“I didn’t think I’d see you here, Princess.” My body shivered at hearing the soft, husky voice. “I’m glad you think I’m a sex wizard, though.”
Kill. Me.
Kill me now.
35
OR WHAT?
JAMES
Mia’s cheeks flushed into a beautiful pink color, looking away and squirming against my arm. I let her go, knowing her friends were present and she wouldn’t want us to look too suspicious. I hated that I couldn’t even touch her in the public eye. Even holding her hand or leaning too close would be forbidden.
When I left after my meeting with the accountant, I hadn’t expected Damon Grant to call me, inviting me to his club on such a short notice. I couldn’t deny because Damon was my company’s biggest client, and I wanted to see its weekend opening. It had opened the week before, but he wanted to run a few things through in a meeting, which I was more than happy to do. Very few clients did the hands-on work or accepted most of our designs, demanding for a change, while Damon had always been analytical and asked questions.
The last person I wanted to see there after exiting Damon’s office on the first floor was Mia. Especially in her lilac dress that looked as if it was made just for her, accentuating her curves and offering a subtle cleavage. I wanted to whisk her away and scold her for coming to such a club without telling me. She wasn’t even legal enough to drink, yet I smelled the hint of sweet cocktail in her breath.
“What are you doing here?” Damon snapped, stepping closer to Emma, who tensed underneath his steely gaze.
“It’s none of your business,” she replied just as coldly, crossing her arms.
Mia nudged me and frowned at me. “I should ask you the same thing. I didn’t think you’d be here.”
“Am I the only one who’s hungry?” Summer asked, looking at all of us.
“We need to talk.” Damon didn’t ask for Emma’s reply before holding her wrist. His eyes flickered to me and Mia. “I’ll find you later.”
I nodded, watching them disappear into the throng of tipsy crowd. I pinned my eyes on Mia’s friend and said, “Order whatever food you want. It’s on my tab. I need to speak with her.”
With that, I held Mia’s hand and dragged her behind me. She was wearing the white sandal heels that were making her slow. I sighed and threw her over my shoulder, ignoring her squeal of protest, and prowled towards one of the rooms in the dark hallway. The guard in shirt and bow tie knew me, so he let me pass through.
“James!” Her fingers pawed at the fabric of my suit. “Put me down. Now!”
“No.” I slapped her ass, making her gasp as I kept walking, squeezing her thighs. “I thought I told you to eat lasagna and go to bed.”
She growled, “You’re not my fucking dad.”
I smacked her ass again, closing the door shut behind me. “No, but I’m your Daddy so you do what I tell you to.”
“Fuck off,” she grumbled, fixing her hair and dress when I sat her down. She was swaying and her cheeks were pink.
I grabbed her jaw, making her look at me. “I’d better watch my mouth if I were you, Princess.”
“Or what?” She tried to pull away, even though her hips were trying to grind against me. “You’re going to punish it?”
“Do you want me to, sweet slut?” I whispered, nudging my nose against her ear and breathing in her sweet cherry scent. “Because I will. Teaching you how to suck Daddy’s cock on your knees until you swallow all of my cum like a good girl,hm?”
Her lids fluttered as she pressed against me, her hands tugging at the lapels of my suit. I pulled back, dimming the lights of the room, and let her eyes wander. It was one of the normal ones without any kinky toy collection, but what it lacked in toys, it made up for in the interior. With a raised circular bed in the center of a room, its sheets and mattress custom made with the softest, luxurious silk and hordes of pillows. A soft lace curtain hovered from above, making the bed feel more like a private alcove. The walls were also covered in dark blue wallpaper, a floor-length mirror across the bed with a chest full of condoms, lubes, and soft bondage toys.
“W-what is this?” Mia whispered, trailing her fingers over the blue silk of the bed.
I removed my suit jacket, throwing it on the armchair and removed the cuff links, rolling the sleeves of my shirt over my elbows. Her breath hitched when she looked over at me as I stalked towards her. I tugged her towards me, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, roving my hands over her body until she melted in my embrace. Mia let out the softest whimper, feeling my bulge, and sneaked a hand between us to cup me through my pants.
I growled in her ear, “Kneel if you want my cock, Princess.”
She pulled away, her doe eyes wide. I rubbed my thumb over her chin to wipe the red lipstick that had smeared, knowing it was on my lips as well. I leaned down and licked her neck, kissing the sweet spot below her ear that made her shiver and arch up to me.
“If you want me to fuck you, you’d have to beg for it, sweet girl.”