Authors: T. A. Grey
He wasn't surprised to find
her in the control room. It had practically been her second home since she'd
been here. She turned at his entrance, her eyes darkening with arousal.
"You done yet?"
She nodded and turned back
to Carlos. "You'll let me know right away?" After he nodded, Cade
held the door and followed her out. He grabbed her small hand in his much
bigger one.
"What was that
about?"
"Nothing much. I might
have a lead." He didn't like the way she stiffened and looked away from
him.
"I need to know
everything you do. Tell me." And he really didn't like it when she tugged
her hand away from his.
"This might become a
police investigation. I can't disclose any of this information yet."
"Like hell you can't.
This is my club. I run this fucking place. If my employees have something to do
with this then I have a right to know." She had the good sense to look
contrite. Damn but she was pretty, even frowning.
"All I can tell you is
that one of your employees saw something and called us."
He couldn't hide his shocked
expression. "There are no children here, ever, Lina. This doesn't make
sense."
"I don't think the
children or child was ever necessarily here. And off the record, right now none
of your employees are suspects, of course, none of them aren't suspects
either."
"What footage did you
ask Carlos for?" She looked at him surprised, then shook her head.
"I'm just trying to see
a certain individual to verify some information. Now can we drop it? Until I
get that tape, I won't know. After that tape, if the story is true, then...then
we'll go from there."
Cade snatched her hand and
led her to his special arrangement. She was quiet for which he was glad. He
couldn't believe any of this. If it were one of his own employees, he'd have
them killed. Yet he couldn't imagine any of them doing something so heinous.
He'd interviewed all of his employees personally. The background checks he did
were extensive enough the government would be satisfied.
He led her down to the VIP voyeur
lobby. He'd wanted to do this since he first saw her reaction to that bed with
ties and to the open lobby where the dancers looked up and watched. But he
didn't actually start planning it until he saw her wild reaction to the couple
and customer watching each other fucking the other night.
"I have a surprise for
you," he said and drew her up to the VIP lobby, which was vacant of the
previous clients right now. The clear box was almost innocent looking.
Cade turned back to her and
smiled. The smile was pure sin.
*
* *
"Oh, no, no, no, no.
No.
I am not doing that here with you in front of all these people." She
turned to get away, but he caught her, snaring her back against his chest. Strong
hands parted the leather flap of her jacket and caressed her breasts through
her shirt.
Lina looked around wildly.
No one was on the second floor, but clients and employees walked by all the
time. She squirmed against him, which only showed how much he was enjoying all
this. His cock was a hard, steely presence against her back.
"I can't wait to find
out," he said, his hand pushing past her jeans to touch her pussy. There
was no hiding the evidence of her arousal now. "Whether I'll like this
just as much as you do or more. I’m dying to find out." Then his fingers
circled her clitoris and pushed inside her soft channel.
"Ooooh." Oh God,
she was so wet. The music was a pulse of its own around her. His scent and heat
permeated through her skin making her want to roll around in him, to rub her
face against him. And worst of all, he was right. He'd seen her fantasy from
the second he made her watch that couple and when saw her reaction to this very
room.
"God, you're wet
already, baby. Dripping around my fingers." Deep, husky words spoken in
her ear. "You're trembling in my arms." Another finger added to the
mix and pumped inside her. When the tight confines of her jeans finally
frustrated him, Cade pulled them down roughly. He palmed her through her
underwear with a hot palm.
"Cade," she
whispered, her voice thick.
He growled in her ear. A
finger moved to rub her clit in agonizing swirls that had her bucking.
"See that crowd down there baby?" She nodded, wide-eyed at the
dancers grinding below and he continued. "I'm going to fuck you in front
of all of them. They're going to watch you come again and again, Lina. From
there it's your choice baby, your fantasy. I'm either going to come on your
tits or in your mouth. Either way I'm happy." She cried out and gushed hot
cream over his fingers. Another growl and he tore her clothes from her, then
his own.
He pushed her to the
railing. Her ass proved too tempting to stay away from. He palmed and squeezed
the firm flesh, loving the way they pinkened. Leaning over her, he cupped a big
breast and spanked her ass. She cried out, drawing the attention of several
clubbers below. Cade smiled and spanked her again and again. Only after her
cheek burned hot under his palm did he switch positions and do the other.
"Are you dripping down your
thighs for me, Lina?" Cade's cock was so hard, it was leaking wildly from
the tip. If he weren’t careful, this whole thing would be over before it
started. Her beautiful body turned him on so badly. He loved the way she felt,
soft and supple. Her waist was small, hips wide, thighs rounded with muscle.
He slid his cock between her
thighs and her feminine heat coated him, wetting him with her juices. He
groaned and pumped himself there. "I have another surprise for you,
too."
"No more. Cade, I can't
do this. There are people down there watching me. Watching us. God, that feels
good.
Stop, please!" Her face was burning red with a mixture of humiliation
and pleasure.
"Baby, I just want to
show you to the whole world. Is that really so bad? Now look to the right and
left."
Lina whipped her head side
to side.
She'd never seen them come,
never heard them. Two men sat in the voyeur area with her and Cade. They were
naked with their cocks standing tall and hard. Each worked their cocks with
lazy, slow purpose. They glistened with some kind of oil or lotion. Lina's hips
jerked and she had the sudden thought that she wanted all three of them to fuck
her to come all over her until she was soaked in their hot white semen.
Their penises were different
yet still so sexy. The man's on the left was not very long, but thick and veiny
and red. The other's was thin and long, his groin shaven. She met their eyes
and was surprised to see a hot heat there.
At her.
At her and Cade.
“See baby? We just want to see
you come nice and hard. Now you're going to come on my cock. And see all those
people down below? They're going to look up as their dancing and grinding into
each other as they watch you. You turn them on honey. The women will watch you
and wish they were you—wish they were as brave as you. And the men will wish
they were me, getting so lucky to be fucking your sweet pussy."
Oh, God! She couldn't take
anymore. She was nearly about to come and he wasn't even inside her yet. So
many eyes were on her, making her look away, frantic. The two men’s eyes were
burning dark holes into her. She could see them from the corner of her eyes,
stroking those sexy cocks. Her mind spiraled, banked, then surfaced clearer.
Yes, she thought, yes.
"Please," she
moaned, "Just take me." He was in her by time she finished. The first
strokes had her falling over the edge. She squeezed the railing hard and cried
out her orgasm to the whole club. She heard him mutter 'God damn' behind her
and then his big cock was really moving inside her. The last waves of the
orgasm trembled and left her only to be built up again.
Cade held her breasts as
handles, her nipples tucked between two fingers. His hips slapped her ass, his
balls her clit. Each thrust tingled, made her breath catch. She looked to the
left and saw the man pumping his fist fast over his thick cock. His lips were
parted, his other hand cupping his balls. God, she loved it.
She felt so powerful, so
sexy. She knew Cade loved it too because he was drilling her with the intensity
of a man possessed.
"So what'll it be,
Lina? Tits or mouth?" he panted harshly.
Lina didn't know what came
over her. It was like someone else was inside her now. Had taken her over. For
it couldn't have possibly been her who said, "All three of you. In my
pussy, my mouth, on my tits." She heard him gasp and knew she’d surprised him.
"Are you sure,
baby?" He sounded pleased and very turned on.
She turned to the right to
watch the man with the longer cock. His head had fallen to the side as he watched.
His hand worked mostly over the head of his cock. His fist was tight, movements
jerky.
"I'm certain," she
gasped and knew she was going to come again. Her thighs trembled from his cock
pushing through her tight pussy muscles. Even with her channel slick with cream
it was a tight, hard fit. She could feel every big inch of him inside her.
"I'm not...I'm not going to last," she said already coming. Her hips
bucked and she threw back her head to shout her pulsing release.
"God dammit." He
grunted roughly, and while her orgasm still erupted inside her, he turned her,
wrapped his arms around her shoulders and stomach, and nudged her to bend over.
In this position, she felt
like a trapped prisoner. Her pussy quivered around his cock and she couldn't
remember her own damned name if she tried.
So good.
Cade's deep voice commanded,
"Both of you, over here. One in the mouth, one on the tits." Lina
licked her lips and pried her eyes open. Her pussy tightened again, trembling
on the edge of another orgasm.
"Going to come again,"
she whispered. Her voice was no longer her own, but a hoarse croak.
"I know baby, I feel
it. God I can't wait to fill you up," he growled in her ear. Words for her
alone.
For once in her life she was
happy she was short. The man with the longer cock was tall. He came up before
her while the other man stood a little off to the side. They pumped their arms
fast and hard now, their breaths coming hard.
"I'll come in her
mouth," the tall man said.
"I want those
tits," the other said.
"And I got pussy,"
Cade said, fucking her harder, faster. Her pussy spasmed, tightened, she was so
close.
"Do it," she
whispered raggedly. Her pussy was already starting to milk Cade's cock. His grip
tightened on her signaling he'd felt it too.
The shorter man was the
first to go. His eyes trained on her bobbing tits and then he erupted. His semen
was hot and shot onto her breasts, splattering all over her nipples and skin
again and again. Lina cried out as her orgasm finally spilled over. She started
coming and the tall man came up to her, his fist moving so fast over his cock.
"Open up," was all
he said.
She did.
Her lips parted and a second
later salty hot semen blasted her lips and tongue, hitting the back of her
throat. He threw back his head and groaned long and hard until he was pumping
and nothing else was coming.
Cade squeezed her hard
enough to leave bruises, and then rammed in deep. She felt his climax pound
into her like a thrust. He came hard and hot; his semen filling her up so deep
it seeped around his wide cock and dripped down her thighs.
She finally finished coming,
her orgasm subsiding as the men's semen cooled on her skin, slid down her
throat.
The two men caught their
breath then retreated down the hall into separate white doors. Cade pulled out
of her and neither one of them said a word as he dressed them and took her to
his office.
Chapter
11
Lina left Cade's bedroom. She'd actually stayed the night with
him. Though she'd been surprised to find that his bedroom was adjoined to his
office. The man actually worked where he slept, or was it the other way around?
When she awoke, he'd already
left. She told herself she was glad because she didn't want to discuss her
behavior last night. Hell she even wanted to be mad at him for leaving, but she
couldn't. Especially not when he left a dozen red roses next to her and note
that said:
Can't wait, Cade.
She swiftly pocketed the
note in her jeans and went to find Carlos. Her video tape should be ready
today.
She passed Sara in the hall.
Today she wore an outfit that reminded her of the Hooter's waitresses. Short
athletic-looking daisy dukes and a tight white tank top thrown together with
some white socks and tennis shoes.
"How does it feel to know
you’re used goods?" she sneered when she tried to pass her. Lina froze in
her tracks and laughed, then kept right on going.
"How does it feel to
be
used goods, Sara?" Lina didn't turn to see her reaction and instead
climbed down the stairs to the control room.