Chapter Eight
There was no communal breakfast in the club, like the way they ate lunch and dinner together. The woman on kitchen duty made breakfast for the men and took it up to their rooms. They ate on their own, in between cooking and then washing the dishes afterward. If they weren’t on kitchen duty, they ate in the kitchen before doing whatever chore group they were assigned to.
Marie wandered into the kitchen late the next morning, after taking a quick shower. The club closed at two in the morning on Fridays and Saturdays. Jimmy had taken her aside after she’d apologized to everyone the night before, and asked her if they could resume what they’d been interrupted at earlier in the evening, once the club closed.
She’d told him she was tired and needed to be alone to think about everything. He’d been disappointed, but there were too many people around for them to have a conversation about it, and Marie had slipped away and gone upstairs. The rooms didn’t have locks on the doors, so she’d wedged a chair under the doorknob. This morning, she felt ridiculous for having done so.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to fuck Jimmy, but after the realization that this was nothing more than a temporary situation, her lust had faded. All she’d wanted to do was cry herself to sleep.
Meghan, Rai, Chloe, and a dancer she’d met the night before named Natalie were in the kitchen. They smiled at Marie when she entered. “Do you need help?” she asked. “I’m a really good cook.”
“No,” said Chloe. “We have this down pat. Help yourself to anything you’d like. There’s fresh coffee, too.”
“Thank you. Are you sure I won’t be in your way if I eat?”
“Not at all,” said Meghan. “We’re used to this.”
“What does Vassago want for breakfast?” asked Natalie.
“I wouldn’t know.”
Chloe and Rai both flashed Natalie an exasperated look.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I just assumed you’d spent the night with him.”
Marie turned her back toward them as she removed eggs and butter from the refrigerator. “I didn’t. I was too tired from the long drive to stay up that late.”
She kept her back to them as she made her own breakfast. They made small talk as they worked, and when each of them left to take a tray up to a room, Marie finished her food and washed the dishes. She was ready to leave the kitchen when Meghan returned.
“Is it all right if I take a cup of coffee up to my room?”
“Of course. Take one of the small pots up, if you want. There’s plenty of it.”
Marie started to leave, but Meghan’s voice stopped her.
“That was a really brave thing you did last night. Apologizing to everyone.”
“It was only right. I put everyone in danger.”
“You’re safe here. From Vince, I mean.”
They didn’t know that Digger was having him taken out. She had assumed they did, but now realized she’d been wrong. “I know. Thank you.”
“Hey, Vassago said you do nails.”
Marie smiled. “Yes. I’m a nail technician at a salon in Bay Ridge. Or, I used to be. I’m sure I’ll be fired after I don’t show up for a few days.”
“Well, you could do our nails here. We all go to a place in town, but it would be easier having someone right in the building.”
“Seriously? You’d be okay if I did that?”
“Sure. Why not? Do you have your supplies with you?”
“No. I only brought a few things for my personal use.”
“There are a few beauty supply places in Elyria. That’s not too far away. One of us will take you there.”
“That would be great.” Except she had no clue how long she’d be staying.
“Okay. We’ll work out the details later.”
And that was Marie’s cue to leave and let Meghan get back to work. She was climbing the stairs to the third floor when a familiar voice behind her stopped her progress.
“There you are. I was afraid you’d sneaked out of the building in the middle of the night.”
“No. I was just tired, like I said.”
He moved close to her, and every nerve ending was on fire. “I had no choice but to stay in the club last night until it closed.” She wanted this man so badly she could taste it. He eyed the coffee pot in her hand. “Did you eat?”
“Yes. In the kitchen. Natalie asked me if you wanted breakfast. She thought I was with you last night.”
His expression grew sad, and her heart gave that odd little lurch again. “I think more than one person in this building assumed things last night.”
“Jimmy, I’m sorry. I really was tired, and I had a lot to think about.”
“Did you get all your thinking done?”
Not even close. “As much as I could, yes.”
“And?”
“And what?”
“What did you decide to do?”
“I didn’t think it was my decision to make. You pretty much laid it out for me that I was stuck here until this was over.”
The lust was back in his eyes. Her traitorous body responded by sending shivers down her spine, and a gush of wetness to her pussy. He leaned closer, and she backed against the wall. They were still in the stairwell so there was no place to go. Jimmy put both hands on the wall above her head, caging her with his body.
“I meant, what did you decide to do about fucking me?”
That voice! She was powerless under its spell. Every doubt she’d had about this going anywhere beyond sex was still there, but she couldn’t resist him forever. She wasn’t that strong, and he was her fantasy man. As long as she acknowledged up front this was only fucking, she couldn’t get hurt. She wouldn’t let that happen.
“Because know this, Marie. We will fuck. You can’t hide from me in this building.”
“I’m not trying to hide from you.” Her voice came out breathy, but that was because she could barely think, let alone speak. All these years, and this man still held power over her emotions like no one ever had. What a cruel cosmic joke that the only thing she’d ever share with him would be sex.
“Good. Because you’re spending the day with me. I’m going to get some breakfast, and then we’re picking up where we left off last night. Wait for me in your room.” He kissed her, and it was just as hot as the kisses they shared last night. She nearly dropped the coffee pot.
When he released her mouth, he gave her a look that could have boiled the coffee in that pot. “I’ll be up in about fifteen minutes. I want you naked and ready.” He moved away, but then turned back after descending a couple of stairs and grinned.
“Oh, and this time, don’t shove anything under the door knob, or I’ll break the fucking thing down.” He winked at her, and it was several minutes before Marie could move.
So he had tried to get into her room last night. She should be outraged. He was so damn arrogant with that wink, and the assurance they would have sex, no matter what. But it wasn’t outrage she felt. Not even close. She almost ran after him, but the guy needed to eat first if they were going to have mind-blowing sex.
Her plans to leisurely sip the rest of the coffee in the pot she carried were abandoned as Marie turned down the bed covers and tore off her clothes. She bunched up the pillows and sat against them, legs spread, lazily rubbing her clit and grabbing her boobs while she fantasized about Jimmy fucking her. The scenarios in her head were so familiar now that she barely needed a moment or two before an orgasm drew close.
But she held it back. It would be more fun to have the first one with him along for the ride. Her pussy was soaking wet by the time she heard footsteps outside her room. What if it wasn’t him? A brief slice of fear raced through her, but when the door opened, there he stood.
His jaw went slack as his gaze roamed over her naked body. “Such a good girl. You did exactly as I asked.”
“I didn’t think it was a suggestion, Jimmy. Close the door. I don’t want anyone thinking this is a gang-bang.”
He slammed it shut. “Anyone tries to come near you, and they’ll have me to contend with. Play with yourself. I want to watch.”
“That’s what I’ve been doing. I’m close to coming.”
“Yeah. Do it.” He tore off his t-shirt and tossed it onto the floor, and followed that with his sweatpants. He was barefoot and wore no underwear.
“Commando. How sexy.”
Marie stared at his thick, red cock, moaning softly while she stroked her clit again and pushed two fingers into her wet hole with the opposite hand. That dick was more than enough to satisfy her, and one of the burning questions was finally answered. Yes, he was inked all over an impressive body.
“Nice muscles, Jimmy.”
He pulled on his cock, forcing more moans from her. “Nice tits and pussy, Marie. Keep going.”
She locked gazes with him and did as he asked. It was different this way. More emotional because he was right there. The lust in his eyes fed hers, and within moments a strong climax overtook her. She closed her eyes and brought it home. When she opened them, Jimmy was next to the bed, and his dick was ready to burst.
“Scoot over here and open your mouth. I’m not going to come on the floor.”
The way he commanded her made her hot all over again. Marie scooted to the edge of the bed and wrapped her thighs around his, taking his cock in her hands. But instead of letting her control the blowjob, he grasped her head on either side.
“I said open your mouth, Marie. I’m ready to fucking explode here.”
She did, and he pushed that big dick all the way in, nearly gagging her. She swallowed hard and forced her throat muscles to relax as he fucked her mouth hard and deep. Her entire body tingled with renewed desire at being taken this way by the man of her unending wet dreams.
“Holy fuck, that feel so damn good!”
This was really happening! Her Jimmy was ramming his cock in and out of her mouth, and she’d be damned if her clit wasn’t throbbing all over again because of it.
“Here I come. Swallow it.”
And come he did. She struggled to swallow all the hot cum that filled her mouth. He not only grunted and groaned, but actually yelled as he pumped jizz into her. She didn’t think he’d ever fucking stop. When he finally did, he stood her up and kissed her. No way was he not tasting his own cum right now, and that was so damn sexy she moaned.
“Fuck. That was fucking incredible.”
“I enjoyed it, too.”
“Good. Because I’ll expect one every day. Maybe more than once a day.”
“Is that so?”
He cupped her face, hard. “Yeah. It is. You’re here for the duration, Marie. And we’re gonna fuck. We’re gonna fuck a lot, and we’re gonna fuck hard.” His expression grew so damn desperate she wondered if she’d missed something in the conversation. “You’re mine, and no one else is gonna touch you. You got that?”
If only that were true, but she knew it was only his lust talking. “Yeah, Jimmy. I got it.”
“I’m serious. With that body and those tits, every unattached man in this building already wants a piece of you. But you aren’t gonna fuck anyone but me. Promise me that.”
What right did he have to ask her to be exclusive? Was he going to do the same thing? “What about you?”
“What about me?”
“You gonna be fucking other women while I’m here?”
He looked confused for a second, which bewildered her. “Of course not.”
“Okay then. I’ll fuck only you. Promise.”
The myriad of emotions crossing his face made it impossible to guess what was going on inside his head. He pulled her close and held her so tightly it was difficult to breathe. The man of her fantasies had more than lived up to reality, but that only made it worse. Because one day, she’d have to leave him forever, and she wasn’t sure how she’d deal with that.