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“I just asked that, Gideon. What room is Troy Antonio in?”
“Don’t start being rude, I’m helping you.” Yusuf breathed a laugh as he listened to the both of us. Should we really fight here now?
“He’s in room 57,” Yusuf said and Gideon scoffed.
Damn, that horny old douchebag. He requested for me first?
“Later you say you’re not fucking her.” I pressed on the mute button of my interlink as I made my way to the guard to take me to room 57.
I sighed. I was about to meet an Antonio again after ten years. Well I did meet one before, but he wasn’t an Antonio when I met him. Apparently he was ‘Dee.’ I scoffed.
That stupid boy with a stupid pretty face in a stupid family.
The guard guided me down the hallway to room 57 and as we got to the door, he faced me.
“Here you go, Blue. Remember it’s a two hour session, I’m coming to get you in exactly two hours.” I nodded and he left.
Exhaling, I opened the room to be met with darkness. As I shut the door behind me, the timer started. I turned on the bulb and a soft red light lightened up the room. Not too bright, but enough to see Troy sitting on the bed and smoking a cigar. He had a couple of drinks at the hall, so I was sure he was either drunk or almost drunk. Just definitely not sober.
He didn’t have the green mask on anymore, so I took in his face. He hadn’t changed much, his face was still fresh in my memory. Then how come Jayden had changed so much that I couldn’t recognize him?
According to Jayden, their mom had light brown eyes, while their dad had dark brown eyes. Troy, Raphael and Jayden inherited their mom’s eyes, while Sam, Rick and Daniel took their dad’s.
Among all of them, only Jayden had sparks in his eyes and that was why his eyes drew me in, even at the club. I was just too dumb to notice that.
Or horny.
“Hey bitch.” He waved, with a wide grin on his face and I bowed. “You’re even prettier from up close.” I smiled at him and he spread his legs, sitting more comfortably. “Well, get to work.”
A slow instrumental started to play and he dropped his cigar into an ashtray. From the corner of my eyes, I searched around to see anything I might need to make note of.
I walked closer to him as my heels echoed in the room, I swayed my waist to the hum and squatted. He was hard already, must have been replaying the show in his head before I came in.
I trailed my fingers down his face. He shut his eyes and sighed dreamily. “That was a great show back there, you were really staring at me.”
I rolled my eyes, of course his male ego wanted to hear me say it. “Yes Sir, I was really attracted to you,” I whispered in his ears and he groaned. “Were you attracted to me too?”
“Yeah,” he breathed out as I continued to caress his face. “Yeah I was.”
“Good to know.” I placed my hand on his chest and swayed my hips to the rhythm. I slid my hand down his body and his muscles flexed under my touch. I let my hand tug on his belt, bringing him closer to me and I ran my lips down his jaw. I smirked when I felt him shiver against me.
“Wow, you are so good with your hands,” he sighed out shakily. I hadn’t even done anything yet, but he was so sensitive that one wrong move could make him come. But he wouldn’t be coming tonight, so I had to be very careful of where I put my hands. “I want to touch you too,” he rasped.
I gently grabbed his neck and brought his face closer to mine, but I flinched as my cheeks flushed and my eyes darkened. The last time he was this close to me was when he forced himself on me for several nights and even twice in the day when he snuck to the room to have his way with me, my mother tied and helpless.
I guessed he enjoyed it way too much.
He choked and I realized that I had tightened my hand around his neck as I went down memory lane. To pacify the situation, I licked his lower lip. “What do you want to do to me, Sir? Tell me all your fantasies,” I slurred as I felt his breath on my face. I almost spat at him. He disgusted me.
He chuckled. “Oh trust me girl, since I saw you on that stage, I wanted to rip that beautiful dress off you and fuck you hard right there in front of everyone…” I faked a moan in his ears. “I want to fill every hole in your body with my dick and fingers, and I want to hear you scream my name.”
“Oh you will do that and even more.” No, he wouldn’t.
“Really?”
“Really.” I nodded and he breathed a laugh, beaming happily like a child being promised candies as he tried to unbuckle his belt. “Then suck me off first.”
I placed my hand on his to stop him. “You don’t have to rush, you have me all night.”