Jade felt in control now.
She lowered and rubbed her nipples against the tip. She moved upward, circling his stomach with her ass in the air. He gripped the side of the table as their bodies rubbed together, his penis lying between them.
Her nipples still touching his skin, she took hold of his erection and rubbed. He closed his eyes as she began to move faster. The oil on her hand let her slide up and down him with lovely ease as she gripped. When he came, his head flew back and she couldn’t help but smile. She stroked his penis gently until he stopped shuddering. When he was still, she finally let go and sat up.
Eventually he rose on his elbows. “Your second time?”
She shook her head. “I couldn’t do it before.”
“I don’t know whether to be happy or not. I set you on your way.”
“You can shower now.”
Jade moved off him and got some tissues to wipe his stomach and felt, in a strange way, this was more intimate than what she had just done. Christian swung his legs off the table. She watched him go to the shower, determined not to feel anything, and it worked until he left. The moment the door closed, she hoped he’d be back.
* * * *
Thankfully Jade didn’t get much chance to miss Christian with all the commotion going on. Another client picked Ruby, and Aisling saw Marcy talk to him. It was the second time Jade heard about Marcy acting suspiciously. Nikki had told her that there was no reason to talk to the men unless Marcy had something to offer, so Aisling took the client aside and asked what was said.
“Nothing,” he’d told her. Aisling was sure by the shift of his eyes it wasn’t true.
Aisling took a keen interest in timekeeping for each appointment. Jade noticed her looking for the girls once their sessions were meant to be over. If they were five minutes late coming from the room, she would want an explanation, especially from Ruby. It was obvious Aisling didn’t trust her at all. Maybe she had just cause; Aisling had been around this business longer than many of them, though Jade wondered if she was jealous of Ruby’s popularity. Before Jade came to work, Aisling had offered to massage a client with the other girls. Everyone was shocked since she was hired only as a manager. Sarah said she was sure Aisling fancied that particular guy, but he picked Ruby instead, which is probably when the suspicion started.
However, last night, Ruby was extremely popular, and the girls were beginning to wonder why. Marcy had been at the parlor too. She didn’t get one client but it didn’t seem to bother her. When Ruby was with a client, Marcy slouched on the couch, and everyone was aware of Ruby’s spy in the corner so little was said. It made for a strange atmosphere.
Nikki didn’t like Marcy or Ruby. After Christian left, Nikki’s cute face had been puckered, and when Jade asked her what was wrong, Nikki told her that while was driving home last night, she stopped at a traffic light. Ruby and Marcy were suddenly in the lane beside her. Ruby rolled down her window and beckoned Nikki to do the same. When she did, Ruby waved dollar notes at Nikki, like a teasing bully. “I made three hundred dollars tonight!” she shouted with triumph before their car sped off. Nikki had given her the finger.
Aisling fumed when she heard this. “You shouldn’t be in competition with each other. I don’t trust that girl. I’m putting her in Room Three next. It has a biggest key hole.”
“You can’t spy on her,” Jade said, noticing Sarah’s and Nikki’s silence and conspiratorial grins.
“I can if I suspect she’s going against regulations and affecting the other girls.”
“What regulations?”
“Full-service regulations.” Nikki’s answer received a nod of approval from Aisling.
Jade thought of Christian’s words—A few do extras—and wondered if everyone present could hear the proverbial penny finally drop as she realized who he was talking about.
Aisling sent Ruby to Room Three with her next client. After ten minutes, Aisling went up, followed by Nikki, who came running down two minutes later. “Aisling wants you to look so there’s no doubt.”
“Look at what?” Sarah asked, though her smile showed she had an idea.
Nikki’s eyebrows moved in a playful way and Jade and Sarah jumped up. Jade was relieved. Sarah had been trying to get her to talk about Christian and she didn’t want to. How could she explain what she felt or how he looked at her? She knew Sarah would laugh at any romantic notions Jade harbored. The clients weren’t about tenderness for Sarah.
Aisling had her eye over the key hole when the girls approached. Then she stood with a smug smile. “Have a look.”
The client lay on the table, and all Jade could see through the key hole was his feet and Ruby’s wide back. She straddled him and there could be was no doubt, given the arch of her back and the movement of her waist, that she was riding his penis. Jade heard a slight moan from him and a “Shh” from her, followed by a giggle.
Sarah pulled at her shoulder and Jade moved out of the way. “Holy shit!” Jade was sure Ruby would’ve heard her, but Sarah said later there was no pause in Ruby’s movements.
Marcy arrived then. “What are you doing?”
Aisling went straight for her. “What are you doing is more the question.”
Marcy looked surprised. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” But her act wasn’t convincing; her voice came out too shaky and hushed.
Sarah stood. “Want to have a look?”
Marcy shook her head.
“Ruby couldn’t tell them her full-service offers without spending too much time with them,” Aisling said. “That’s where you came in, you let them know. How did it go—an extra fifty for sex?”
“Eighty,” Marcy mumbled.
Aisling’s eyes widened. “The bitch.”
“That’s why she was so excited last night,” Nikki said.”
Marcy managed to smile.
“How much did you get?”
“One fifty…”
“Not bad for a bit of a chat.” Sarah tutted, impressed.
Aisling didn’t see the humor. “I hate girls who take advantage of the parlor’s trust like this. She’d make a killing here compared to a brothel, only you idiots are too fucking greedy. You had to offer it to every client instead of one in three.”
They were still there when Ruby came out of the room with the client, holding a used condom in her hand. The client looked shocked and guilty as hell.
“I’m sorry,” Aisling told him. “We don’t want you back here.” She glanced at Ruby. “You can visit her in a brothel. This is not a full-service establishment.”
Ruby wasn’t phased. She walked into the bathroom and came back empty-handed. She’d made enough in the last few days to take a few weeks off.
Aisling was proud of herself for uncovering Ruby. With the obvious lift of confidence, she said she might come in for the clients tomorrow because it was boring on the other side of the desk. Jade imagined Aisling would be damn scary in black leather lingerie.
When the excitement died down, Jade asked Nikki where Sasha was, and Nikki smiled sadly, which made her probe. “Did something happen?”
Nikki nodded. “Yeah, Sasha got really jealous.”
“Why?”
“I’ll tell you tomorrow. Will you be in?”
“I will be now.”
Nikki laughed lightly and Jade noticed the tired lines around her eyes. The shadows playing on her skin, which could easily have been missed with her long hair falling over her face, surprised Jade. She had thought Nikki was carefree. “Are you okay?”
“I didn’t sleep too well last night.”
Jade touched her shoulder. “Get some rest tonight.”
Nikki couldn’t hide her fatigue when she smiled. “I wish it was that easy.”
Jade could only nod. She remembered when she was afraid of closing her eyes and dreaming. She changed into her jeans and felt a heaviness descend with the idea of going home and facing the silence. She couldn’t picture Colin’s hands or his body, just his
stern brown eyes. What would the weekend be like? She had gotten used to escaping her life.
Fuck! She dreaded being stuck between the walls of her house, like a fly bashing against a window that never opens.
* * * *
“So how was it? Tell me the nasty details.”
Christian looked over his mug at Josh, but saw only Jade’s face and slim body. He shook the memory of her away. He knew she’d be back. She was stuck inside him now. Even her smell seemed to cling. “It was okay.”
His friend’s eyes narrowed. “You’re holding back on me. What happened?”
“You know what happened, you were there before. A hot naked chick slid all over my body and then—” His eyebrows rose. “—finished me off nicely. What else is there to say?”
Josh leaned forward. “What did she look like?”
Christian decided to play along to keep him happy. “She was small and blond with the best tits I have ever seen.” He spread his arms. “And a great ass.”
While Josh laughed, Christian finished his coffee and stood before any more questions could come. It was impossible to say what Jade really looked like; he wanted to see her outside the parlor and understand what was going on in her head. He hit his friend on the shoulder. “Thanks for the gift.”
“Any time.”
Christian threw some money on the table. His leg hit his chair and he thought of how she felt when she sat on him. She was warm but dry. There’d been nothing coming from there, and it suited her.
“Would you go back?”
He looked at Josh for a long moment as if only now he considered the possibility. “Yeah. I might.”
He’d known he’d be back the moment the parlor door closed behind him. He wanted to feel her body quake under his touches. He wanted to be the one she would let go with so he could feel parts of her pain drain away.
* * * *
Hours later, Christian threw his book down in frustration. Thoughts of Jade hadn’t ceased, and though Jia Lu’s figurative art was beautiful, the images wouldn’t stick. Jade’s face blew them away. It wasn’t just her loveliness, her exquisite hazel eyes or her pensive mouth. There was something else there. A story maybe, he didn’t know, but she had gotten under his skin.
He jumped from his couch and walked as far as the large window. With hands on either side of the frame, he gazed out, hoping for a distraction but it was no use. Jade’s face haunted him.
Christian had kept away from women since Lisa, his last girlfriend, preferring solitude to the prospect of trusting again. It was easy to rebuff the few who seemed interested in him but he couldn’t turn away from Jade’s anger.
If she had been all sweetness, answered his questions without a second thought and relaxed when he slid her slip off her shoulders, she would’ve been easy to forget, but her rigidness pulled him in and her aloofness made him want to know her.
He turned from the window and scanned the large room with the high ceiling. It had been a while since he worked here, the memory of Lisa and her final act toward him made it impossible. Was Jade’s effect stronger? Could he banish Lisa’s spirit and her malicious ways in order to take Jade out of his mind and let him breathe?
Christian picked up his cell phone, which he’d left by the couch and was about to dial Josh’s number when he lowered his finger in defeat. He realized he wouldn’t be able to forget about her in his friend’s company either, and he didn’t want to talk about the massage parlor to anyone. He threw the phone down and closed his eyes. There was only one way to get some ease from Jade’s face. He would need to paint her.
Chapter 6
A month after Kate was attacked, Colin had his first affair, though he didn’t pencil on the calendar when he and Kate started to separate. When Colin began to act coldly toward her, he believed she deserved it. It was her fault he felt irritated and annoyed every time he looked at her.
But that was a lie. After three years of marriage, he had started to feel suffocated and pulled at his collar in panic. He felt caged in.
At first, he didn’t think it was his wife’s fault. He loved Kate. She was sexy, beautiful and smart. He’d thought his panic attacks were caused by his job as a senior advertising executive until he went to a shrink to discuss his anxieties. When he started talking, he realized he loved his job and thrived on his busy schedule. The doctor prescribed some tablets to ease his condition but Colin didn’t want them. He wanted to find the root, which he did when his wife phoned him for help. He started out as her rescuer and ended up the accuser.
He liked the newer version of her, the woman who needed him and waited for him to come home without complaint. He liked being on the high side of the see-saw and didn’t want to meet her in the middle.
Colin had witnessed Kate letting the concerned phone calls of her only friend, Stephanie, run into the answering machine instead of talking her way through the distance the other woman tried to bridge. He wouldn’t let her do the same to him. He would not build her up so she could turn away. For the first time since he met Kate, she needed him.
From his elevated state, he started to notice other women. He looked forward to going to work, getting into the world where there were so many opportunities awaited him. In accounts, there was dark-skinned and dark-haired Adela, who had big breasts and fine, sturdy legs. Her brown eyes looked him up and down whenever he went to her department, and her lips moved in such a way he started to imagine them wrapped around his penis.
One night when the office was empty, Colin sat on the edge of Adela’s desk with his leg dangling close to her and started their affair by asking if she was married. She wasn’t. She hadn’t met the right man yet.
“Be careful when you do. Make sure you know everything before you give yourself completely,” he advised. Her lovely brown eyes widened with questions, and he explained how his wife was not who he thought she was. He said Kate wasn’t interested in sex, that she had been good to him before they tied the knot but withheld sex now. She used sex as a tool and he was going mad. He wasn’t willing to give up on her though. “Marriage is for life, after all, isn’t it?”
Adela nodded and leaned toward him. He took in her perfume and longed to run his fingers through her hair down to those wonderfully large breasts and the nipples peeking through her bra and blouse. Sighing, he went to touch her dark silky strands but stopped before reaching her. His palm dropped with such defeat he was almost convinced of the feigned dejection. His lip trembled as he started to rise.
She stopped him with a hand on his knee. “Wait.”
He looked at her, his head tilted sideways in an affected, schoolboy way. “I knew you’d understand.”
She smiled and rose. With him sitting on the table, she was eye level. She kissed him, all softness and warmth. He yearned to put his hand up her skirt, to feel the thickness of her thigh and the response in her body as he slid inside her panties. Her ardent tongue told him she would be beautifully wet.
But when she wrapped her leg around him, he fought the desire to enter her. He wanted the need in her clutching hands and possessive mouth to rise until she begged for him. With quick fingers, he undid the buttons of her blouse and bent to kiss her breast and lick her nipple. She moaned and threw her head back, her dark hair fell to her ass as he traveled down her stomach and dug his fingers inside the waistband of her skirt. She tightened the hold of her leg as she pushed him back and brought her hand to his crotch.
He felt her fingers wrap around his erection and helped her open his button and fly. She sought him out quickly and her skin mingling with the heat of his cock made him groan as she caressed him. Adela kept her hand there as she pulled down his pants and boxers shorts. He watched as his trousers fall to reveal her hold on his cock. She circled his tip with wet fingers and stroked his shaft until the need to fuck her nearly made him burst.
She was hot and clammy when his fingers spread inside her panties. With his other hand on her leg, he lifted her. His penis rubbed against her thigh and se
nt tremors through him. She pressed into him, clutching his ass with an urgency fitting his tightening erection.
When he took his fingers away, she grasped his arm to bring him back. Her eyes narrowed and her mouth opened in a single breath as long nails dug into his back. With one sweep of her papers, he cleared a space on the table and laid her down. He pulled her to him and teased the edges of her pussy with the tip of his cock. She tried to pull him in, her breath changing to fretful moans.
Colin finally let her guide him and gasped with the feel of her small tight space as she clung to him. He was lost inside her, the bright lights disappeared, and he moaned as he thrust quicker. She raised her hips and became so wet he could hear himself move within her.
Adela pushed back her blouse and played with her freed breasts. It turned him on even more, watching her squeeze her nipples. She drew him in and pushed him back with her hips. He saw her head move backward and her neck stretch before her first quivers grabbed him. She closed her eyes and arched her back as he felt her legs tighten and the orgasm flow through her body. Within seconds, she took him along.
Colin stayed for a few moments as he was. His penis grew limp inside her. Adela’s eyes stayed closed while she fixed her bra and blouse. He didn’t know what to say. Thank you formed on his lips but he didn’t release it. It would sound terrible. She probably wouldn’t let him do this again if he was so insensitive, and he wanted to wake in the morning and know Adela, a woman other than his wife, waited to feel his penis inside her. He would lie in bed and imagine her sprawled over a desk with her skirt up to her waist and her breasts tumbling from her blouse, willing to give it to him for nothing in return. There would be no promises. That much was certain. He just wanted to take.
His anxiety attacks stopped. The collar of his shirt no longer pushed against his larynx in betrayal. He went to his shrink for the last time to tell him, without bothering to sit, that he had found the problem himself. “Thank you very much. I’ve done your job for you.”
The doctor stood. “Really? What is the solution?”
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