Chapter 13 – Scott
I’d been warned that Mariah was not open to anything that had to do with penetration. There had been another conversation that I’d had with Elie about her, and it was made clear to me then that even if she decided to say yes, her virginity needed to be intact. The very idea of it made me hurt. Rubbing against the heat that was driving me mad was nothing that I could slip away from. How easy would it be to just thrust upwards, just a little bit more, and secure what I needed from her?
“I wish I could, Scott. I just…can’t.”
It was the first time that Mariah had told me no, really told me no, and I didn’t like it one bit. My hands went to either side of her on the tiled wall, and I could feel the chill on my palms. I knew that it was cold against her breasts, but she didn’t complain. I moved her away from the wall and squeezed her nipples hard. Her body jerked, and for a second I had to stop pushing between her legs because I felt my cockhead at her barrier. Mariah made a hissing sound and I pulled away.
“Sorry, Mariah. It was just too slippery.”
She looked behind her at my cock like it was a weapon. I wanted to use it as a weapon, but I knew I couldn’t. That I shouldn’t. “I’m sorry, Mariah.”
Her eyes met mine. “It’s okay. Just took me by surprise, is all.”
“I want to be inside of you so badly.”
I was moving in between her legs again, and instead of twisting on her nipples, I started to smack myself on her core. She jerked and jumped again, but I knew it was coming and I was able to stop it from going in again.
Not used to not getting what I wanted, I smacked harder than I intended to. I wanted her to feel me, to know that I was there.
“Come for me, Mariah, or I’m going to slam this cock so far into your…”
Her breath hitched in her throat and she cried out as a gush of her fluid shot out of her. Her body was racked with tremors as I continued to smack on her clit and slide my cock along her slit. Each movement was another chance to push in further, but I held back. I wanted to, but I just couldn’t, not until she begged for it.
The longer I played with her, the more hysterical Mariah got. It got really loud. She was egging me, but she was also begging me to stop. She claimed that she couldn’t take anymore, and I didn’t think that I could either. I had to have her. I was going to explode if I didn’t have her soon.
Just then, the door burst open and one of the brutes who were always waiting in the front came into the bathroom and called to Mariah. I think that they thought something was wrong because of the noises that she was making.
Mariah covered herself up and cried out. “What the hell are you doing in here, Bruno?”
“We, uh, we thought something was wrong.”
“Why?”
Her voice was clipped. She was not happy at all, and I didn’t blame her. My happiness level was plummeting by the moment. I paid good money to be alone with Mariah and I didn’t expect to be interrupted during my time.
“Are you not used to all kinds of noises coming out of these rooms? Have you forgotten where you work?” The anger was seeping out of me at an alarming rate.
“Sorry, sir, but with Mariah…” He didn’t finish his sentence, but I had a feeling that it was going to be along the lines of how special she was. She was special to me, but it was Elie who’d sent them in. Had he heard what I was saying, or what we were talking about? Had the damn owner actually cock blocked me? It sure as hell felt like it, and I knew that I was going to have to go see him. This was unacceptable. I’d thought that I had a better relationship with Elie than this, but maybe I was wrong. I seemed to be wrong a lot lately.
“Well, there’s nothing going on here that she doesn’t want. You two can leave now.”
The large man looked to Mariah to confirm it. Although it was exasperating to be treated like that, in a way I couldn’t blame them. Mariah was their prized girl right now, and Elie was just trying to look out for that. I would do the same thing if I was in his shoes. But I was one to get my way. It was just that simple, but I wasn’t seeing the whole picture. I couldn’t when my mind was on her so much.
It took the men a minute or two to leave. We were both left looking at each other. Mariah had a troubled expression, and I had a feeling that she was thinking about them watching us. I hadn’t known the extent of it, and I didn’t like the blackmail that could occur, but it wasn’t going to stop me from coming here to see her.
“Do you think that they knew?”
“Knew what?”
“That I was trying to get more?” By ‘they’ I meant Elie. Was he listening to us even in here?
“I don’t know. That was weird, though.”
“Maybe we’re not safe in here either.”
“Maybe not.”
She didn’t really meet my gaze, and I pulled her to me. “This changes nothing, Mariah. I want more of you and I’m going to get it.”
“I always want to see you, Scott, but things aren’t as simple as they appear. This place isn’t as simple as it appears.”
“I’m starting to get that. Have dinner with me, a drink, something out of here where we can talk.”
“All you want to do is talk?”
I growled at her for being cheeky, but waited for her to give me her number. “Here’s my cell phone number.”
“Answer when I call you, Mariah.”
“Okay. When are you going to call?”
“When do you get off?”
“Now. You’re the only client for today.”
“Good.” I still hated the idea of her letting anyone else but me touch her. The very thought of it made me want to break anyone’s face that dared. It wasn’t a good feeling to have in this situation. It was a situation that I couldn’t control like I was used to, and I was starting to get sick of not being in charge.
“I’ll call you in a little while, Mariah. I’ve got something to take care of first.”
“Okay, Scott.”
She was slipping from ‘sir’ to my name, and I still liked to hear that name off her lips far more than my God-given name.
***
I left the Fetish Club. Although I was going to stop and talk to Elie, I was late for something else. I was also unfulfilled, something that I hadn’t felt with Mariah before. I knew it wasn’t because of her that I was feeling this way. It was because of Elie having his men barge in on us like that. While Mariah wasn’t sure how to see it, I took it as a warning that I was pushing into territory that I shouldn’t and Elie wanted me to back off.
My mind was on Mariah too much. It seemed like she was all I thought about. Plus I’d almost lost my control in the shower. If she had whimpered one word that sounded even close to yes, I would have slid inside of her like I wanted to. Elie be damned, I wouldn’t care. It was only Mariah’s refusal that stopped me, and I just needed a little more time to work on that. It wouldn’t be long before she was right where I wanted her. I just had to get her away from Elie.
After running a few errands and picking up a few things for Mariah, I called the number that she’d given me. There was no answer. It only rang once before it went to voice mail. Irritated, I thought about going back to the club, but I didn’t want to come face to face with Elie right now. I didn’t think that I had the best intentions at the moment.
Calling again a few minutes later, I was stunned to find that the phone was now out of service. How had they canceled the phone so quickly? And why would she? Was everything she said to me a lie to get more money? It didn’t feel like it, but it also didn’t feel right. Why would she have given me the number and then canceled the phone? If she really didn’t want to talk, she could have given me a fake one.