Bossman's List

by Ashlee Price

  Chapter 30 – Mariah

  This was different. Scott no longer wanted me tied up. When we got upstairs to his bedroom I was sure that he was going to fasten me to the bed. It was the way it always was when we were together at the club, but it was not how he wanted it this time. This time he wanted to make love to me, and although I was still a nervous wreck, I think I was more nervous about the fact that there were no chains and bondage paraphernalia between us than about the actual act that was going to come next. I’d never been with a man in such a way, and it was strange for it to be this way with Scott.

  “Why are you so worried, Mariah? Do you think I’m going to hurt you?”

  I shook my head. That was the last thing I was thinking. I knew that there was going to be a bit of pain involved. I wasn’t born yesterday and I certainly knew what this was going to entail, but talking about it seemed harder to deal with than the act itself.

  Bare to his greedy eyes, I looked up at him and smiled when he came onto the bed with me. I waited for him to climb on top of me, but instead of doing that, he moved to the bed beside me and went to his side. It was clear to me then that he wasn’t done messing around with me. That was good, because I wasn’t done with the play either. I wanted to prolong it, but at the same time I wanted to get it over with.

  “You’re so beautiful, Mariah. I never thought I would feel this way again.”

  I smiled at his words. He didn’t need to say them, of course, I was already naked and in his bed, but I was thankful for the gesture. Even though he’d paid for me to be his, I liked that he still wanted to make me smile. The compliment did just that, and I asked him in a small voice if there was anything that he needed or that I could do for him.

  “I want you to get on top of me, Mariah, and to kiss me.”

  It was a strange request considering that I’d never been on top of him before. It was a controlling position, and I was a little hesitant. I wasn’t sure if it was a test of some kind. All I knew was that I didn’t believe that was what he really wanted me to do. But when he asked again, his voice was gruff and I jumped a little at the sound.

  “Now, Mariah. You just asked what I wanted you to do. Do it now.”

  I shook a little, and the tone of his voice told me I had to move fast. I didn’t want to upset him, and he still expected more.

  “Yes, daddy. I just… I’ve never had you ask that before.” I wanted to talk about it, but he didn’t want to. I knew that he was thinking of something else, and I was too. That’s why I wanted to slow it down suddenly.

  “It’s okay, Mariah. Just come up here and give me a kiss.”

  I moved to get on top of him and he lay down on his back. Scott didn’t have any clothes on anymore, and his hardness was standing tall between us. It had been rigid for a long time and me being on top didn’t seem to soften it any. It was still rock hard, and it moved a little when he settled down on his back. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, and it took several moments for me to realize that I was staring.

  “Come on, Mariah. I can’t wait any longer.”

  I moved slowly, but I put one leg on one side of him and then settled down on his crotch with the other leg. I didn’t go far enough for my core to touch him, but I knew it was only a matter of time. He pulled me down to him for a kiss and I tensed up, sure that he was going to make himself go in. I was bracing for it, but it never came. All that came was a sweet, chaste kiss that belied what was about to happen.

  He sidetracked me with his lips and I didn’t even realize he was rubbing himself against me until I felt it at my entrance. “Do you want to do it, or do you want me to just do it fast, Mariah?”

  I wasn’t used to all of these choices. I didn’t like the idea of him just ripping into me. I still wasn’t sure if he was even going to fit or not. He barely fit in my mouth.

  When I didn’t answer, he made the decision for me and told me to sit up. He was lined up right against me, and I knew that as soon as I sat up, he was going to surge inside of me and it was all going to be over. The idea of it made me move about as slowly as I had when I was getting on top of him. I felt clumsy up there, and I was trying so hard to keep him from pushing into me. It hurt a little, and the more I sat up, the more pressure went to my core. Soon I was panting and starting to think that maybe I was right and it really wasn’t going to fit.

  “You have to put more pressure on me. Sit up all the way, Mariah.”

  I tried to do as he asked, but then I felt a ripping as part of him pushed through my barrier. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before and it took my breath away. It also stopped the resistance that I had, and I suddenly fell the rest of the way down on top of him. I let out a shriek that I couldn’t stop and closed my eyes to the stretching feeling inside of me.

  “I can’t.” It was the first time that I had told him no in any way, but instead of being mad he just pulled me down to him and kissed me hard on the lips. Our eyes met, and for a moment I didn’t feel anything. He moved a little inside of me, twitching deep, and pleasure began to outweigh the discomfort that I’d felt in the beginning. Then all of the pain was gone and I was just left with a feeling of fullness.

  I started to move my hips a little. Each time I did I felt a shiver of pleasure run through me. It felt so good to have him inside of me, but I knew that there was more. I knew that if I pushed him he would give me more, and that was all I could think about.

  His hands went to my hips, and instead of doing anything or instructing me, Scott showed me what it felt like to move on him. “How does that feel, my little girl?”

  “God, it feels so good, daddy. I never knew it could feel this good.”

  He chuckled at the hitch in my voice as he pushed in deep and took my breath away. It was too much, but at the same time I couldn’t move as fast as I wanted to. I wanted all of him in me, and I started to grind down on top of him. Every movement of my hips pushed my clit against the wiry, rough hair above his cock. It was an amazing feeling, this dual pleasure, and I started to move faster on top of him. It was like I couldn’t stop. I just couldn’t get enough of him no matter how hard I tried.

  Then it was there, all the desire and need that I’d built up, and my whole body was exploding. It drained me dry, my body convulsing and then collapsing on top of Scott. His dark eyes followed me until I closed them completely.

  “Get up, Mariah, and ride daddy’s cock.”

  I just couldn’t. It was just too much. Surely he could see that.

  When I didn’t move, he started to thrust up inside of me from below. It made me whimper loudly. It was too big, and the feel of him inside of me threw me over the edge again. Each movement made my hands clench the hair on his chest. Finally, when he realized that I wasn’t going to do what he wanted, Scott bear-hugged me to his chest and started to slam up from beneath.

  I cried out as another wave of pleasure washed over me and his favorite nickname became a chant on my lips. “Yes, daddy, please. I’m coming!”

  This was repeated over and over again. I was completely wiped out, but I didn’t have a choice. The man was like a machine, rutting into me nonstop for what felt like hours. Finally I gripped his rod with my insides, and only then did he start to slow down as his breathing got faster. “I’m going to come, baby girl. I’m going to fill you with my daddy cum. Are you ready?”

  He released me so that I could sit up, and that only made him go deeper. I nodded my head to answer him, but I wasn’t prepared for what was next. Scott grabbed me and flipped me onto my back. It didn’t feel like he left me for a second; his cock just kept slamming back into me. He jacked my legs up to his shoulders and moved faster, if that was even possible. I felt like he was going to push right through me, but just before I decided that I was going to be pounded forever, he surged deep one last time and I felt the heat of his seed hitting my insides. It was more than I could take, and I pushed against his chest, trying to get him to move out of me. There was just no more room.

  When
he did pull out, I felt the hot, sticky heat coming out of me slowly. Only when it had oozed its way out was I able to relax. Only then did I feel like I was finally done and depleted of all energy. I couldn’t have moved if I wanted to.

  I was only slightly aware of Scott pulling me into him. I was suddenly so tired that I went to sleep in his arms. It was just far too peaceful.

  ***

  The next morning was a little more awkward. Scott wanted me to stay and talk, but I knew that I had to get home. I was supposed to go with Sasha to see Elie. I knew that Elie was going to be mad at us for not showing up last night. I still didn’t know if I was going to be able to tell the truth and quit like I wanted to, but I was sure that Sasha had an idea of what to do. She always did.

  I drove home with a smile on my face but a bad feeling in my stomach. I tried to call the house to see if Kimmie was home and if Sasha wanted anything to drink. I stopped and got some coffee, trying to wake up a little more. My mind was torn between Scott and the night before and Elie. It always came down to Elie, and I realized then that he was just in my life too much. I’d never liked men like him, and he was about as bad as they got. The difference between the two men was almost unimaginable, and yet they were somehow tied to the same place. It just didn’t make sense when I thought about it.

  When I got home, there didn’t seem to be anyone there. Kimmie was gone, which wasn’t that surprising. She was at her boyfriend’s more and more. I knew that she was going to stay when we left, though, so I wanted to spend time with her. I made a note to call her after I got back from the club. There was no telling how long me and Sasha were going to be there.

  I called out to Sasha as I put my things down. I called her name several times as I made my way towards her bedroom. She should be at home. Sasha told me the night before that she was going to just stay in and relax some. I could relate. I felt like that was exactly what I needed.

  When I opened her door, there was no one inside and it looked like she hadn’t been to bed all night. Maybe she’d decided to go out and just stayed out. It didn’t even occur to me that she would have gone to the club. Not with everything going on. I didn’t imagine that she would go there alone. My thoughts were that she would be back soon.

  So instead of worrying about anything, I went to turn the shower on and get the bathroom steamy. It felt like I’d been beaten over every inch of my body. Scott had been gentle with me compared to other times and people, but it was the other things that made my muscles scream as I used them.

  The water felt amazing, and I leaned my head against the powder-blue tile of the wall. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Scott in my mind. The worst part of all was that I was most likely never going to see Scott again. I had to leave, and I knew that he wouldn’t want to deal with all of the drama that was going to be involved. Scott wasn’t going to run away with me, and I didn’t want him to get hurt trying to make things better. Last night was a one-time thing, even though I was going to think about it for the rest of my life. That was the ultimate punishment.

  I heard the front door open and smiled to myself. Sasha always did have good timing.

  “Hey, girl, I’m in the shower. I’ll be out in a minute.”

  I didn’t get an answer, so I turned back to the water. My heart stopped when the bathroom door opened and it wasn’t Sasha that I saw standing there.

  “What are you doing here?!?”

  Chapter 31 – Elie

  I smiled at Sasha. “Well, we found your little friend. In the shower. I’m sure that Bruno got an eyeful. One of them has the hots for her, but I forget whether it’s him or Lex. Now that she isn’t so delicate, maybe she’ll lighten up and give them some.”

  Sasha just looked away. Her eyes were swollen, and I genuinely hated to see her like this. This was why Travis wasn’t given the women who were profitable. I should have stopped it, but there was a principle involved. Sasha needed to see how life would be like without me. She was ready to leave, but I think that part of her mind was already changing. She was already seeing that without my protection, she would never make it in this city.

  “What do you think, Sasha? Do you think she’s going to be happy with her new assignment?”

  Sasha shook her head and then closed her mouth. The bruising on her jaw told me that she wouldn’t be saying much. She may not have been that good to look at, but she certainly was more pleasant now. Now I didn’t have to hear all of the backtalk and issues that she suddenly had. Sasha just sat in the chair with her hands clamped together on her lap. She didn’t say a word to me as we both waited for her friend to arrive.

  I heard the doors in the back open and close. There was an argument going on. Mariah was cursing out her captors. I would have thought that they would let her get dressed first, but that was not the case. When she was pulled into the room, she was not wearing a stitch of clothing. Her face was red, and when they finally let her go in front of me, Mariah stood there staring down at me with a murderous look in her eyes. Lex had a large scratch on the side of his face, and I knew then that Mariah was not going to be easy to work with. It wasn’t until she saw Sasha sitting there, her death gaze moving off of me, that she straightened up and I told the two men to leave.

  “You’re a little hard to find lately, Mariah.”

  “What happened, Sasha? Are you okay?”

  “Don’t worry about her, Mariah, worry about me.”

  Her blue eyes moved to me. There was the fire in them that I hadn’t seen before. It seemed that Mariah had changed in more ways than one in the last couple of days.

  “I am worried about you. You drugged me at the auction!” Her face was brilliantly red and her anger was something to behold. I knew she was mad, but I really didn’t care. I wasn’t there to make things better for her. She was here to make me money, something that she wasn’t doing.

  “So?”

  That shut her up. Maybe she thought I was going to deny it, but I felt no need for that. I felt a need to let her see things as they were. Sasha had to do the same thing.

  “You were not acting the way you were supposed to. Even with you incapacitated, I still got complaints.”

  Mariah was getting even madder. “Just give me my money for the auction, Elie. That’s all I’m here for. You’re a sick man, and I’m not going to deal with this anymore. Sasha, come on.”

  Sasha looked to her friend and I smiled when she looked away. Sasha had been taught her lesson, and now it was Mariah’s turn to learn hers. A little something extra in the way of chemicals never hurt, and I made sure to give some to her next client to help with all of her thoughts of getting out of the business. When she was dealing with Travis, it might even save her if she was a little more open to new experiences and people.

  “She’s not going anywhere, Mariah. Sasha understands that this is where she belongs. This is where you belong as well. Why can’t you see that?”

  “You said I could turn down anyone I wanted. That was a lie. I want to leave. Give me my money and I’ll go.”

  “No. I’m not giving you that kind of money. I don’t know what you’re going to do with it. I’m just helping you.”

  “If you want to help me, let me go with the money that I earned. You get your cut, but the rest is mine.”

  I shook my head again and told her that it wasn’t going to happen. I can’t say for sure that I ever had any intention of giving it to them. Not when the bids had gotten so high. I deserved the money more than they did. I was the one who’d set everything up. Their disloyalty just gave me another reason to hold onto it.

  “I’ll give you the rest when you come back from your next job. Sasha was offered the same deal and she took it. Don’t you see how happy she’s now?”

  Her friend’s eyes were deadened because of the drugs. I should have seen that that was the only way to deal with Mariah too. I just needed to get her started on them and it wouldn’t take long till her body would need them more than its next breath. Sure, it made them sloppy, l
ess interesting to the clients, but at least they would still be around and I could still make something off of them.

  “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

  “Not with me, with one of my better clients. He wants you for a business trip and I already said yes for you.”

  “I don’t care what you said to him, I’m not going anywhere. I don’t work for you anymore.”

  “No, I own you Mariah. I have since you got here. Sasha left out some of the details of employment with me. You work for me when I want and with whom I want. Your cut just got a whole lot smaller, and if you ever want to see the auction money, you’ll do as you’re told.”

  “I don’t even care about the money. I don’t need it. I’ve got enough.”

  “You’ve got nothing left. We found your shoeboxes in the closet. You’re as broke as when you first came to this city. Is that really how you want to leave it?”

  She was stubborn and told me that she didn’t care about the money. I could tell she did, just like Sasha did, although she had far more saved up. She was planning to leave me, they both were, and I was not going to let that happen. I just couldn’t.

  “You’re not going anywhere, Mariah. You’re mine, and I need you to understand that. You’re not going to leave me. You can’t. You and Sasha are going to be working for me for a very long time. One day you’ll be worn out like Louise, but until then, you’re not going anywhere.”

  Sasha didn’t give a response. I doubted that she really knew what was going on. The drugs had kicked in and she was not feeling any pain anymore. Travis had worked her over good. He had instructions to be less rough with Mariah. Nothing was to be left on the face. I needed her pretty when she came back. He also knew that he had to bring her back. I wasn’t going to accept what happened last time.

  “You’re crazy, Elie. We’re not staying here. Come on, Sasha, let’s get out of here.”