His Secret Baby: A BDSM Revenge Wedding Romance

by Ashlee Price

  “Yeah, that’s the one.”

  “Well, do whatever Sasha does. She has those men on a string for her.”

  “Yeah, I can see that.”

  We watched Sasha give the man a kiss and then smile as she turned to walk away. He pulled her back to him and kissed her again, bending her backwards in his arms. It was a kiss that made us both sigh and wish that we had whatever voodoo magic Sasha did. I wished I could get Scott to fall for me like this man was obviously falling for her. What more could I want than Scott?

  ***

  “Where is your mind at, Mariah?”

  “Sorry, sir.’

  He sighed and moved closer to me. I was panting from his touches, but I couldn’t get off all of the way. He was being too easy on me, focusing more on rubbing and being seductive than being the master I knew him as.

  “I haven’t seen you in over a week, and I need you to pay attention. I need you here with me, Mariah.”

  “I’m trying, really I am.”

  “You need to tell me what’s going on. Do you not want to see me anymore?”

  “Why would you think that?”

  “Because I try to book you and you’re always busy. I don’t think that it’s a coincidence. I think you’re avoiding me.”

  “I don’t know what you mean, sir.”

  “Stop the ‘sir’ shit. Call me by my name.”

  It was another order. I could tell that he was upset. It wasn’t like Scott to really show any emotions, and I was bothered by it when he did. I knew that I hadn’t done anything wrong, but it didn’t feel that way. It felt like I’d done something to make him angry, even though it was just my wandering mind causing problems again.

  “Well, Scott, there’s just a lot on my mind, that’s all. I don’t know why you haven’t been able to book. I’ve been working every day for over two weeks. I need a break, but…” I stopped myself, knowing then that I was being listened to and watched. “Never mind. I’ve missed you, Scott, and I’m glad you’re finally here to see me again. What can I do to make you happy?”

  It wasn’t the way I usually acted, not quite like that, but I didn’t want Elie to know that I was saying anything about my schedule with the clients. I was sure that it was frowned upon, even though I didn’t know why I should care. What was the worst he could do? He could fire me and I would have to find another job, but there was so much more that I was worried about. Elie wasn’t anything to worry about, but I didn’t want to make him angry before I was ready to decide what I was doing next.

  “You’re not even with me, Mariah. Why don’t we take a shower and you can lather me up? I think that’s about all you’re going to be worth tonight.”

  His words were harsh and a little hurtful, but I wondered and hoped that it was because he wanted to have a real conversation in there. It was not working the way things were going, and I had to wonder what he wanted.

  “Are you going to get naked?”

  “I put on these pretty clothes for you and you just want to take them off of me?”

  He nodded his head and told me that was exactly what he wanted me to do. His dark brown eyes were roaming over my body, and I couldn’t help but shiver. Maybe he just wanted another shower, because he didn’t really move to take off his own clothes. Scott did turn the water on and put his hand underneath to make sure that it was warm enough.

  “Is this good?”

  It sounded like he was talking about the water, but I was thinking that maybe he was talking about the sound being recorded.

  “No, I think it’s better in here.”

  I got into the shower and watched his eyes follow me. For a moment I think he forgot what he was doing. He tried to get into the shower with all of his clothes on.

  “Scott, you need to take your clothes off too. It will work better that way.”

  He looked down and then grinned at me like he was just realizing that he was still in his suit. The sleeve of one of the arms had gotten wet, and I had to wonder if he’d even felt it. He didn’t act like he had.

  “Look who’s being bossy today.”

  “I’m just trying to stop you from having to travel home cold.”

  “I wouldn’t care if I was cold, as long as you were there with me.”

  I wanted to think that he meant that, that he wanted me for more than just an hour or two a few times a month. I wanted him to want me full time. There was always the dream in the back of my mind about Scott taking me away from all of this. I needed him in my life more than I needed the money that I was making. I was getting tired of new clients and strangers. I wanted someone who cared about me to touch me. Was that really so hard to get?

  “Would you like me to lather your back or your front first?”

  He looked at me and grinned. “You can lather my front first, Mariah. I brought you in here because I want to know what’s going on. You sounded like you were going to tell me earlier, but then you stopped. Is it because he’s listening to us?”

  I nodded my head as I got the washcloth full of soap. I moved it back and forth in my hands, suddenly so worried about it because it was easier than trying to meet his gaze.

  “I know he’s listening. And Elie has been acting strange lately. He told me that if I turned anyone down, or didn’t come in on my day off, I was going to be fired. He blamed it on being short staffed, but I don’t know. It’s just different now. I would never tell him that I didn’t want to see you. You’re the one I look forward to seeing, Scott, the only one I look forward to seeing out of everyone.”

  His jaw tightened, but I wasn’t sure if it was my words that made him look at me that way or if it was something else. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I have to see you more than this. I need more than this.”

  Scott was so hard that I paid far more attention to his member than was proper while we were having a serious conversation. It just felt too good in my hands not to play with. He was certainly ready, and a part of me was too. I wanted him to stay, and if I gave him what he wanted there was a chance that he would stay.

  “Does this feel good?”

  He shook his head and rubbed his hands on my breasts. It felt like it had been a long time since anyone had touched me without barking an order first. Scott didn’t want anything, wasn’t commanding me to do anything a certain way, he was kissing me and touching me in all of the ways that he knew I liked.

  What was missing was pain. I yearned for the hard hand that he would give to make me come. I liked the control that he had over my body, but Scott didn’t have much control over himself at the moment.

  And then everything changed and he turned me around to push me up against the shower wall. “Now it’s my turn to soap you up, Mariah. I love the way your skin feels when it’s all slippery.”

  His words were paired with slippery hands rubbing on my back and quickly getting sidetracked grabbing a handful of tit from behind. I felt the hardness slip through my legs and I saw the head of his thickness pushing through to the other side. The rubbing was delicious-feeling and I was whimpering with the friction. Again, I wanted to finally know what it would be like to feel him inside of me.

  “I want you so bad, Mariah.”

  “You have me, Scott. I’m yours.”

  “If you were mine, I would be balls deep inside of you right now.”

  I shivered with his comment and the hot breath on my neck. I had no doubt that he meant that. He seemed to really need to do what I didn’t want done. He wanted far more than I’d imagined, and I worried that maybe he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Maybe I wouldn’t say no. I sure didn’t feel like saying it right now.

  Chapter 13 – Scott

  I’d been warned that Mariah was not open to anything that had to do with penetration. There had been another conversation that I’d had with Elie about her, and it was made clear to me then that even if she decided to say yes, her virginity needed to be intact. The very idea of it made me hurt. Rubbing against the heat that was driving me mad was nothi
ng that I could slip away from. How easy would it be to just thrust upwards, just a little bit more, and secure what I needed from her?

  “I wish I could, Scott. I just…can’t.”

  It was the first time that Mariah had told me no, really told me no, and I didn’t like it one bit. My hands went to either side of her on the tiled wall, and I could feel the chill on my palms. I knew that it was cold against her breasts, but she didn’t complain. I moved her away from the wall and squeezed her nipples hard. Her body jerked, and for a second I had to stop pushing between her legs because I felt my cockhead at her barrier. Mariah made a hissing sound and I pulled away.

  “Sorry, Mariah. It was just too slippery.”

  She looked behind her at my cock like it was a weapon. I wanted to use it as a weapon, but I knew I couldn’t. That I shouldn’t. “I’m sorry, Mariah.”

  Her eyes met mine. “It’s okay. Just took me by surprise, is all.”

  “I want to be inside of you so badly.”

  I was moving in between her legs again, and instead of twisting on her nipples, I started to smack myself on her core. She jerked and jumped again, but I knew it was coming and I was able to stop it from going in again.

  Not used to not getting what I wanted, I smacked harder than I intended to. I wanted her to feel me, to know that I was there.

  “Come for me, Mariah, or I’m going to slam this cock so far into your…”

  Her breath hitched in her throat and she cried out as a gush of her fluid shot out of her. Her body was racked with tremors as I continued to smack on her clit and slide my cock along her slit. Each movement was another chance to push in further, but I held back. I wanted to, but I just couldn’t, not until she begged for it.

  The longer I played with her, the more hysterical Mariah got. It got really loud. She was egging me, but she was also begging me to stop. She claimed that she couldn’t take anymore, and I didn’t think that I could either. I had to have her. I was going to explode if I didn’t have her soon.

  Just then, the door burst open and one of the brutes who were always waiting in the front came into the bathroom and called to Mariah. I think that they thought something was wrong because of the noises that she was making.

  Mariah covered herself up and cried out. “What the hell are you doing in here, Bruno?”

  “We, uh, we thought something was wrong.”

  “Why?”

  Her voice was clipped. She was not happy at all, and I didn’t blame her. My happiness level was plummeting by the moment. I paid good money to be alone with Mariah and I didn’t expect to be interrupted during my time.

  “Are you not used to all kinds of noises coming out of these rooms? Have you forgotten where you work?” The anger was seeping out of me at an alarming rate.

  “Sorry, sir, but with Mariah…” He didn’t finish his sentence, but I had a feeling that it was going to be along the lines of how special she was. She was special to me, but it was Elie who’d sent them in. Had he heard what I was saying, or what we were talking about? Had the damn owner actually cock blocked me? It sure as hell felt like it, and I knew that I was going to have to go see him. This was unacceptable. I’d thought that I had a better relationship with Elie than this, but maybe I was wrong. I seemed to be wrong a lot lately.

  “Well, there’s nothing going on here that she doesn’t want. You two can leave now.”

  The large man looked to Mariah to confirm it. Although it was exasperating to be treated like that, in a way I couldn’t blame them. Mariah was their prized girl right now, and Elie was just trying to look out for that. I would do the same thing if I was in his shoes. But I was one to get my way. It was just that simple, but I wasn’t seeing the whole picture. I couldn’t when my mind was on her so much.

  It took the men a minute or two to leave. We were both left looking at each other. Mariah had a troubled expression, and I had a feeling that she was thinking about them watching us. I hadn’t known the extent of it, and I didn’t like the blackmail that could occur, but it wasn’t going to stop me from coming here to see her.

  “Do you think that they knew?”

  “Knew what?”

  “That I was trying to get more?” By ‘they’ I meant Elie. Was he listening to us even in here?

  “I don’t know. That was weird, though.”

  “Maybe we’re not safe in here either.”

  “Maybe not.”

  She didn’t really meet my gaze, and I pulled her to me. “This changes nothing, Mariah. I want more of you and I’m going to get it.”

  “I always want to see you, Scott, but things aren’t as simple as they appear. This place isn’t as simple as it appears.”

  “I’m starting to get that. Have dinner with me, a drink, something out of here where we can talk.”

  “All you want to do is talk?”

  I growled at her for being cheeky, but waited for her to give me her number. “Here’s my cell phone number.”

  “Answer when I call you, Mariah.”

  “Okay. When are you going to call?”

  “When do you get off?”

  “Now. You’re the only client for today.”

  “Good.” I still hated the idea of her letting anyone else but me touch her. The very thought of it made me want to break anyone’s face that dared. It wasn’t a good feeling to have in this situation. It was a situation that I couldn’t control like I was used to, and I was starting to get sick of not being in charge.

  “I’ll call you in a little while, Mariah. I’ve got something to take care of first.”

  “Okay, Scott.”

  She was slipping from ‘sir’ to my name, and I still liked to hear that name off her lips far more than my God-given name.

  ***

  I left the Fetish Club. Although I was going to stop and talk to Elie, I was late for something else. I was also unfulfilled, something that I hadn’t felt with Mariah before. I knew it wasn’t because of her that I was feeling this way. It was because of Elie having his men barge in on us like that. While Mariah wasn’t sure how to see it, I took it as a warning that I was pushing into territory that I shouldn’t and Elie wanted me to back off.

  My mind was on Mariah too much. It seemed like she was all I thought about. Plus I’d almost lost my control in the shower. If she had whimpered one word that sounded even close to yes, I would have slid inside of her like I wanted to. Elie be damned, I wouldn’t care. It was only Mariah’s refusal that stopped me, and I just needed a little more time to work on that. It wouldn’t be long before she was right where I wanted her. I just had to get her away from Elie.

  After running a few errands and picking up a few things for Mariah, I called the number that she’d given me. There was no answer. It only rang once before it went to voice mail. Irritated, I thought about going back to the club, but I didn’t want to come face to face with Elie right now. I didn’t think that I had the best intentions at the moment.

  Calling again a few minutes later, I was stunned to find that the phone was now out of service. How had they canceled the phone so quickly? And why would she? Was everything she said to me a lie to get more money? It didn’t feel like it, but it also didn’t feel right. Why would she have given me the number and then canceled the phone? If she really didn’t want to talk, she could have given me a fake one.

  Chapter 14 – Elie

  “What are you doing, spying on me?”

  “You know damn well that I am. It’s a good thing, too, because you were about to give it up to Scott. What were you thinking? You’re worth so much because you’re untouched. Don’t ruin it with a few moments with him.”

  She refused to admit how close she’d come, but I knew better. I’d had cameras and microphones installed in the showers after the last time the two of them were together. How right I’d been to do so!

  “It’s my body, and it’s my right to give it away to whoever I want to. You get your percentage, far more than you charge everyone else, so why does it ma
tter?”

  She wasn’t supposed to know that, but Mariah was apparently a bit smarter than I’d given her credit for. When I realized that she was pulling Scott into the bathroom to get away from the cameras, I should have taken precautions. I was holding on to her by a thread. I knew that.

  “That was your choice in the beginning because you didn’t want a high flat rate.”

  “And ever since then you’ve booked me till I haven’t had a day off in almost a month. You’re being too controlling. You’re not my boyfriend, you’re my boss.”

  Mariah was working herself up. Her face was bright pink, and so help me she was beautiful that way. It was hard to be mean to her or be mad at her when she was looking the way she was. She was stunning, and I couldn’t help myself anymore.

  “This is how it is, Mariah. You knew what the rules were when you started, and that means that you have to hold to the guidelines that you set out in the beginning.”

  “You also said that what I did would change. Maybe it’s time for that to change.”

  I hadn’t been expecting that answer, and I had to know if she knew what she was talking about.

  “If you’re talking about getting rid of your virginity, we’ll figure out a way to monetize that fully. You’ll get a good payday from that, but you should be more choosy about whom you want to give it to. It’s a great gift that there’s only one of, and once it’s gone, it’s gone.”

  I wanted her to give it to me, but I had a feeling that it was Scott that she thought of when she thought of change. It didn’t matter that I’d let them barely see each other. Nothing had changed. I’d tried to give Scott another girl, but he wouldn’t even hear of it. Even when I offered up a new girl, a bit younger than Mariah, he hadn’t taken the bait. He always tried the new girls, but now he only had eyes for Mariah. Not that I could blame him; I only had eyes for her as well.

  “I know, but it’s my gift to give and I don’t want someone like you trying to tell me what I can and can’t do. Sending those guys in, Bruno in, was ridiculous.”