Nights of Sin (The Bad Boy Collection Book 3) (4 page)

Both of her hands gripped his hips as she took him deep into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, and she pulled back up, glancing up his body.

She gave him a wicked smile, then went back for more.

Her tongue aroused, and he grew even harder within her mouth.

He hissed, moaning as she refused to stop even as he tugged on the strands of her hair.

“Fuck, baby, you’re going to have to stop or I’m going to spunk in your mouth.”In answer, she moaned, and the vibration traveled up his cock, and he had no choice but to let go. He watched her as he slammed his hips over and over again.

“Yes, baby, fuck. You’re such a good little cock sucker, aren’t you? I bet no one knows what a little slut you can be.” He bet she was the perfect woman. The outside world saw her as the lady that she was, but in the bedroom, she knew how to let go.

I want that.

He pushed the thoughts aside, and focused on her lips around him, her tongue licking his cock, and relishing the feel of just being with her.

“Are you ready?” he asked, feeling his orgasm building.

She didn’t stop, and he pumped into her mouth twice more, groaning as his cum spilled out of his cock. Alexa swallowed him down, and she didn’t stop until she had milked every last drop of cum out of his cock.

When he wouldn’t give her anymore, she released him and sat back on her haunches, leaving him to drop to the bed.

Alexa licked her lips. “That shut you up.”

He cupped her cheek, running his thumb across her bottom lip. “Get on the bed.”

“You really think you’re ready to go again after that? I think I emptied you out.” One of her brows rose up.

“I didn’t say I was going to fuck you right away. I want you on the bed, kneeling, with your ass up in the air.”

She moved to the bed, kneeling, and doing exactly what he wanted so that her rounded ass was flashing him.

His cock twitched, but nothing was happening just yet. Corey knew it wouldn’t be long before he was able to fuck her. Getting to his feet, he slipped his fingers between her thighs, feeling her slippery cunt.

“You’re soaking wet, baby. Did you like sucking my cock, and swallowing me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Honestly, I have to say I was expecting you to maybe lie a little.”

“There’s no point in lying when we’re only going to be here one night.”

She was pretty determined that it was only going to be one night. He wasn’t going to be satisfied with just one night, not by a long shot. Plunging two fingers inside her tight cunt, he spread his fingers open, watching her pussy squeeze his fingers even as he tried to spread her open.

“What’s your darkest desire?” he asked.

“I’m living it.”

“No, you’re not.” He pulled his fingers from her pussy and teased her clit. She whimpered, and when she made to pull away from him, he slapped her ass. “Don’t fight me tonight, baby.” Her pale ass turned red with his handprint. “Now that is one pretty sight.” With his free hand, he stroked over her curvy ass. He played with her clit, teasing it between his two fingers, and she gasped out. “Do you like that?”

With his other hand, he plunged a finger inside her, coating his digit with her cream. Drawing his finger back, he pressed it against her ass, and she tensed up.

“Have a little trust. No one has touched this ass, and don’t you worry, I’ll take my time with you.” He pushed his finger against her tight ring of muscles, and at first she fought him, which he expected. Teasing her clit, he didn’t give up on her ass, and she took his finger to the knuckle. The moment his finger slid inside her, she cried out, screaming his name.

It was a small victory, but it wasn’t going to be the only one he had tonight.

Moving his fingers into her pussy, he started to work both fingers inside her, one in her cunt, and the other in her ass.

“You’re so tight, baby,” he said.

He added a second finger to her ass, and his cock had started to swell. Releasing her body, he grabbed a condom, sliding it over his cock. He was more than ready to fuck her again.

Chapter Four

The clock on the nightstand read four-thirty in the morning, and Alexa sneaked around his room, quickly tugging on her clothes as she silently moved about. Corey was passed out cold on the bed, and she kept checking to make sure he was still sound asleep. Her heart was pounding, and she just wanted to get out of the room and make her way home. She’d never expected to stay this long, but she’d never expected to spend the night with Corey.

This had been an awakening, but a one time only deal.

Reaching into his jeans, she pulled out his key, unlocking the door. Closing it quietly behind her, she made her way back to the main part of the club. She didn’t encounter anyone, and she was tempted to just leave it.

You’re not coming back.

She was angry. The club had promised her privacy. Her privacy had been breached, and now she didn’t want to come back to the club.

Once outside of William the club owner’s door, she knocked, waiting for him to call her in. He worked to the late hours of the morning, or at least that was what he told her.

“Come on,” he said.

Opening the door, she watched him sit up, then do a double take.

“Alexa?”

Her hair was a mess. She looked like she had been fucked. Alexa didn’t know if that was a good look for her.

“Yes, I would like to request a full refund, and to also have my files back, thank you,” she said.

“Any reason why?” he asked, leaning back in his chair.

“Yes, and you know the exact reason why I want it back.”

He sighed. “What did he do?”

“It doesn’t matter what he did. I no longer wish to be part of the club. I don’t imagine you’re going to miss my funds.” She reached into the pocket of her dress, handing over her access card. “I don’t want to continue any longer.”

William pressed the tips of his fingers together, staring at her card, and then at her. “I will issue you a full refund, but I want you to take that with you.”

“I’m not coming back.”

“I will not remove your membership from the club. I was the one in the wrong, not you.” He pushed the card toward her. “This is entirely my fault.”

Gritting her teeth, she stared at the card, grabbing it. “I want my file back.”

“You’re the first person that Corey has ever shown an interest in.”

“I’ve observed him for the past month, and I’ve seen him with many other women. He’ll get over it, believe me. I’m sure he’ll find another woman to be fascinated about.” Her pussy was tender from their passionate fucking. He’d fallen asleep an hour ago, and she had waited until he was in a deep sleep before she even started to move. She was now tired, exhausted, and ready to go to sleep herself.

“I don’t believe so. I’ve known Corey all my life—”

“I don’t need to know his past, William. I want my file, please.”

Again, he released another sigh, and moved away. She stayed in her seat as he entered another more private room, and came back seconds later with her file.

“I’m really sorry.”

“I won’t be coming back. You may as well cancel my membership.”

“You’re actually a really hard woman.”

“I’m not. I’ve been taught to stand up for myself. You promised me something, and you didn’t deliver it. He came to my workplace.” Even though she’d gotten a thrill, it was fleeting, and she didn’t want to risk getting hurt herself. She’d been with plenty of men, been let down, had her heart broken, she wasn’t going to fall again, especially for a classic bad boy like Corey. She recognized him, saw the pain he’d cause her, and had already decided against anything more than one night.

The club had been fun for a short time, but like all good things, it didn’t last.

She stood up, holding her file against her.

“Please, if you need anything don’t hesitate to call.”

Alexa wouldn’t be calling him, nor would she be coming back.

****

Corey woke up alone, and it took him a couple of seconds to wonder why. Usually he loved waking up alone as women seemed to get serious about shit if he allowed them to sleep in his bed. Alexa hadn’t been just any woman. He wanted her, and she was proving to be damn resistant to him.

“Morning, princess, did you have a nice sleep?” William asked.

Glancing down his bed toward the chair in the corner of the room, he saw his friend, the owner of the club, waiting. “Do you ever actually sleep?”

“When I don’t have women demanding a full refund, along with their files, and oh, yeah, trying to give me back the access card that is rightfully theirs. No, when that happens, I’m cranky, and guess what, Corey? I’m fucking cranky.”

“Wait? What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You asked for that information, and so I granted it to you with the understanding you wouldn’t act in haste. You went to her workplace?” William hadn’t stood, nor was he ranting. Instead, he sat calmly, talking, which could mean things were about to get a whole lot worse for him.

“Okay, I’ve got a feeling that I’m not entirely sure what is going on.”

“Who is missing from your bed?”

“Alexa. She’s proving to be a hard nut to crack.”

“She gave me a visit, and since you violated protocol, and I fucking helped you, she no longer wants anything to do with the club.”

Corey listened as William told him exactly what was said between them, and he winced, feeling a throbbing beneath his temple. He should have known she was pissed. She’d given into her need, but she hadn’t exactly forgiven him. He’d seen how angry she was when he told her where he got the information. He never should have fallen asleep.

“I can’t take back what was done. I couldn’t wait anymore.”

“Alexa visited the club a minimum of three times a week. I don’t know why she doesn’t come here on a Friday. You should have waited, and been patient. Instead, I’ve just lost a brand new customer, and any friends she might have had.”

“She was the plus one with Becca.”

“My club is exclusive, Corey. It thrives as I keep it a certain way, which means I have to have a constant supply of customers to replace those that have found love. Do you honestly think you’re the first guy to grow intrigued by a woman’s presence within the club? You’re not. I’ve been to many weddings over the past couple of years because of people finding love within my club. I like to think of this as more of a love club.”

Raising a brow, Corey stared at his friend. “Love club.”

“I’ve been to twenty weddings, which means forty of my customers have since married. Some of them still visit from time to time, but others do not. I never expected you to visit Alexa’s work. Fix this problem.”

William stood, making his way toward the door.

“You’re just joking about the whole business of weddings, right?”

“No. I’m not. I have a good success rate of helping people find love.”

“Was Alexa really pissed?” he asked.

“She wasn’t exactly happy. From the way she was acting, I wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t come back.” William let himself out, and Corey sat on the bed, looking toward the clock. It was a little after six, and he was still fucking tired. Alexa had exhausted him, but he’d not done the same to her. She’d been able to leave his ass, and to deal with William. He must be losing his touch.

Climbing out of bed, he stared at the floor. There were none of her clothes, nor any sign other than the used condoms in the trash that she’d even been there.

Alexa had been fire in his arms, and had surprised him with how damn hot she’d been. There had been no holding back. She had given as good as she got. His cock thickened at the memory of her wrapped around him. She had been an amazing fuck, and he hadn’t even gotten into her ass. No, he’d teased her ass, hoping to be with her again.

What’s wrong with you?

One night, that was all.

One night wasn’t going to satisfy him, and now William was pissed at him. He’d not expected her to go running away. She’d taken him by surprise with that.

Running fingers through his hair, he then started to stretch, waking up his body so that he’d be prepared for the morning ahead. He only ever used this room to crash in when he’d drunk a little too much, or was too exhausted to drive himself home. He lived in a penthouse suite in a luxury apartment building within the center of town. Seeing as he didn’t have any actual work to do, he tended to do whatever took his fancy. There wasn’t anything that kept him interested, not even for a couple of weeks. He tried getting into buying real estate, but that didn’t satisfy him. Buying expensive art held no appeal. Instead, he helped William when he could, visited the club, and either traveled, or did nothing.

Wow.
He’d become a total bum in the world. At least the press no longer followed him around. In his early twenties when he was at the peak of his success, taking over his father’s business, and making it even more successful, he’d been hounded day and night. The women he fucked would sell their stories to the press, and he couldn’t have a life. So, he’d woken up one day, and decided to fuck the press, and to fuck everyone else. The company was all his, and he’d done some serious negotiations so the company would remain whole, but would no longer be his responsibility.

Once the sale of the company had gone through, and he’d taken life as a bad boy, the press had lost interest, leaving him alone. He was no longer someone to be inspired by.

In the years since he’d quit the high life, he’d never found anything as satisfying as feeling Alexa’s tight pussy wrapped around his dick, or her mouth. Chasing after her had given him something more, and he wasn’t about to lose that.