by Grey, T. A.
A small, deeply hidden part of her wanted to say yes. Hell, it wanted to throw her arms around him and ride the mysterious man until they both fell apart in each other’s arms. But the larger part of her was afraid.
The men she dated were always so tame, so boring. She knew deep down why she dated the kind of men she did, though she would never admit it aloud.
But oh how tempting it was. To flirt, to play. To be bad.
As if sensing her resistance he grabbed her chin and pulled her face to his. She sucked in a breath at his eyes. It was like staring to a luscious tropical forest.
“Do it, Lina. You’re daring every day in your job. But if you do this then you can try a different kind of daring. The kind between only a man and a woman. You’re Captain will be happy, I’ll be happy, and I’ll make you happy,” he said huskily, his voice a near growl in her ear.
Another shudder raked over her. So tempting…so tempting…
“I’ll even let you keep your gun.” His voice sent chills over her body.
Boldness filled her blood like hot lava. It was as though a seductress had climbed into her body.
She gave in to the temptation.
Lina spread her legs open, the movement catching his attention and making his shoulders stiffen. The look he gave her sent her temperature up ten degrees. With inexorable slowness, she moved her lips toward his.
His surprised gaze lifted from her spread thighs to darken at the sight of her mouth.
She stopped. Only a scant breath kept their lips from locking. Teasingly, she turned her lips, parted her mouth, and closed her eyes.
His eyes started to close, body slackening with pleasure.
Then abruptly she stood, ruining the moment and pushing him back against his desk.
Lina sashayed away. She turned at the door. “I’ll be back tomorrow. And I’m bringing my gun.”
Cade’s sensual laughter trailed after her retreating back.
Chapter 4
Cade Vanderoth found himself stroking his cock for the second time over Lina Blackmore.
Ever since he met the tough little detective, he couldn’t get her out of his mind. He even went as far as to scope out his own employees—something he never did—and couldn’t even get hard at the beautiful women.
None of them was her. It wasn’t that she was incredibly beautiful either, because she wasn’t. No, her look was sultry, sexy. Simple, yet combined with her hard attitude spiked something in him.
He couldn’t stop thinking about her.
And now he sat in the video camera surveillance room with his fifteen-hundred dollar slacks pulled down to his ankles and his iron-hard cock pointing at the ceiling.
His eyes latched onto a video of two of his employees. Rob and Sarah were partnered for tonight’s routine—fucking against the glass wall with the patrons on the dance floor watching. They loved it, loved each other’s bodies, and loved the attention of the crowd cheering them on.
Cade had a moment of hesitation, but his throbbing cock wouldn’t be ignored. He hadn’t taken his own hand to his cock in at least three years. What need did he have when a willing woman was always nearby? Something about that little hard-ass detective set him on fire. He’d already had to jerk off like some lusting teenager. Just the thought that he’d see her again tonight, that tonight he’d start his seduction had his balls pulling up tight. The thought of using one of his staff members for a quick lay, when he craved Linda, didn’t sit well with him. The little witch had driven him to this.
But for the moment he turned off his thoughts and watched Rob hold up the delectable Sarah and fuck her in hard, long strokes. Just like he wanted to do with his detective.
Cade stroked his cock in time to Rob’s thrusts. But it wasn’t Sarah’s face he saw slackened and gasping with pleasure. It was Lina’s.
Rob pressed Sarah harder into the glass. Cheers and hollers went up across the crowd of onlookers. His condom-covered cock tunneled into her shaven pussy faster and faster.
Cade cupped his sac in one hand and massaged the sensitive flesh as he pumped his rigid cock faster. His come was boiling inside him, almost ready to explode. Sweat dripped down his temple, but he ignored it.
He wanted to take Lina. Just like that. In front of the crowd to admire her lithe little body as he fucked her to orgasm. He wanted to see Lina’s ample tits bouncing wildly like Sarah’s pert ones were.
Rob groaned blissfully as he sank deep into Sarah’s pussy. Her legs tightened around his muscled ass and that was it for him.
Cade’s own breaths became labored as his fist moved in fast, jerky movements over his cock.
Sarah undulated and yelled as her orgasm ripped through her. Rob hammered into her. Then stilled, shuddered, and came with an explosive curse.
Cade grabbed the white hand towel from the dashboard and covered his cock as he shot stream after stream of hot cum. Balls tightening painfully, breath freezing in his lungs it was the vision of himself pounding into Lina’s tight pussy—without a condom—that had his cock spurting his seed hot and hard.
He barely had time to catch his breath before his cell started ringing.
“What?” he growled, picking up the phone. Righting his pants and his cock, he listened as his guard told him of a certain detective’s arrival. He couldn’t help the devilish smile that stole across his face as he hung up.
I will have you, Lina Blackmore. Just wait and see.
***
Lina repositioned herself for the fifth time on the barstool. At first she tried to tell herself it was only because the crowd behind her touching and kissing each other so openly that unnerved her, but that was a lie.
He was the reason she tossed and turned in bed last night. And he was the reason she had to rub herself last night to release the pent-up ache deep inside her.
She replayed their encounter together more times than she dared to count. Each time she did her pulse quickened and her heart leaped in her chest.
He’d be here any minute.
She really shouldn’t have teased him so boldly last night. She didn’t know what had come over her, but it was as if the club had gotten into her system with the sex, the sounds, and the smells. And even she couldn’t resist. She hadn’t wanted to resist. Not when he had stood so close she could smell his intoxicating scent and see the specs of tropical green in his eyes. She’d felt as though he’d take her on the floor if she’d only asked.
A small part of her had hoped that when she reported to Captain Drammer what happened, minus the sexual tension, he’d send another officer in. But no luck.
Especially not after Mr. Cade Vanderoth called the Captain personally to clarify how happy he’d be to work with Lina.
Lina reached underneath her jacket to feel her gun. The cold metal steadied her wayward thoughts. It always brought her back to reality. It was a reminder. A reminder of the dangers and cold, stark reality of life.
“Lina,” said a familiar, deep voice. “I’m so happy you came.”
Cade Vanderoth stepped up from behind her. He looked impeccable in an expensive black suit with the jacket unbuttoned. The white shirt underneath looked soft and probably cost more than her entire outfit tonight. Even his shoes looked nice, they reflected the flashing lights off the ceiling.
Seeing him again up close and not in her mind was harder than Lina had expected.
“Mr. Vanderoth.” She stood so she didn’t feel like he was towering over her. She thought she was nervous before, but that was nothing compared to this. Her skin felt tight, her stomach queasy, and her heart thudded in her chest.
“I insist that you call me Cade.” His eyes searched her body taking in her leather jacket and jeans. The look he gave her was smoldering and approving.
“Fine.” When had her throat gone so dry?
“I thought I’d show you around tonight. I see that you’ve already seen the sex rooms. They’re used as part of the atmosphere here, but they can be rented out too.” He pointed to the walls surrounding the top
floor; they were filled with couples fucking. “The employees humbly refer to them as Fuck Huts.”
Lina’s laugh escaped before she could smother it. Cade sent her an approving smile.
“You look beautiful when you laugh.”
She turned her head quickly so he wouldn’t see the blush on her face. Damn the man she didn’t want to like him.
“It’s all right to smile around me Lina. I like it.” He motioned to the upstairs balcony. “Shall we?” When he offered his arm to her, he reminded her of a knight—only this knight would surely have the title wicked in front of it.
Feeling silly, Lina crossed her arms. He only laughed at her. “Fine, we can hold hands later.”
Lina followed Cade through the dense crowd of clubbers. Yet it was easier than it was for her last night because the dancers parted easily for the imposing man in the suit.
“The members of my club pay good money to have their pleasures filled.” He paused at the top of the stairs and motioned to the clear room she’d seen the three men in last night.
“This is our main lobby. Because it’s out in the open, it costs more. We have a large clientele of voyeurs.” As he described the details of the room, a thin blonde woman braced herself on her hands and knees so an eager, large-bellied man could mount her from behind.
Cade turned to see her reaction. Whatever he saw there—mostly disgust she thought with pride—made him smile.
“We have very strict rules for our members here.” He moved closer to her as he spoke. Their arms nearly touched. Lina’s heart beat faster in her chest. At this rate he was going to give her a heart attack.
“First, we screen our clients. Applying to be a member here is like applying for a job. And we’re highly selective.”
The man fucking let out a deep groan that vibrated even through the clear glass walls. Cade and Lina both turned just in time to see the rotund man shove in one last time and shudder his climax into the woman.
Cade continued as if nothing had happened. “Secondly, condoms are a must. We provide them. Our guards, cameras, and employees are trained to watch for that.”
“But how can you watch everyone here? There are way too many people, and what about the people on the dance floor. I saw one man last night that I can guarantee is dangerous.”
“Only clients with our premium membership can receive sexual services of this kind. Nearly anything your heart desires. Almost everything can be bought here…for the right price. The dance floor is open to the public, it even helps us to get new clients, but they’re never allowed upstairs. They can only watch. Tell me; what’s your darkest desire, Lina?” The quick change in subject nearly had her feet stumbling. A traitorous lick of desire swept through her at the huskiness of his tone.
For a brief moment she had an image of Cade thrusting between her spread legs. She closed her eyes to shut out the vivid image. Her own pussy throbbed at the idea.
“Doesn’t it bother you that you’re employees are essentially prostitutes?” She regretted her words when his jaw tightened and his face flushed with anger.
Cade invaded her space, looming over her with an intensity that made her yearn to touch her gun. “Only certain employees sign up for full-intercourse. By choice,” he added. “They are greatly compensated and protected by my security, and I guarantee that their benefits package is better than yours. I’ll also have you know that our employees are healthy and drug free. I’m not a pimp,” he sneered the last.
She blinked, taken aback. “I’m sorry,” she said, forcing herself to meet his intense stare.
He shook his head and made the effort to unclench his jaw. “It’s fine. Perhaps while you’re here you can learn something about this kind of business. While there is a dark side to it, there’s still a very pleasant one. The one that makes you explode with pleasure, your cheeks pinken with excitement, and your body primed for a fuck. Plus they make a lot of money.”
His words created havoc in her body. He started down the main hall and she followed. She wanted to say something, but honestly, what could she say? She was wrong, and he’d put her in her place. Her jaw clenched but she knew when she’d been beat. And when she was wrong.
“I’m sorry.” He looked over at her as if gauging her sincerity. Finally, he smiled. He wasn’t model worthy, she thought. His face was lean; his cheekbones sharp, his lips a little thin. Yet none of that detracted from his appeal.
“Don’t worry about it. These rooms on either side of the hall are for the more private guests, or those requiring special themes.”
“How many customers do you average a week?”
“We have about 112 regulars and a few others that come every few months or so. And down here,” he said turning down another hallway, “is our special floor. Why don’t we take a look?”
Before she could even nod, he was pulling her into one of the rooms. Lina managed to keep her mouth closed, but her eyes did bulge. The walls were lined with whips and paddles, some barbed with silver balls and short spikes. There was a table with thick leather straps on it and a cross dangling from the ceiling with more straps dangling from it.
“I take it this is the BDSM room?”
He looked down at her, and there was a teasing laughter in his eyes. “Come on, this isn’t for you. Let’s try this one.” He tugged her by the hand into the adjacent room.
Pink.
Everything was in pink and red. A bubble of laughter escaped her. A canopied bed that could easily fit an orgy of people was covered in pink covers with white and red fluffy pillows. A white table held an array of furry handcuffs, paddles, ribbons, and ties.
“What’s this room called?” she asked, curiosity getting the better of her.
“The Bubble Gum Room.”
She laughed again, surprised to find herself relaxing in his company. He was so at ease around these rooms where people came to experience their desires and fantasies, it was unreal. She could never work in a place like this. It was all too bizarre. Yet that wasn’t entirely true, because she was in these rooms with this man and felt at ease. Hell, she was even having a pretty good time.
“Here, let’s try this one.” The next room was filled with just a bed on the floor and mirrors everywhere. She didn’t know if she was getting used to all this or if this was just more tame, but she just shrugged at him. Smiling, he took her down the hall to another room.
The next room was even tamer. A room with a big screen TV so, as Cade put it, the customer could watch and experience his desire at the same time. Lina rolled her eyes and he showed her the next room. She was really starting to enjoy this. She was even placing bets on what the next room would be next. Full of giant diapers, a baby bottle, and a crib.
She was sorely disappointed.
“There’s nothing special about this room. It’s just a bed. Not even a pink bed at that, or one covered in leather ties and masks and God knows what left over secretions. Is this the ‘normal’ room?”
She felt his heat before she realized he’d moved closer to her. His expensive black suit was brushing against the sleeve of her jacket. She had the urge to move away, to distance herself, but she was made of sterner shit than that. She stood her ground.
“No, this is a special room, Lina. You just don’t see it for what it is. Look closer at the bed.” She hesitated, her fingers twitching to feel her gun. You’re a big girl and it’s just a bed. She went to it. As she got closer, she saw silky straps hanging from the four bedposts.
She shook her head. “I’m at a loss. I’m afraid you’ll have to explain it to me. How is this any different than all the other straps and ties in the other rooms?”
He stepped up behind her, crowded her body with his heat, his potent scent. Lina felt a lick of heat spark inside her, her stomach danced at his presence.
“This Lina is where I’d tie you down, blindfold you, and take you. Every touch will feel stronger, more potent than usual, and then when I finally enter you, you’ll be asking yourself who is fucki
ng you. Your body will be mine. I’ll own you, and you’ll love every minute of it. No sight, Lina. You will feel my cock stroking deep inside you, smell our mingling scents, and hear the sounds of our ragged breathing. You'd like that, wouldn't you Lina?"
Lina couldn't get the image out of her head. She could feel the heat of him behind her now and smell his natural, masculine scent and it only heightened the imagery. She swallowed as she stared down at the bed; her panties were a reminder of just how excited he'd made her with only a good description. As if he was not only planning this already but also knew with certainty that she'd do it.
Lina was afraid she might just do that. And that terrified her as much as it thrilled her. Abruptly, she turned and walked around him. She needed to get out of this room and the reminder of his words, now. Her pussy was wet and swollen and hot. She should have heard him move, but she didn't, too wrapped up in her own stupid thoughts.
One second she was walking, and the next she was pushed up against the white door with a very hard, very male body pressing into her. She stared at the base of his tanned throat, couldn’t make herself meet his eyes. He caught her chin with a finger and lifted her face. A wave of fear and excitement pulsed through her at this look. Hard aroused man. A look that said he was fighting not to do exactly what he said. She licked her dry lips and she saw him swallow.
"I don't know what this is between us Lina, but I plan on finding out." He leaned closer, his lips almost touching hers. A scant breath separating them. Oh God, he was going to kiss her, and she was going to let him. Her breaths were ragged, shallow and only his finger touched her. Her eyelids dropped, waiting. Cade's mouth pulled into a tight line and then he started to pull away.
Lina didn't think, just acted.
She cupped the back of his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers.
The first touch was like electricity. She moaned and pressed her soft lips harder against his. She licked his lips then bit the bottom one. He tasted so good, felt so perfect under her mouth. She could kiss this man for a long time. Though it could be better if he kissed her back. She opened her eyes and saw that his cheeks were flushed with color now, his eyes dark with arousal. She pulled back, unsure how to feel.
