Teased: The VIP Room, #1

by Begley, Jamie

  Fear flooded Briggs’s face as Colton slammed the door back against the wall.

  “Colton, I told you I had to work tonight.” Vida gave a fake squeak of fear as Colton placed his hands around her waist and lifted her off Briggs.

  Viciously, Vida made sure that her thick, high-heeled stripper shoe snapped up and kicked Briggs in the balls as hard as she could manage. His scream of pain could be heard, Vida was sure, downstairs. That thought gave her some satisfaction.

  “You fucking bitch!” Briggs held himself, crying like a baby.

  “Watch your mouth,” Colton growled.

  “What’s going on in here?” Henry’s amused voice had everyone looking at the huge man.

  “The fucking…” Colton’s furious gaze had Briggs changing his mind about his choice of words. “Vida kicked me in the balls.”

  “It was an accident, Henry. Colton pulled me off of him. I didn’t mean to. I wouldn’t hurt you deliberately; you’re one of my favorites.” She batted her false eyelashes at him.

  “I’m sure King will refund your money, Briggs. We do want our customers completely satisfied. Ashley will give you a dance on the house also. Does that sound reasonable, Briggs?”

  Mollified, Briggs sat back, rubbing his abused crotch.

  “Let’s go, Vida and Colton. Vida, King will have to let you go because of this second complaint from a customer. We can’t have them hurt because a dancer’s boyfriend becomes jealous.” Briggs’s head swelled even further at the thought that Colton could possibly be jealous of him.

  As Vida and Colton left the room, she gave a sigh of relief when she heard the door close behind them. Colton’s arm came around her shoulders.

  “Did you get what you needed?” Colton asked.

  “I think so. Colton, they’re really sick and have to be stopped.” Vida told him with resolution.

  “I know, baby. That was the only reason I could let you back on that stage again, much less let that motherfucker touch you.”

  “You better get out of here,” Henry said, motioning for Ashley, who slid past them with a bottle of King’s best whiskey in her hand.

  Vida felt sorry for the pretty blond who would have to let Briggs touch her so that he would forget the fountain of information he had provided them with.

  Interpreting her look, Colton sought to reassure her. “By the time he’s a fourth of the way through that bottle, he won’t remember his own name, and she can leave.”

  Vida nodded.

  Colton and Vida went to the dressing room to retrieve her bag. She didn’t want to take the time to change, needing to go home and get further away from the pollution still upstairs. Understanding, Sherri let her borrow a long raincoat, which she used in her act sometimes, that covered her completely. Vida put it on and, giving Sherri a quick hug of thanks, left to find Colton waiting outside the door.

  Colton waved to King as they left, who returned it with a grim nod as he talked on the phone. Vida could tell from his expression he was giving the other person on the line hell. By morning, Vida was sure every bug in his club would disappear.

  “Should I call Seth?” she questioned Colton.

  “That’s who King is talking to. I gave him the number you gave me,” Colton informed her.

  A large man rose from a table they were passing close to the stage. Vida’s stomach plunged when she recognized the man from the farmers’ market that Colton had fought. Glancing quickly at the table, she became even more upset when she recognized the two others among the nine men seated.

  “Well, looks like we found Trouble after all, boys.” He snickered. “Charlie recognized you when you were on the stage,” he said, giving her an insolent look. “You being with her, now that’s just icing on the cake.”

  “Move.” Colton took Vida’s arm, moving her to his side, further away from the group of men.

  “Make me, asshole. I don’t think you’ll be able to take us all on. When we’re done with you, we’re going to show that slut how a real man fucks.” He laughed with the others following his lead. They started whistling and name calling Vida.

  Vida wanted to get out of the club before a fight broke out. She looked around the room for Henry before she realized he must still be upstairs keeping an eye on Briggs.

  “Need any help, Colton?” a cold voice had her turning sideways to see Ice, Max and several of the other Predators getting up from their chairs at the front of the stage. She noticed the one with the scar stood before casually striding out the front door.

  “I got it covered, Ice. These fuckwads couldn’t fight their way out of a whore’s pussy.”

  “Dave, you gonna take that shit?” A loudmouth sitting at the back of the group hadn’t noticed the arrival of the Predators.

  “No, I don’t think I am.” Dave seemed bolstered from Colton’s friends’ presence, which just proved how stupid he was. “I’m going to kick your ass.”

  Colton took a step toward Dave and Vida pulled him back.

  “Colton, remember you’re on parole. If you get caught, you could get your parole revoked. He’s not worth it. Let’s go home,” she pleaded. The thought of him getting thrown back in prison, this time because of her, wasn’t something she would be able to handle. “Please, Colton, ignore him.”

  “Shut-up, and take your tits and ass over there.” Dave pointed to the stage where Sherri stood frozen in place, ignoring her music. “Me and my friends will take care of you when we finish.”

  Max moved closer. “Fuck this shit. I’m not on parole.” His fist struck out, sending Dave hurtling onto the table. Bottles of beer went flying as the men stood up, each becoming ready to fight.

  “Gentleman, I want you to leave.” King’s sudden appearance with several of his bouncers as the fight started to get out of control had the men pausing briefly.

  Dave and his friends came to their senses when faced by even more opposition.

  “We’re leaving,” he grumbled as they began to head to the door followed by the bouncers.

  “Thanks, King,” Vida said, relieved.

  “No thanks needed, Vida. I wasn’t going to have to pay for the damages to my club. Those fuckers don’t look like they could afford one of my chairs.”

  Vida had to agree. “Can we go now?” she asked Colton.

  “Go out back. I’ll send Henry to give you a ride in my car,” King ordered.

  “Why not take his bike?”

  “Because I think the police will be called any minute.” Vida didn’t understand what King meant until she realized the Predators had also gone outside. The bouncer’s hadn’t returned, either.

  “Oh.”

  “Let’s go,” Colton said with a satisfied smile.

  Henry was waiting for them at the back door. He had come down the back stairway. As he saw their approach, he opened the back door, looking outside before holding the door open for them.

  Colton and Vida slid into the back seat as Henry started the car, pulling out of the alley onto the main road. Henry turned the car towards the direction of Colton’s apartment.

  When they passed the front of the King’s club, Henry slowed the car as they stared at the huge fight in the parking lot. Ice and Max were beating on Dave. Vida almost felt sorry for him until she remembered he could have led to Colton being back in prison.

  Vida’s eyes glanced off one fighting pair before they went back in shock. The biker with the scar who had left the club had the heckler down on the ground. Vida turned, burying her head in Colton’s shoulder at the viciousness of his attack on the man.

  Thank God, King had stopped them from going outside. There was no way the cops wouldn’t be locking up several of the men fighting while sending others to the local hospital.

  During the ride back to the apartment Vida’s thoughts returned to those poor women who didn’t have their freedom. They had no choice in who took their bodies, captive and broken, and bent them to someone else’s will.

  Vida rolled down her window so the wind coul
d hit her face, missing Colton’s motorcycle. She leaned closer to Colton, needing his strength as she reminded herself Sawyer was still one of those women.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Vida felt Colton’s eyes searching her face as they got out of the car. His arm went around her shoulders while they walked up the stairs side by side. When she turned back towards the car, Henry waved as he drove silently out of the parking lot.

  After closing the door behind them, Colton went to the kitchen.

  “Sit down. I’m going to fix you a drink.” Vida kept on the coat as she sat on the couch and buried her face in her hands.

  “Here” Colton handed her a glass with whiskey and ice. Vida made a face at the strong taste. “Drink it; it’ll help you sleep.” Vida sipped her drink as Colton sat down next to her.

  “That was the worst thing I’ve ever had to do in my life.” Vida shuddered. “He was telling me how and where they put those women, and I just wanted to vomit, but I had to pretend I wanted him.”

  “Vida, maybe now they can shut down the bastards and put them away,” he said grimly.

  “God, Colton, I hope so. I keep thinking of Sawyer; how scared she must be, who has her, if he…”

  “Don’t think about it tonight, Vida. It’s bad enough without you thinking about it constantly.”

  Vida stared at her hands, realizing that she still had on her red gloves. Staring blankly, all she could see was Sawyers face staring back at her.

  “She’s so shy, Colton. Her mom was really overprotective because of Sawyer’s father getting killed so young. She was terrified something would happen to Sawyer. After the fire, she was even worse. She never let Sawyer have fun, or go places with her friends. When her mom died, Sawyer started going out more, but she was so shy. She just didn’t fit in. Gradually, she stopped trying to go out very much. That was why I was so happy that she was excited about going out with this new guy she’d met. We tell each other everything. She hadn’t had sex before. If they raped her…” Vida began crying.

  “Vida, please stop, baby.”

  Colton pulled her onto his lap until she was facing him. “Let’s get all this out of your mind for a few hours at least.”

  Unbuttoning the coat, he pulled it off. Vida sat facing him with her knees on the couch next to his hips. It was the same position that she had been in an hour ago with Briggs except now the feeling inside of her wasn’t disgust; it was a low hum of pleasure that was growing inside of her belly.

  “Colton, I need to go to bed. I’m tired.”

  “If you go to sleep now, you’ll be tossing and turning all night. Let’s neck awhile then you’ll sleep like a baby.”

  “I don’t like it when you call me, baby.” Vida stood up on her knees over him, preparing to go shower.

  Colton’s hands went to her hips, clenching them in a tight grip.

  “Why? When I touch you, I feel how fucking soft your skin is and it reminds me how I plan to take such good care of you.” The suggestive look on his face left little doubt in her mind exactly how he planned to take care of her.

  “Red is definitely your color, but I prefer that black scrap of material you had on the first time I saw you on stage. I could see your little pink nipples and that tiny piece of material over your pussy and all I could think about was how hard and fast I could fuck you before I came.”

  Vida started to tremble as his hand reached up and began unbuttoning her corset top. She reached out to grab his wrists, but she didn’t exert any strength to stop him from exposing her breasts. Colton leaned forward and took her nipple into his mouth, biting down gently until she leaned closer, giving in to his silent demand. His teeth released her and his tongue gently began to lave the hardened tip.

  She had clung to her virginity as a way to protect herself from getting hurt, yet Colton had her body and mind in turmoil. The problem was, she had fallen in love with a man that protected his wife enough to go to prison for her, who was loyal despite the ultimate betrayal. Colton would never be a Prince Charming, but he could be her knight in shining armor, if she took the leap.

  Vida’s head fell back and her body arched towards his. Colton’s hands fell to her stocking covered thighs, sliding upwards until they reached the naked flesh of her upper thighs, gliding to her mound covered by the tiny red panties.

  His fingers slid underneath, expertly finding the tiny bundle of hidden nerves. He stroked the delicate flesh until she thought she would scream. Still unsatisfied from the last time he had played with her, it didn’t take long before Vida was squirming on his lap.

  One long finger entered her tight sheath and she couldn’t help the slight wince of pain. Colton’s thumb rubbed harder against her clit, easing the finger out before moving it steadily back inside of her, creating a rhythmic stroking that had her leaning forward to kiss him, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Colton chuckled at her attempt of aggressiveness, letting her have her way with his mouth while he added another finger to the one steadily pumping inside of her.

  Vida felt her hips bucking against his fingers until he was steadily fucking their long length inside her.

  “Baby, you’re little pussy is going to have some trouble taking my cock at first, but I have to get myself under control first. If I fuck you now, I might hurt you.” Vida couldn’t make sense of his words. The fire burning her up from inside was demanding she move faster and faster, trying to get release.

  Colton lifted her off his lap, standing her on her feet. She wobbled a little, still wearing her plastic, high-heeled stripper shoes.

  Colton looked down, staring at her feet and tracing her body with his gaze as he rose. Seeing her wobble, he lifted her up into his arms and carried her into his bedroom.

  Vida heard the door snap closed, remembering how many times she’d heard that sound the last month when he had brought other women in to share his bed. She tried to jerk out of his arms, but Colton held her firm.

  Laying her gently on the end of the bed, he pulled her panties off, causing her to fall backwards. He went to his knees beside the bed, spreading her thighs until she was opened and his mouth landed on her pussy with his tongue thrusting deep within her. His piercing sliding across the tender flesh of her opening had Vida’s hips lurching off the bed, driving his tongue deeper within her.

  Restraint and reason had gone in a heartbeat. Vida couldn’t believe the passion rising from her, or the needy cries escaping her mouth.

  “Oh please, Colton. Harder, suck me harder,” Vida pleaded, writhing under his merciless teasing. Each time he felt her about to come he pulled away, not giving her the least touch to bring her over into ecstasy.

  Colton rose to his feet then, pulling off his black t-shirt and shoes before sitting on the side of the bed and removing his jeans. His hard cock rose from his lap, startling Vida with its large size.

  Colton buried his hand in Vida’s dark hair. “Come here.” He scooted back to lean against the headboard and Vida followed him, directed by the hand in her hair, beginning to feel apprehensive. She was sure she had passed the no-going-back stage, yet she was beginning to doubt she wanted to go any further.

  “We’ll stop whenever you want,” Colton assured her. Vida relaxed somehow, believing that he would stop whenever she wanted him to, she was, however, unsure if she really wanted to stop; that was a question her mind skirted. She felt a sense of power at the realization that she had big, bad Colton waiting for her to decide just how far she would let him go.

  Vida started to kick her shoes off.

  “Leave them on. I want to watch you suck my dick with those shoes on.” His hand in her hair directed her mouth to hover directly over his cock.

  Vida couldn’t believe how badly she wanted to taste him. She had never been tempted before, but the idea of him in her mouth had her pussy clenching in need.

  Her mouth opened and Colton surged between her parted lips. His legs opened wider as he pulled her head closer to his pelvis.

  Vida almost choked on
his length, and he immediately used her hair to pull her off him so that she could breath.

  Vida heard his panting breath. Feminine satisfaction giving her confidence when his body broke out in a sheen of sweat. Their mouths met in a kiss that showed her heightened lust. She used her tongue to search his mouth before teasing the sensuous curve of his bottom lip, gently licking his piercing. Colton stiffened, his body hardening, as he held his strength in check. The power Vida felt over him was driving her own passion higher.

  He gradually tugged her back down onto his hard cock. This time Vida wasn’t as apprehensive, getting used to the demanding hand at the back of her head. Her own hand reached out to squeeze his cock halfway down so that she wouldn’t take too much of him. Setting up a rhythm that had his hips pumping steadily, Vida loved the feeling of having him under her control.

  “I’m never going to forget how you looked the first time you took my cock, Vida. You’re so fucking unbelievably sexy with that outfit on; those shoes and your little mouth sucking on my cock like you can’t get enough. One night I’m going to video you sucking my dick then let you watch it while I fuck you.”

  Vida shook her head. Colton laughed. “You think I can’t keep something like that safe from other’s eyes? Baby, I would never let anyone see you like this, wanting me with your pink nipples and wet pussy. But it will make you so hot you’ll beg me to fuck you.”

  Vida didn’t doubt him; the way he was talking to her was having the same effect with merely his words placing the images in her mind. Vida felt him bucking harder against her mouth, his body stiffening and then he jerked away from her. Colton got up from the bed, leaving Vida gasping at his departure, wondering where he had gone. The water in the bathroom running answered her question. Vida lay still when Colton came back, pulling her from the bed before he pushed her down on the side of the bed, taking off one high heel then the other. Picking her up, he tossed her onto the middle of the bed, lying down beside her before he reached over and turned out the light.

  “Colton, I don’t understand.” Vida lay confused, her body still in need.