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I throw on the clothes that I must have left out for myself earlier today and race back downstairs to a jam-packedRapture.
Tanner and his A-lister friends are all half-wasted, tugging some black-masked, scantily clad, more-than-willing servers onto their laps as several other performers gyrate for them atop a raised dais.
Once I’ve greeted each of my high-priority guests individually, Tanner makes space for me to join him in the center of the fun. I sit back against the deep purple booth, stretching my arms out on either side of me as both Tanner and his agent, Daryl, talk shit into my ears.
Realizing that my Calvins feel a bit tight, and as such, my groin is starting to feel overheated in there, I shift surreptitiously on the seat, trying to get comfortable.
These are going straight into the motherfucking trash.
I’m only half-listening to the conversation around me until, “Perhaps you’d be interested in allowing us to film Tanner’s upcoming directorial debut here at Rogue?”
My head whips around to Daryl, jaw clenched. “You’re aware that this club is private. Unless you know someone, there’s no getting an ‘in’ here.”
“We’d pay anything—”
“I couldn’t give less of a shit how much money you offer me. The answer now and forever will beno.”
My tone is firm, my words final, and Daryl knows it. “Can’t blame a man for trying.”
I smirk as I call out to a server I recognize to bring another round. “Make sure this one is on the house, Kendra.”
Her eyes widen, and she smiles genuinely before replying with a self-satisfied wink, “Yes,sir.”
As she makes her way to the bar, my eyes are drawn to her ass as I shift about in my too-tight underwear.
Maybe fucking those pouty lips will push the thought of one off-limits little bird out of my head.
“Excuse me, gentlemen.” I rise to stand, shooting the bachelor and his friends a knowing wink as my balls begin to tingle. “Duty calls.”
I follow Kendra to the sound of their catcalls, my feet swiftly catching up with her smaller steps, and the tingle in my balls rises to new heights. “Meet me in my office.”
“Immediately,sir.” Then she drops her tray to the bar, her lips threatening to lift in a smug smile as I turn and stride toward the staff quarters.
I duck behind the door and stop short to inhale a sharp breath. My balls aren’t just tingling now. My entire groin is on fire.
Glancing around the teeming space, I realize I’m closer to the living quarter's elevator than my office, so I make for there, stopping every couple of feet to breathe deeply through the suddenly vicious pain in my dick.
I make it to the biometric scanner in the corridor off of the staff quarters with a frowning Jules spotting me as I place my palm on it.
He stops as I’m about to step onto the elevator. “Everything okay, boss—”
“My cock is on fucking fire. Get out of my damn way!”
His brows hit his hairline as I frantically press the button to close the doors, needing to strip right the fuck now. As soon as I have the privacy of the car, I kick off my shoes and peel my black pants down my legs. The Calvins follow, but the burning doesn’t stop.
“What the actualfuck!”
I stride from the elevator, pants and Calvins bunched up to cover my burning nether regions as I bolt toward the sanctity of my room. My hand is on the door handle when movement from across the hall catches my eye.
Twisting about, I find Wren peeking out through a crack in her door. My face turns thunderous when I realize that she’s clearly lying in wait.
My mind whirs as my groin burns, and I realize my flaming cock is evidentlyherdoing. She’s the only culprit.
“What the fuck did you do to my clothes?”
Her eyes blow wide at my tone, only for her to snort when I wince at the rising fire in my balls. “I thought your Calvins needed some…spicing up!”
She opens the door enough to stand tall in the frame, arching a brow as she looks me up and down. “You’ll remember this moment the next time you’re a jerk to me.”
