CHOKE: A Dark Bad Boy Romance
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There were three things I was struggling to solve at that moment. One was the rich man who was undoubtedly part of the mafia, Skye’s favorite customer, beating the shit out of Cassetti in the back alley behind G-stringer’s. Did the man have something on Cassetti, or was he his boss? There was also the theft of Skye’s security deposit, which she was sure had something to do with Cassetti. Did that mean the mob boss was involved too? And, finally, the break-in and failed robbery by my old crew at the club, which Don had implied was because they’d been hired for. Again, if Cassetti was responsible, did that mean there was another guy higher up dishing out the orders?
Cassetti seemed too stupid and self-centered to have so many convoluted connections and plans going on.
What I really needed to do was find the mob boss and confront him about his plans. The only problem was, my only connection to him was through Skye and the club. If he knew as much as I thought he did, then he wouldn’t be back at the club anytime soon, especially since Skye wasn’t here, and he visited her every time without fail.
It made me wonder how and why she was involved with all of this. She was being targeted by Cassetti and favored by the mob boss, contradicting my theory of them working together.
It was just too hard to piece the entire puzzle together, especially with so much information missing. The only thing I could do was stick around for a little longer, until I discovered what was truly going on and who was behind everything.
As much as I hated the sleaze ball, it was necessary to keep working for him like there was nothing wrong, and I was none the wiser about him. He had connections to the police and the mob, so he could get me into all kinds of trouble if he wanted to. At the same time, his connections could keep me out of trouble as well.
The only thing I could think of that Cassetti might have against me was that I saw him in a weak position. I hadn’t even told anyone about it, since I’d witnessed it. I had just kept my head down and kept on living, not planning to tell anyone what I saw or heard.
Though I tried to keep myself from expressing any dislike towards him, he made it extremely difficult when he ordered me around to do anything and everything, just because he could.
After being ordered about all night to deal with every petty thing that Cassetti wanted, I finally left the club after work, with one person on my mind. I had to get to Skye and explain a few things. Even if I didn’t tell her everything, the least I could do was give her something. Especially since she’d been robbed and was now unemployed. Life was dealing both of us some pretty hard blows, and I couldn’t just leave her in the dark about everything.
Driving over to her place, I didn’t even stop to consider that three in the morning was maybe not the best time to have this talk. By the time I arrived at her door, it was too late for second-guessing, so I knocked my fist firmly against the wood.
Surprisingly, the door swung open a minute later.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Skye demanded angrily.
Even in pajama shorts and an almost transparent tank, she could still make grown men quake in their boots. Good thing I’d seen under that tank and those booty shorts, so her anger had little effect on me.
“We need to talk,” I said simply, hoping she’d just move to the side so I could enter.
“How’d you know where I live?” She narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously, and I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my own.
“I followed you once, does it matter? Let me in.” I tried to step around her, but she held her ground. It seemed a little pointless, considering how I could lift her out of the way or shove her to the side with little effort, but I decided to wait until she moved over, just to save some time arguing later.
“And why should I let you in?” She had her arms crossed, probably trying to remain firm and defensive, but it had pushed both her breasts up, and I could now see the outline of her nipples through her shirt. That was probably not what she wanted me to focus on at the moment.
“Look, you have questions, and I have answers. Can I come in now? It’s freezing, and I think we’re about to wake up the neighbors.”
Skye didn’t answer, but stepped back slightly to give me just enough room to slide by her. Again, it didn’t really have the intended effect, when I ended up having to rub across her to get by. She must have noticed too, because she stepped back a little further to give me more room, and I entered feeling more confident than before. Skye couldn’t stay mad at me for long. It just wasn’t in her DNA.
“What do you want?” Skye said sharply, still pissed as far as I could tell.
“Don’t be angry. I did what I had to do.”
“I thought we were on the same side, you dick! There I was thinking ‘oh this will be so funny when Cassetti calls Knox in. Cassetti will never know what hit him.’ Instead, you walk in like you’re his puppet and don’t even stand up for me.”
“There’s a reason for that. Look, Cassetti’s up to something, and I’m trying to figure out how it’s connected to you and me.”
“I know how it’s connected! He stole my money, so I wouldn’t open up a rival club! I thought you had my back. You know he was behind it, and you know it. The least you could have done was confront him about it.
“Come on, Skye. I told you that it was a bad idea. I told you to just keep your emotions in check, and wait until you had proof. So, what did you do instead? You went storming down there in a rage, threw some insults and accusations, tried to make a fool of him in front of his staff, and he retaliated.”
“He stole my life from me! How can you expect anyone to remain calm when their whole future is ripped away from them?”
“What did you want me to do? Throw a punch and get us both fired? What would that achieve?”
Skye was furious now, marching up to me and poking me in the chest to enunciate her words. “You should’ve been on my side.”
“And you should’ve listened to me!” I yelled right back.
Our faces were incredibly close to each other’s at that point, as we shouted back and forth.
“Why are you such an–”
I couldn’t take it anymore. Something had come over me at the sight of her, so fiery and glowing with passion. I had to have some of her. I had to get closer to her. Before I could even think of stopping myself, I bent down and smashed my lips to hers.
Chapter Thirteen
Skye
With Knox’s lips pressed to mine, I froze like a statue for a split second before I responded with enthusiasm. I was so angry with him, and I tried to show him as best as I could through the kiss.
It was brutal. We were pressed so hard against each other that it was painful. Knox bit down hard on my lower lip, and a soft whimper came out of my mouth. Though I hadn’t known it, this was exactly what I needed.
Knox walked me backwards until we hit a wall, and I cried out as our bodies were pressed closer together than before. Though we were both fully clothed, there was a rush of sensations going through me, and I couldn’t even think of holding back my moans of pleasure.
“Jump,” Knox ordered, and I did, wrapping my legs around his waist, so that I had a firm grip on him with all my limbs.
“Where’s your bedroom?” he asked.
I pointed him down a hall and into my room, and he carried me there effortlessly. Once in the room, Knox walked over to the bed and lay me down slowly, putting his body weight on top of me and pressing me firmly down into the mattress. I could feel his erection through our pants, and I ached to touch it with whatever I could.
He was grinding it into me in slow circles, something that he knew drove me insane, and all I could do was dig my heels harder into his ass cheeks and hope for some kind of release soon.
He pulled back from my lips suddenly.
“Where are your toys?”
My breath hitched in excitement as I told him that they were under the bed. Knox rolled off of me in one fluid motion to retrieve my box of goodies and rummaged through th
em.
I watched as he pulled out several things: rope, lube, and a big fat dildo that I had never used before.
“This should be fun,” he smirked.
Knox reached down to his shirt and pulled it off of him, granting me a delicious view of his torso. He did the same to me, exposing my bare breasts under my tank and my already hard nipples. My booty shorts were the next to go, and Knox hissed at the sight of my bare pussy, already dripping wet for him.
“On your stomach”
I rolled over and waited anxiously to see what he would do. The first kiss to my shoulder blade had me relaxing. His hands grabbed my own, and I felt a harsh material on my wrists. Without my even noticing it, Knox had tied both my wrists together above my head, tight enough that I couldn’t move them, but lose enough so that there wasn’t any discomfort.
“I’m going to fuck your ass today, baby. Are you excited?”
“Yes,” I said softly.
I was rewarded with a hard slap on my bare ass.
“You don’t sound excited.”
“I am,” I insisted. “I can’t wait for you to shove your cock in my ass.”
“Good.”
My ass cheeks were spread wide apart, and I felt a long slow lick between the cheeks, reaching down to my pussy and licking up some liquid there.
One of Knox’s hands was rubbing over my cunt, covering itself in my fluid and spreading it over my ass as well.
Without warning, I felt a finger slide in the dark recess of my ass. I fidgeted under Knox as he pumped the finger slowly in and out. Satisfied that I could take it, he unscrewed the lube and placed some on his fingers. The next time he put two fingers inside me, the cold lube making me flinch.
Knox scissored his fingers apart in my asshole, stretching the inexperienced muscles to accommodate a thicker size. I was panting heavily now, waiting for the moment when his fat cock would slip inside me.
Still waiting anxiously for it, I wiggled my hips back at Knox and signaled that I was ready for more. Understanding my silent command, Knox placed the tip of the lube tube into my ass and squeezed, the cold gel making me gasp out loud.
“Are you ready for me, sweetheart?”
“Please,” I gasped.
My ass cheeks were spread wide again, and I felt the tip of his cock slide into me a fraction. I groaned in pain, and Knox pushed his shaft in a little further.
“Knox!” I screamed.
He didn’t listen, feeding his length further into me.
“Take it, bitch. You’re my slut, remember?”
Knox growled and pumped his thick shaft in deeper, while I tried to relax my rigid muscles. He slipped further inside and, for the first time, I felt a small inkling of pleasure.
With one final shove, Knox imbedded himself deep inside me, the unfamiliar sensation of fullness bombarding me.
Strangely enough, I felt more pleasure than pain now, as I wiggled my hips and thrust back onto him.
Knox accepted my invitation and pulled his cock back half-way, entering me again and again. I tipped my hips back to meet each of his thrusts, but was awarded with another slap on the ass.
“Lie there and take it!” Knox ordered.
With a moan, I lay there as Knox picked up his speed and started hammering into me. All of a sudden, he pulled out completely and reached onto the floor to pick up the dildo. He slipped it between my legs and coated it with my pussy juice, sliding it up and down.
“Roll over,” he demanded.
I turned over to lie on my back and screamed when he immediately thrust the fake cock into my wet cunt. It made squelching noises as he moved it in and out, so quickly that I reached my climax in seconds. He didn’t stop, though, keeping up the pounding pace through my orgasm and after it, the excess sensations bringing a strange sort of pain from over-stimulation.
“I’m not done yet, you slut,” Knox growled.
He pulled out the dildo with a loud suckling noise and brought the drenched item to my mouth, slamming it down my throat.
“Suck.”
I obeyed instantly, while Knox slammed his length into my cunt. My legs were spread wide, as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me and shoved the dildo further down my throat. Being filled in two of my holes was getting me so worked up, it almost made me wonder–
“Do you have any plugs?”
I couldn’t respond with my mouth occupied, so Knox pulled the device from my mouth as I panted out, “Yes.”
Reaching down, it only took Knox a minute to find the one and only butt plug I had.
With another command to roll over, I tipped my ass up and waited for the plug to slip through my spread cheeks. It met the same resistance at my puckered entrance, but with a little jiggling and maneuvering, it slid inside.
Now with all my holes busy, Knox ramming away at me and my mouth and ass filled up, I moaned at the sensation of being full to the brim.
“How do you like that, baby? Something in all your holes.”
I could do nothing but whimper around the dildo in my mouth.
“Do you wish you had three men inside you? Getting used like a dirty slut?”
I shook my head in the negative.
“Good. Because, you’re mine.”
His hand pulled the dildo from my mouth and tossed it aside, instead using the spare hand to press on my throat.
It was an odd amount of pain—enough to remind me of the utter control he had, but also enough to send me closer and closer to climax.
“Where do you want me to come today? Hmm? In you, or on you?”
“Inside me. Fill me up,” I begged.
“No, I don’t think I will. I think I like the idea of my sticky cum on your stomach, knowing that I can use you however and whenever I like. Isn’t that right, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to come?”
“Yes, please.”
“Then go ahead.”
Like a switch being flipped, I came aggressively around him, milking his hungry cock. When I felt Knox twitch inside me, close to coming, he pulled back quickly and spurt ropes of his seed all over my stomach.
Dipping a finger in it, I brought it up to my mouth and sucked it clean, smiling a devilish smile at him.
“You’re a dirty slut, isn’t that right?”
“I’m your dirty slut,” I corrected.
A while later, we were both cleaned up and lying in bed. Knox traced circles on my bare shoulder. So many things had happened over the last several days, and I just needed a time out from it all. Knox being here was just a bonus.
When he knocked on the door not too long ago, I had been terrified. I’d been up all night, scared out of my mind that Cassetti would come after me, even though the thought was ridiculous. When I saw Knox at the door, I immediately felt relief, but it was overshadowed by my anger from earlier. I was definitely angry at him, especially after he’d turned his back on me when we were with Cassetti.
I realized, then, that we’d never finished our conversation about what he was planning.
“You never told me what you have to stay at the club for,” I said, speaking my first words in many moments.
“I’m trying to get down to the bottom of a few things, and I need to stay on Cassetti’s good side.”
“Things like what?”
“I think everything is connected, including your money being stolen and that robbery I interrupted the other day. And I think it all has something to do with your favorite customer,” he said.
“Seriously? He doesn’t even speak. What’s it got to do with him?”
“Skye, that man is in the Mafia. You dance in a private room for the mob boss every week.”
“Fuck, seriously?” Damn, I hated it when Diamond was right. Thank God, she wasn’t here to rub it in.
“I didn’t know at first, but I’ve been hearing rumors. I think he and Cassetti are working with each other, but I don’t know how. All I know is that you're involved and so was the break in the
other day.”
“Ugh, this is a mess.” I said, pressing my thumb and forefinger into my clenched eyes and letting out a deep breath.
“I know,” he agreed, snuggling further into my side.
He hadn’t explained much, but I was too tired and overwhelmed to care. I trusted him, and that was all that mattered. Most importantly, I couldn’t help but feel safe and relaxed for the first time in a couple days, ever since he’d arrived at my house. I counted myself lucky that he had even come by, because I knew he really didn’t have to tell me what he was planning.