some toys, I ditch my lounge pants along the way, my cock fully erect, pointing to my belly button. I take my time building up her anticipation. When I finally get back she’s so excited her juices are dripping from her pussy down to her ass, and it causes my cock to ache. I can’t wait to be buried deep inside her, but first I need to taste her. Kneeling on the bed between her legs, I slowly run my finger from her ankle up to the inside of her thigh. She gasps when I don’t touch her wet, wanting pussy. Lowering myself, I press my tongue to her anus and lick my way up through her folds to her hardened clit. She tastes so damn good, I can’t get enough. I continue sucking and nibbling on her clit as I work the tip of the butt plug into her ass to stretch her out. She’s whimpering and panting as I continue working her clit and her ass at the same time. The sounds coming from her mouth turn me on so bad my balls throb. Before I know it she’s screaming my name and coming all over my tongue. I press the plug in a bit further as she tries to squirm from my non-stop assault on her clit.

  “Stone, please,” she moans.

  “Please?” I question. “Do you want more?”

  “Yes, I want to feel you inside me.”

  “Oh you will, trust me, baby. But I’m still hungry for more.” Turning on her favorite vibrator, I slowly press it inside her warm pussy and lower my lips to her clit.

  “Oh my, God, Stone. It’s too much,” she screams.

  “Shh, just relax and enjoy, baby.” I can hear her taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself as I fuck her with the vibrator and devour her clit. It doesn’t take her long to explode once again. She’s moving her hips the little she can, trying to ride it out, but I pull the vibrator from her pussy and the plug from her ass. She smiles and relaxes, but I’m not done yet. I lube my cock and line it up with her open and waiting anus, slowly sticking the tip of my cock inside her. She instantly tightens up. “Let me in, baby.” She nods and relaxes a bit, allowing me in a little deeper, but each time I press further she tightens up and then relaxes until I’m balls deep in her ass. “Good girl.” She smiles proudly. I slowly start moving my hips in a circular motion and at the same time I take a dildo and slip it into her pussy.

  “I feel so full.”

  I grin. “You ready to come again?” She shakes her head no. I laugh. “Oh, well, you’re going to.” She giggles, but quickly stops as I pick up the pace, fucking both her holes at once. She’s biting her lip to stifle her screams. “Give me one more, baby,” I beg as I pound her beautiful ass.

  I can feel she’s about to come before she even tells me. Her muscles are tightened deliciously around my cock, squeezing it. “Oh my God. Oh my God,” she screams out as another orgasm shreds her. I slam my cock into her ass one last time, planting my seed deep inside her, claiming her ass as mine forever.

  ***

  Miranda

  After relaxing in the tub with Stone for a while, he’s now ready for w
ork and I’m excited for Katie and Lila to come over. I invited Sky and Sadie too, but Sky is helping at the club since they are short-handed, and Sadie is busy getting ready for her next art gallery show. Apparently, there’s one coming up and we’re all going to be invited.

  I pull out my laptop to check some email and do a little work while I wait for the girls to get here. Stone will be leaving any minute and I don’t want to admit it to him that I’m a bit nervous about being alone, so I need to occupy my mind. No sooner am I settled at the table with some coffee and my laptop than he comes over to me. “Love, I have to get going, but I’ll text you in a little bit to check in. Please keep your phone nearby so I don’t worry.”

  “I will, don’t work too hard.”

  “I love you.” He leans down to kiss me goodbye.

  “I love you too,” I whisper and he’s gone.

  I jump up to engage both locks on the apartment door. I see Stone already locked the bottom one, and despite the fact we never use the top lock, I’ll feel better if I use it tonight. I sit down in front of my laptop to begin working. The first thing I do is check my email so I can see what I have going on with various clients. I have one client whose shop is just about finished. She owns a bakery and has been in business for years. She didn’t change her logo or slogan, but we helped her freshen the place up and we’re redesigning her website. It’s funny how people think web design is so easy, but it isn’t, and she’s definitely a baker, not a web designer. Her site was a mess.

  I’m just about done going through my emails when a new one pops up. I gasp when I see it’s from Randall Higgins. I’m almost afraid to open it, but I need to remain professional, so I do.

  Miranda,

  I’ve made some decisions about the club and need to meet with you this week. I’d prefer sooner rather than later. Please meet me at the club on Tuesday morning at nine a.m. I’ll have breakfast waiting for us.

  Mr. Higgins

  I’m a bit ticked off that this guy is demanding I meet him on Tuesday. I’ve told him before I have other clients and he thinks he can just demand that I meet him on his schedule. Of course, I don’t have a meeting on Tuesday, but that’s beside the point. Part of me wants to tell him no and I’ll meet him on Wednesday just to stand my ground, but at the same time I’m curious to hear what decisions he’s made, so I go for a different approach.

  Mr. Higgins,

  Though I understand you’re a busy man, please try to understand you’re not my only client. I do have other appointments I have to keep and I would appreciate it if you stop demanding that I meet you at a certain time. That said, I’m happy to tell you that my schedule for Tuesday morning is clear, so I will see you at nine a.m.

  Sincerely,

  Miranda Stevens

  There, hopefully that’ll fix his ass. I shake my head, hoping he doesn’t bother to respond, and I move on to work on some theme ideas for his grand re-opening. I open Google and do some research on the word vixen itself. I want to see if it draws some inspiration, but I’m distracted by the ping of my email.

  Miranda,

  I may not be your only client, but I better be your top client, therefore I better get TOP PRIORITY or I will be forced to go to your boss and inform her that I am not happy with your service. I can make your life hell and I’m not afraid to do so. That said I’m glad you can make it Tuesday morning. I look forward to seeing your fine ass in my club once again.

  Mr. Higgins

  I do not bother responding. Fuck him. He’s not getting any more of my personal time, but I decide Stone needs to know about this appointment, so I shoot him off a text letting him know what Higgins said, and that I have to meet him on Tuesday. He responds immediately, telling me he will bring me to the appointment and wait in the truck for me. I smile after reading his words. I’m so glad he said that. I feel better already.

  I try to turn my attention back to the club, but I’m struggling to come up with a theme. Vixen is named so because of the hot women that strip and dance in the club, but I can’t find anything that’s helping me with a theme for the event. I’m thinking maybe a sexy masquerade type party. All the dancers end up with nothing on but masks, making them appear as sly as a fox. My brows shoot up. That may actually work.

  There’s a knock on my door that causes me to jump. I run over to the peephole and see it’s Katie and Lila. I’m so glad they’re here. I can run my idea by them. I quickly open it and they both hurry in so I can shut and lock the door. “I’m so glad you two are here. I’ve been working on the theme for Vixen’s grand re-opening, and I want to know what you think. The creep emailed me for a meeting on Tuesday and I want to run the idea by him.”

  “What did he say?” Katie asks, concerned.

  “That he has made some decisions and he wants to meet with me. He was demanding and I tried to put him in his place, but it didn’t work. He got angry and told me that he better be my top priority.” I shake my head.

  “I think you need to update Tanya,” Lila says. “This guy is a dick.”

  “I know, but he’s also paying us good money. I’m going to try and maintain a professional demeanor and get through this as quickly as I can. Which is why I need your opinions.”

  “Okay, let’s work on this for a little bit and then we can hit Netflix for some binge watching,” Katie says. We move to the couch since our table only seats two. Katie is on one side of me and Lila is on the other. I tell them my idea for the masquerade party and they love it. We begin searching elegant looking masks that won’t run the club too much money. We find two different sites they can order from that have a variety of elegant lace masks in a wide range of colors. I print a few things out to add to his file, along with the link for their websites.

  “I’m happy that I got this done. Thanks, ladies.” I shut down my laptop to put it away.

  “Any time. That’s what friends are for,” Katie says.

  “I’m starving. Are you girls ready to order some food?” Lila asks.

  “Yes, I’m starving too. Stone made us brunch, but that was hours ago.”

  “He seems like such a sweet guy. I hope I can find someone like him,” Lila says, sounding sad.

  “We’ll hook you up, don’t you worry.” Katie wraps her arm around our friend.

  “For right now though, we need to decide pizza, Chinese, or Thai?”

  At the same time they both say, “Thai.”

  “Thai it is.” We place our order and turn on the TV to decide what we’ll binge watch while we wait for our food. We agree on Orange is The New Black and we start from season one, episode one. We’re partway through the second episode when the doorman calls me to tell me there’s a guy on his way up with our food. I pull some beers from the fridge and we settle back in for more TV with our food. We’re having a great time laughing and joking around. I’m so thankful for my friends, if it weren’t for them I’d be sitting around the house like a lump on a log, internally freaking out because I’m here all alone.

  My phone chirps and I quickly jump to check it. It’s Stone checking in. I shoot him back a message letting him know that we’re fine. “Everything okay?” Katie asks.

  “Yeah, Stone told me he’d be checking in, so I wanted to return the text so he wouldn’t freak out.”

  “I’m glad you met him. He’s a sweet guy and I know he’ll take good care of you.” She smiles and then looks down at her watch. “It’s getting late. Let’s watch one more episode and then I’m going to run.”

  “Me too,” Lila says. “Will you be okay by yourself?”

  “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m going to bed once you girls leave. I’ll read until I fall asleep.”

  I press play on the next episode and we all get quiet to watch it. When it’s done, they quickly help me clean up before they take off for the night. I lock up the house and head to the bedroom to read on my app, but first I send Stone a text.

  Miranda: In bed reading until I fall asleep. I love you and will see you in the morning.
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br />   Stone: Sleep well, baby.

  I hope so. I think to myself as I open my app and begin to read. I must be really tired though because I don’t remember much of what I read at all.

  Chapter 9

  Miranda

  It has been a quiet week so far. I had a meeting with Tanya yesterday to discuss what has been happening with Higgins. I filled her in on his inappropriate comments and his demands that I be his top priority. She asked me what I wanted to do about it, and I told her that if I drop him he will make a mess of Millennium Marketing, and we wouldn’t be able to catch him messing with Club Heat. We agreed that Stone will escort me to my meetings and that I will be careful and keep her up to date on what’s happening. She was impressed with my idea for the masquerade party, now I just have to hope he’s as impressed.

  I slip on a pair of heels and walk out to the kitchen where Stone is busy making me a breakfast sandwich to eat before we leave. I seriously wouldn’t eat nearly as much as I do if it weren’t for him. I take my seat with a cup of coffee as he places my breakfast in front of me. He kisses the top of my head and asks, “How are you feeling?”

  “Tired and nervous. I didn’t sleep well last night. This guy is unpredictable and his last email didn’t leave me with a warm and fuzzy feeling.”

  “I know, but remember, I’m right outside, and if you’re not out in thirty minutes, I’m coming in, and there ain’t a damn person there who can stop me.” He sits down across from me with a plate of his own.

  “Thank you for going with me. It really does help knowing you’ll be outside waiting for me. I wish I knew what to do or say to set this guy up so we can catch him screwing with the club.”