by Meghan Quinn
I nodded my head as I took in everything. There were wigs spread all over the bathroom counter as well as multiple makeup products. Her cabinet that held all her masks was wide open and had masks hanging everywhere. Clothes from workouts and presentations were spread all over her floor and her trashcan was overflowing with makeup cloths.
She fidgeted in place as she looked around and said, “Um, I’ve been working hard?” Her question/statement had me inwardly smiling.
“I should leave right now, given the appearance of this room…”
She grabbed a hold of my arm and said, “Please, no. I can clean it real quick, see?”
Gathering up her clothes, she started running around in her little bathing suit, throwing things in her hamper and tossing makeup in her drawers.
“Goldie, stop.” She stopped in place and turned around as she held multiple masks in her hand. “I should leave, but I’m not going to and do you know why?”
She shook her head no as she placed the masks back on the ground.
“I’m not going to leave because I need a taste of that sweet pussy of yours and I’m not leaving until I get it.”
Visibly, I watched her gulp as she nodded her head.
“Strip,” I demanded, not wanting to play around anymore. I was hard and I wanted her.
The bathing suit she was wearing was a one-piece but the sides were cut out and the back rode dangerously low on her waistline, showing off her perfect body and curves. I noticed that she had toned up even more since she’s been at the club but she still maintained her curves. She was breathtaking.
Being a good little listener, she pulled the straps off her shoulders and pulled the skin-tight suit off her body, revealing her plentiful breasts, bare pussy and toned stomach. Yup, she was about to be fucked…hard.
“You please me, little one.”
“That’s all I want to do,” she confessed while looking up at me through her lashes.
Fuck, I never kissed the girls, ever, but with Goldie, it was different. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her, even if I wanted to.
I pressed her up against the counter, pulled her chin up to mine and pressed my lips against hers as my hand went to the back of her neck and brought her closer to me. I was trying to avoid the attack of the glitter but as her tongue pressed against mine, I didn’t give a fuck anymore.
Not getting too deep into our kiss, I pulled away and walked over to her glass encased shower as she was left breathing heavily and pressing her fingers to her lips, like I just branded them. If I needed to bite down on her lips to brand them as mine, I would. I didn’t want anyone else touching those delectable lips.
I turned on her shower, set the nozzles to a warm setting, turned on the multiple jets and opened the door for her to get in. She followed my instructions and slipped into the shower. Steam started to incase her as the water slid down each valley and crest of her gorgeous frame. Her hair hung down past her shoulders and her nipples were hard while she looked me up and down for further instruction.
I might have to change my original plan.
“Are you joining me?” she asked.
“No. I want you to wash that glitter off your body.”
Her face fell as she realized I wasn’t joining her, sending a surge of satisfaction through my veins, knowing that all she wanted was me. It was intoxicating to know that such a beautiful woman would want me.
Watching her fill her loofa up with soap and wash down her body, I thought about how nice it was to have someone actually want me, to look forward to seeing me, to practically begging me to take them. It was a drastic change from the days that I was with Natasha, my ex-fiancée who just so happened to run into the arms of my least favorite person, Rex Titan.
With her back to me, she tilted her head to the side, making her hair fall over one shoulder as she ran the loofa over her other shoulder. Her head turned slightly, catching a glimpse of her face, her long eyelashes fanned which only enticed me more.
Seductress.
“The longer you take washing that fuckable body of yours, the longer you’re going to have to wait to feel me inside you.”
Her eyes shot open and then the slow seductive movements of her loofa turned into rapid scrubbing as she moved up and down her limbs and rinsed like a banshee on fire. Her antics will never get old.
While she continued to scrub, I took my shirt and pants off, dropping them to the side and opened the shower door. The cold air that entered with me had Goldie turning around abruptly and eyeing my naked torso. I still had on my briefs because, frankly, I wanted her to pull them down with her teeth.
There was a little shelf in the shower that I sat down on and spread my legs as I leaned against the cool glass of the shower wall.
“Are you clean?” I asked as I looked her up and down.
“I believe so,” she said as her breath hitched from the obvious erection poking through my briefs.
“Let me see.” I held out my hand to her which she took after she hung her loofa up.
I pulled her in close so her stomach was only inches from my mouth. I ran my hands up her sides as her head flew back from the slight graze of my thumb over her nipples. Her breasts were plump and heavy for my hold which I enjoyed. Her nipples were small and pink, just like I preferred. I worked my way back down to her hips and turned her around so I had an up-close-and-personal view of her delectable ass. My hands caressed her backside and ran up her back, pushing on her lower back so she had to bend forward. She easily followed my direction as she bent forward without shame and truly gave herself to me.
Without hesitation, I moved her closer to me and dipped my head into her center to taste her sweet pussy, the one thing I was craving while I was on business.
The moment my tongue hit her sweetness, a moan escaped her mouth as she thrust her hips back making me move faster. I steadied her and then smacked her ass. Her head sprang up so fast I was afraid she was going to get whiplash.
“Ouch,” she said innocently. I knew I didn’t hurt her, I just startled her.
“Did that really hurt?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“No,” she said while rubbing her butt cheek.
“What’s your safe word, Lo?”
“Alligator.”
“Good, now, if you’re not hurt you have two seconds to bend back over and get in position so I can suck on that little clit of yours.”
Catching a smile cross her face as she bent over, I shook my head from her defiance. I was never this lenient, ever, but with Goldie, it was different. I liked her defiance, I liked the challenge, I liked giving her empty sexual threats that only made her smile.
After she got back into position, I didn’t take my time, I licked her fully as I sucked in her little pink clit, eliciting a violent moan from her. I knew the position she was in, with her head down and her hands resting on her ankles with her ass in the air was rather raw and exposed but I devoured it. I devoured her as I continued to suck on her, making her call out my name. I felt her tense up and right before she fell over, I pulled away. She wasn’t going to come on my mouth tonight. I wanted her coming all over my dick.
She cried out as she realized I wasn’t finishing her off but I quickly turned her around and looked her in her lust-filled eyes.
“Pull off my briefs.” Her hands went to my waistline but I stopped her and said, “With your teeth.”
Flames burned in her eyes as realization set in of my command. She knelt before me and ran her hands up my legs, playing her own little game. A long, slow hiss escaped between my teeth as her head bent before me and grabbed a hold of my waistband. Fuck, I was so hard. I was only torturing myself by prolonging the inevitable but I enjoyed watching Goldie struggle with her control as I made her practice patience.
Her nose rubbed up against my stomach as her teeth firmly grabbed a hold of my waistband. I lifted off the bench to help her as she pulled my briefs down. She stopped as my briefs hovered just above my knees and I watched her stic
k out her little pink tongue and lick the head of my cock.
My cock twitched in excitement, betraying me. I was about to reprimand her when her teeth pulled down the rest of my briefs and tossed them to the side to soak up the shower water.
“Stand up,” I demanded and she did as she was told. “That little lick is going to cost you. You can watch me have my own orgasm now.” I started to move my hand over my erection as her face fell in disappointment. My heart ripped as her eyes turned from lustful to downright sad. It killed me but she needed to learn a lesson on listening to me.
“Touch your breasts, Lo. Make those perfect little nipples of yours hard. I want you to pull on them.”
Her face fell flat as she started pulling on her nipples. I watched as her little buds started to pucker making my erection grow even harder as I continued to pump myself. It was so erotic watching her touch herself but she was lacking in the intimacy I normally demanded from her.
I looked her in the eyes and said, “Little one, come here.” I held out my hand and she took it. I pulled her down on my lap so she was straddling me and her pussy pressed right up against my erection. Her chest heaved from the contact as she put her arms on my shoulders. I gripped her hips and made her look me in the eyes.
“I don’t like seeing that dejected look on your face.”
“I’ve missed you, Jett, I just want to please you.”
“You please me, little one. More than you ever know. You just need to learn how to be a good submissive. I have put up with your defiance for a while, you need to learn now. When I tell you to do something, you do it and don’t stray.”
“Did you not enjoy me licking you?”
“That’s not the point. I like control, I like being able to tell you what to do and I want complete submission from you. That is what you signed up for when you came here.”
“I’m sorry,” she said as she lowered her head.
Fuck. She was breaking my heart. Where was my fun-loving Goldie?
Lifting her chin to look at me I said, “Do you want this session to end?”
“No!” she said quickly as she scooted closer on my lap, brushing her still wet pussy against my cock. Damn tease.
“Then stop feeling sorry for yourself. You might be a Jett Girl but you’re still in training. You still have a lot to learn.”
She nodded her head and said, “What can I do to make this up to you?”
“Turn around on my lap and put me inside you,” I breathed into her ear as I leaned forward.
With determination, she stood up, grabbed my cock as she hovered over my legs and lowered herself as she slowly inserted me into her heat. Fuck, she was tight and wet and fucking perfect.
“Lean against my chest,” I talked into her ear. “And place your head on my shoulder.” She did as told and I looked over her body, taking in her beautiful curves.
Running my hands up her body, I grabbed her breasts and said, “Move your hips up and down and tell me how close you are right before you come. I want you to get to the edge but don’t you dare have an orgasm without my permission. Do you understand?”
She nodded her head and started moving her hips up and down, using my chest as leverage. My hands wandered her body slowly, one hand focusing on her breasts and the other moving dangerously low to tease her. Once my hand hit her mound, she released a deep moan from the depth of her stomach. It was feral, erotic and everything I could hope for.
The way she moved up and down on me and pressed against my chest had my balls starting to beg for release. It was only three days since I last consumed her but those three days were torture knowing Goldie was sitting at home waiting for me.
“Mmm, God, I missed you,” she confessed as she gripped my thighs and started moving faster.
I nipped at her earlobe and brushed my scruff against her sensitive skin. “I missed you,” I admitted in the heat of the moment as I felt myself climb to the edge of falling over. I couldn’t feel my legs as she continued to pump up and down. I was going to fucking come before her and I couldn’t have that, so I ran my hand down her stomach and put pressure on her clit. Her mouth flew open wide as a silent cry escaped her.
“I’m going to come,” she announced breathlessly. “Please let me come.”
I bit her earlobe and said, “Come for me.”
I wanted to edge her out but after not seeing her, being with her for three days, I needed this just as much as she did.
Her cries echoed in the glass shower as she pumped me like a machine. In a matter of seconds, my eyes were shut tight, letting no light in, as my dick was squeezed by her inner walls and I lost everything in me. My heart pounded as I tried to regain feeling back into my legs from the explosive release I just had.
Spent, I lifted Goldie off me, cleaned us both up and then turned off the water. We both dried off and I wrapped a terry cloth robe around her, tying a knot at her waist. She looked up at me with such adoration that I knew I was getting lost in her, easily.
I pressed my hand against her face and cupped her cheek. “Thank you, little one, for trying for me. I know sometimes my style is against your nature, but I appreciate you trying.”
“Anything for you, Jett.”
I gripped her chin and placed a very gentle kiss on her lips before pulling away.
“Sweet dreams, little one. Get some sleep.”
Every time I left her to herself, I saw the pain that crossed her face but that was a pain that I would ignore because even though Goldie was etching a hole in my black heart, I still had my boundaries and sleeping in the same bed was a boundary I wouldn’t be crossing. There was a reason why no one but me had seen my bedroom because there is a line in my life that no one is allowed to cross, not even a sassy, foul-mouthed, honey-haired girl, no matter how much she plagued my mind.
Chapter Three
“Pour Some Sugar on Me”
Lo
“Someone seems to be in a good mood,” Babs said as she ran next to me on the treadmill.
Lately, I’ve been killing it on the workouts and it was oh, so gratifying when the strong and powerful Kace couldn’t take me down with his burpees and push-ups. I held right up there with the other girls. Yes, when I got back to my room I soaked in my tub for hours, trying to heal my sore muscles but still, I stuck it to him.
“Jett came home last night,” I said, keeping our conversation simple. I still felt a little awkward that the other girls were never called up to the Bourbon Room. Don’t get me wrong, I was ecstatic about it but I always felt awkward talking about my…involvement with Jett. It wasn’t a relationship, it was just an involvement.
“Ahh, I see. That’s why you have some steam to burn off. You’re no longer moping around the club because you got some man last night.”
“I wasn’t moping,” I replied, trying to hold on to a shred of dignity.
Babs saw right through me as she said, “Okay, Lo. Nice try. I know you better than that.”
I smiled and continued to run my warm-up as the other girls trickled in for our daily workout. We all knew the drill. We did ten minutes on the treadmill and then did whatever kind of plyometric crap Kace planned for us, then ended with either some weights or a little bit of yoga. It was a good hour and a half to two hours that we spent in the gym almost every day. I wanted to complain but when I looked in the mirror and saw how toned I was, I had to admit, well-fucking done, Kace, well-fucking done.
Once we wrapped up our warm-ups, we noticed that the man with the whip hadn’t shown up yet which was very strange, he was usually in the gym before any of us.
“Where’s Kace?” Tootse asked, confused as she wiped the sweat off her brow.
“No clue,” Francy replied as she put a stray hair behind Tootse’s ear. They were adorable together and sometimes had me wondering if at some point I should take a tour down Tuna Town because it seemed like they had it going on. I was jealous of their relationship, of seeing how affectionate they could be without a worry or care.
Pepper looked at her watch and said, “Well, he’s not here so that means our workout must be canceled. I have some massive school work I have to get done by tonight because I’ve been procrastinating and dreaming up new choreography so I’m going to peace out girls.” She slapped our asses and took off.
“I have some colors to review for my makeup line so I’m going to take off too,” Babs replied as she winked and ran out the hallway and up the stairs.
And then there were three.
Tootse and Francy smiled at each other and Francy pulled Tootse into her arms and asked, “Shower?”
A devilish smile spread across her face as she nodded. They entwined their fingers, gave my cheek a little pat and then walked up the stairs together.
“Must be nice,” I muttered as I lightly kicked one of the exercise balls in the room.
I had a lot of decisions to make when it came to my school work but I wasn’t in the mood to do that and I was only allowed on the third floor when Jett invited me so offering to take a shower with him would be looked down upon, so that left me with one other option that was probably the worst choice but I apparently love walking on the wild side, so I headed to Kace’s room.
I knew where his room was located but never actually been there. I was eager to see where he lived, what his room looked like, maybe catch a glimpse of the mysterious man.
Located in the back hallway, on the first floor, where there were no lights and was a little frightening, was Kace’s room. The hallway wasn’t in the best of shape like the ones upstairs and his door looked like it was made of the cheapest wood available. Talk about a servant’s wing, this was it for sure.
A pang of hurt soured through me as I thought about Kace living alone back here. It seemed so dreary, so sad that I kind of wanted to tell him he could move into my room if he wanted. There was plenty of room for him to do so. I laughed to myself as I thought of Jett’s reaction to Kace and I becoming roomies, it wouldn’t go over well that’s for sure.
The image of braiding each other’s hair and staying up late, eating popcorn…