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“What time are you getting… off?”
Between the low purr of her voice and her eyes lowering to my dick, it hardened instantly.
“I’m not an employee; I’m the boss. I don’t have a set schedule, Penny.”
“Then you can come in and join me for the evening.”
She casually loosened the belt on her robe, causing my eyes to scan her frame again. As beautiful as Penny was, I’d never take it there with her. Even though only sex had been between her and Kahlil, I would never entertain someone he’d been intimate with. Penny had been trying to make something happen between us ever since Kahlil started seeing Honey. I had enough sexual and spiritual discipline to not sleep with every woman who made my dick hard. That was necessary for the business I was in.
“I can’t, but I’m sure there are several men on the second level that would love to spend the evening with you.”
Leaning against the door, Penny pouted slightly. Her hand went to my belt buckle, and I allowed her to pull me closer. She smelled good as hell—like coconuts and honey. Unable to resist, I licked my lips as my mouth watered.
“Sanchez no longer wants to play with me. I want you to be my new friend.”
Her hand lowered, and she kept her eyes locked with mine as she squeezed my dick.
“Penny,” I called calmly, keeping my voice as steady as possible. If she felt she was breaking me down, she’d continue to try. I knew Kahlil wouldn’t care if we had sex, but I had too much integrity to do something like that. “You’re going to force me to go to the second level and give another woman this dick if you keep playing with it. Is that what you want?” Her lips parted when I cupped her cheek and lowered my hand to her neck. Gripping it with soft pressure, I pulled her closer. “Do you want images of me fucking someone else in your mind while you play with your pussy?”
Penny’s eyes fluttered. “You don’t fight fair.”
Chuckling, I released her as she smiled.
“Have a good evening, Penny.”
As I walked away, she smacked my ass. I paused and shook my head with a chuckle before continuing down the hall. As crazy as Penny was, running into her was often the highlight of my day. People like her confirmed going into business two years ago was the right decision. I was nervous about how my image would be perceived when I was finally able to bring it to fruition, but the support had been overwhelming thus far.
To some, my multi-level establishment was a den of sin. To others, it was an adult paradise.
The first level of The Thompson Tower was a lounge where I hosted different themed events every weekend. The second level was a sex club. It had a bar, toys, and machines, and there was a heavy BDSM presence, but it was created for adults to have safe, fun, discreet sex. The third level had rooms for my sex club members to rent for private affairs, though there were rooms lining the club on the second level.
The fourth level had regular hotel rooms for guests who weren’t members of the sex club. The fifth level had a gym, pool, and small convenience store. And the top level had three penthouse suites, including mine. I had a rooftop deck with a bar that was open to the public as well that would close later this season.
My establishment was a multi-million-dollar investment that was funded by the Black Mayhem Mafia, and I was grateful for their help. Without them, it would have taken me years of saving and investing before I was able to come up with half of what I’d need to build in order to get the other half as a loan from a bank.
I was proud of what I had established and was sure The Thompson Tower was the first of many businesses like it. It took so much of my time and energy to get it off the ground that I didn’t plan to open a second location anytime soon, but I wanted to set up shop in all the major cities of the USA and eventually take my vision international.
As I made my way onto the elevator, I headed up to my suite instead of going back down to my office. Penny had my dick hard, and I would need to handle that before I saw to any more business. The whole time I rode the elevator, I smiled. My life was perfect. Both of my parents were alive and well, my sister was healthy and happy, and I had a crew of loyal friends I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world.
Money flowed to me in abundance because I blessed others freely and managed it well, and I was literally doing what I loved every day at the Tower and with my haberdashery store. The only thing that would make my life better at this point was having a wife and one or two mini-Hoseas running around, but I was in no rush for either of those, if I got to that point at all. It would be easier for me to have kids than a wife because I’d have to trust a woman enough to date her and set myself up for love.
Mariah made it difficult for me to want to open up to a woman these days. Things were good between us until I told her I loved her. The next day… she left. Mariah had spent our entire relationship convincing me I was safe with her. Safe enough to be open and communicate. Safe enough to let my guards down and be softer with her than I’d been with anyone else. The moment I trusted her to rest fully in that, she left.
It had taken almost a year for me to repair the damage her leaving had done to my heart, though I knew it would never be the same. Like shattered glass, it didn’t matter how well I could put the pieces of my heart back together, it would be forever cracked and changed.
That truth had my smile fading as I stepped off the hall and headed down to my suite.
My dick was softening too.
Three
Cartier
“You want me to come home and beat him up?” I giggled at the sound of Saint’s suggestion, but I knew my big brother was about that life. If I told him yes, he would catch a flight with no hesitation. We might not have grown up together, but we were so close, it felt like we had. Saint was the best part of my life, my favorite person, and I wouldn’t change that for anything in this world. “Why you laughing? You know I’m serious.”
“I know, that’s why I’m laughing.”
Speaking to Saint was the pick-me-up I needed after randomly breaking things off with Raven. After we had sex, I got ready for work, and he left. I was supposed to be at the bar tonight, but Saint told me to take the night off and get my mental together. After my wine and FaceTime session with my best friend, Haley, I planned to read my bible and journal. Hopefully by morning, I would release the confusion that had been filling me.
