Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend (19 page)

I brought my lips up to the hard shaft and taking a deep breath, I glided my tongue over the veiny head. He tasted all male masculinity and salt. A spurt of liquid seeped out of the slit and I wrapped my mouth over the head and swirled my tongue over him and a harsh sound came from Dax’s lips.

“Jesus…fuck, your mouth feels amazing.”

I only just begun and hearing that escape from between his teeth gave me a surge of power I didn’t have before. I took him deeper in of my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. Unlike chicks I’ve read in books, I definitely had a gag reflex. I started pulling away when I heard Dax hiss out, “Yes, like that. That’s it. Suck it deep, baby. Love hitting that throat with my dick.”

It gave me pleasure to hear that and I felt my panties dampen with my juices. I began tonguing him in earnest, and taking deep breaths, I took him as much as I could, hitting my throat in quick repetition. I slipped my hand off of him to skim under my own pajama bottoms and panties until my fingers felt the slick wetness of my entrance. I started circling my hole and the heel of my palm massaged my swollen aroused clit. My other hand wrapped around his penis and I pumped him into my mouth. Then I took my mouth off and licked my way down until I had sucked one of his testicles into my mouth.

That, I read, men liked a lot. I wanted to give him maximum pleasure. I pumped my hand over his sex in rhythm with the hand between my legs.

“Fuck. I can’t take much more, Scarlet.”

I smiled to myself and I began nibbling and sucking on the heavy sac, then back up until I reached the pulsing tip of his sex. I placed a gentle kiss to it and as I was shifting my mouth over him once more, he moved like lightning.

His hands went under my arms, and he lifted me like a doll until I sat on his desk. With one hand he swept all his papers, files, and supplies off the table. He picked up his lap top and put it on the ottoman by the chair. Turning back to me, his eyes blazed with unspent fire and lust. It was becoming uncontrolled and his hands went to the hem of my camisole. With both hands he rendered it through the middle, the ripped material hanging to the sides and his mouth fastened on a swollen nipple.

He sucked it hard into his mouth, making me cry out in pain and pleasure. My head fell back and my hands grasped onto his arms as if he was the only thing propping me up. I loved how a single touch from him could shoot sparks down my body and my vagina pool with moisture.

He bit just a little harder before popping off.

“Your tits taste so fucking good. I could play with them all fucking day.”

His hands went to my bottoms, and not needing me to lift he rushed them down my legs. One hand reached under my hair and cupped the back of my neck. He brought himself up against me as his other hand cupped my vagina. His mouth sucked and licked a path up my chest, and neck until I felt his warm breath by my ear.

“Damn, I loved how sucking my dick makes this pussy so fucking hot and wet for me. Just feel all that honey coating my hand. You love getting wet for me, don’t you, baby? Loved the feel of your throat against my cock. I’ll teach you how to deep throat my dick, I promise, Pixie.”

I couldn’t do anything but nod as he shoved two fingers into my sopping wet entrance. Mimicking sex and my body was fluttering, aching for relief. My eyes closed with the sweet, torturous pleasure he was giving me. My flesh became pliant under his ministrations. I knew my skin was flushed with desire.

“You need me, Pixie? Does this pussy ache for my cock to fill it up?”

I nodded my head yes. I couldn’t speak. I was so mesmerized with how adept he was at making my body writhe against his hand.

“Say it.”

My eyes snapped open and locked onto his.

“What?”

“Tell me how much your pussy needs me. Tell me how it wants to suck my dick deep inside.”

“I-

That was too explicit for me. I’ve never said that word before. Hearing him say it was hot and sexy but hearing it from my own lips was something different.

“Scarlet?”

My face flushed from his demands, I looked into his crystal blue eyes. I saw understanding, lust and…love.

“No judgments. I love hearing how much you need me. Trust me. You’ll like it. I’ll fucking love how you talk about this sweet, wet pussy needing me.”

Just say it, Scarlet.

Okay.

Here it goes.

“My pussy needs you, Declan. It wants to take your…dick, deep inside. All the way until you hit my spot. I want you to fuck my pussy deep and hard. Take my pussy, Dax. It’s yours.”

He growled as his lips slammed home. His tongue started mating with mine. His hands met my hips, bringing my body to the edge. After sucking my bottom lip in his mouth, he let go.

“Lay with your back on the desk.”

I hissed as my heated body met the cool desk and his hands brought my ass over the edge. I slapped my hands down so I wouldn’t fall.

“I got you, Scarlet. I always got you, baby. Trust me and relax.”

“I trust you.”

“Good.”

He brought a hand over my entrance, testing my wetness and I swear it was like a dam ready to burst, I felt so wet. Then with both hands on my hips, he guided them until it lined up with his penis.

I felt his cock bob against my entrance, coating itself with my lubricant and then with one full surge, Dax rammed home.

I cried out in pleasure, and he began pounding into me.

“Talk dirty to me, Pixie. Tell me how good I’m making this pussy feel.”

“You’re-oh, my God. Declan. Yes. That feels so good. I don’t know how to talk sexy, Dec.”

“Scarlet, you can pretty much say anything and it’ll sound sexy and naughty right now. Just hearing you say the words pussy, dick and fuck in the same paragraph will have me unloading my cum so far up this pussy it’ll probably shoot you right off of me.”

“Oh, my God! You are so….ooohh. Dax. You make my pussy feel so good. Hit that spot, Declan. Fuck me hard. Please.”

“Only because you asked so nicely.”

He lifted my legs until they laid against one of his shoulders. This angle closed my legs tight around him and I felt him shunting deep. One hand staid my legs and the other wrapped around my thighs, pulling me into him and he pumped up into me.

“Love you, Scarlet. You are so fucking beautiful. So perfect with your breasts bouncing, skin flushed with need and your eyes glazed with pleasure. Take it, baby. Take it all. You sucked my dick like your mouth was greedy and hungry. Let me fuck this pussy until you take every last drop of cum out of my cock.”

“Don’t stop, Declan. Your dick is fucking my pussy so good. I’m so close.”

“That’s it, baby. Those three words are so fucking hot spilling from your lips. I love taking this pussy. All mine. Come on my cock, Scarlet. Let me feel that sweet cunt spilling your juices all over me.

When he said that word to me, it was so wicked sexy. I couldn’t help the moans that escaped from my lips and I felt my core building. My feet found each other on the back of his neck and he placed both hands on my hips and pounded into me with swift, hard strokes. My vagina already felt close to the brink.

“Let go, Scarlet. I’m about to come. God! Love the feel of you bare. Only you. Never have you any other way. I love making you feel so fucking good. Mine. My pussy. Come, Scarlet.”

And I did. I came hard and I screamed out his name as my body released the build-up that had crested to higher heights.

“That’s it, Scarlet. Pour that liquid fire over my dick. This hot body knows who it belongs to. Fucking beautiful and all mine.”

Then I felt his release shoot inside me.

“Take it all, baby. Take my cum inside this tight, little pussy. Yeah, baby. Take every last drop.”

Warm liquid jetted inside and it was like my body spasmed all over again. My fingers scaled down his arms and he hissed and growled, his fingers digging hard into my ass.

I was completely spent. Boiled over and over come. I loved how he made my skin burn and my body languid.

“I’ve turned you into a little nympho, haven’t I?”

I laughed at that. I shook my head because I didn’t think he did. I just…

“I just needed you.”

“Good. Because I’m pretty damn sure I’ll always need you right back.”

Dax

Scarlet left for work about an hour ago and I went to get some work done. Ever since the funeral and seeing Big D, it made me suspicious of what that old fucker was up to. No good, no doubt about that. And what the hell was Scarlet’s mother doing with him? That shit’s been weighing on my mind. I can’t have Scarlet near either one of them. They were trouble. And not the sexy, fun-loving, happy trouble.

The Sons of Dixon were hardened criminals. Narcotics, prostitution, arms trafficking. They had their dirty-ass hands in a lot of shit. No way could I prove it, but I heard shit when my father talked to his father behind the lounge’s office doors. That’s why I stayed away from that bullshit. The MC had jagged-ass puzzle pieces and I wasn’t going to try and put them together. If Big D ever thought I’d ever turn over to the MC, that fucker had another thing coming.

I was going over Saints financial profits for the month when I noticed they increased the head-pay from twenty to fifty. I didn’t have those printouts. Great. I hate going during work hours. Maybe if I slipped through the back, no bitches will see me. I can’t stand it when they try and manhandle me.

Belle was the worst. She was the lead dancer and she wanted to get in my pants more than any woman I’ve ever seen.

I left and made my way towards the lounge. When I pulled up through the parking lot, it was packed. I’ve never noticed it ever being so busy before. Great news of course, but Danny only mentioned having a new girl. I wondered what the hell was going on.

I walked in through the back entrance and made my way to the office. Danny was at her desk.

“Danny, I need the print out for this month.”

“Of course.”

Sebastian walked in looking frustrated.

“One of our regulars wants Diamonds to give him a private dance.”

“It’s not her turn.”

“I told him that and he’s willing to pay six grand for her.”

Whoa. That was a lot for just one girl. The rate for a private dance was only fifteen hundred plus whatever tip is left for the girl.

Looking at Danny, she was just as shocked as I was.

“Okay. Tell Diamonds she’s up.”

Sebastian left and I sat down in front of my mother.

“New girl sure is bringing in some business. I thought she wasn’t what you wanted.”

“Well, Dax, she’s not. Not really. But she has proved herself a valuable asset. She has an amazing voice and she’s been rapidly gaining an audience. I tried getting her to work more nights, but she says she has another job.”

“I’m sure if you put your mind to it you could get her to work just here.”

“I’m sure I could if the incentive was good enough. She’s just a down to earth, girl-next-door type.”

“For shame. Please, fire her already.”

“Declan, sarcasm doesn’t become you. I meant she’s so innocent. I bet she’s a virgin. Even given her age, she just seems so naïve. Which is probably why the men have toddlers in their pants trying to get to her. This isn’t the first time someone wanted a private dance from her. No one’s ever wanted to pay that much green to have her.”

“Well, it’s good for business then. I need the print out and I’ll head on out.”

She did what I asked her and I made my way out of the office. I turned a corner and heard Belle bitching to Sebastian.

Ugh.

I did not want to deal with that bitch right now. I hurried to turn and go out another way when I heard her call out my name.

FML.

“Hello, Belle.”

She had repeatedly asked me to say her full name. As if that was going to make her interesting to me. She hated when I called her Belle. I did everything I could to discourage her but sometimes, she was just so persistent.

“Could you tell Danny it isn’t her turn yet? I was next in line. Her name starts with an S.”

“I thought you all went by your stage names. Hers is Diamonds, isn’t it?”

She started huffing and practically puffing like a fucking wolf to a straw house.

“She wasn’t called Diamonds until recently when she saved Danny’s ass-

“Only because you-

“Sebastian. Fair is fair. Isn’t that Danny’s rule? Besides, Scarlet is such a kiss-ass.”

“Whoa. What name did you just say?”

No fucking way. She had to have said a different name.

They both looked at me with surprise.

“Scarlet. Starts with S. She isn’t up yet.”

“What does this Scarlet look like?”

“Like a fa-

“Shut the fuck up, Annabelle. Sebastian. What does Scarlet look like?”

“Curvy, long blonde hair, short-

“What room?”

“Why do you wanna know? She already started. Ever since she sang, men want in that bitch’s pants like her pussy is made out of gold or something.”

All I saw was red. I marched right up to Belle and got within inches of her face. God she really was ugly. My hands were dangerously close to squeezing the life out of this scrawny bitch’s neck.

“I wouldn’t continue speaking you malicious, dirty cunt.” I turned to Sebastian once more. “Which. Fucking. Room?”

“Seven.”

He knew I wasn’t playing. I never let my emotions show. I could usually mask any anger I had easily. Where Scarlet was concerned? Not fucking happening. Ever. As I learned with that douche bag bartender she worked with.

I shoved my way passed them and the room concierge we had at the end of the hall to make sure the clients paid and the girls had whatever they needed, scurried to the wall when she saw the look on my face. I’m pretty sure I looked scary as fuck.

Exactly the look I was going for.

I pounded on the door and when I found it locked, it only made me angrier.

They weren’t supposed to lock the door. Why we had locks on the damn doors I couldn’t tell you, but come morning that shit was going to get fixed.

When I pounded on the door again, and again, no response, I couldn’t take it. I backed up to the opposite wall, took a deep breath and forcibly rammed my shoulder into the door. Which, thank fuck, gave way.

“Get your mitts off me!”

Hell, no. Scarlet was backed into a corner. This guy was dead. I ran over and yanked him back and I hooked a right fist into his face.

“Dax?”

I didn’t hear anything except the sounds of me beating the shit out this douche bag.

I felt a soft hand on my shoulder, but I shrugged it off.

How dare this mother fucker try and touch what was mine?

“Declan Dax Dixon. You stop right now.”

I faintly heard my mother’s voice in the background but I was unstoppable. This mother fucker put his hands on my girl. I wasn’t going to let this piece of shit get out of here unscathed.

“Declan. Please. He’s had enough. I’m okay.”

Her voice stilled the oncoming fist to this guy.

I shoved the guy to one of our enforcers.

“He was about to rape her. His membership is revoked as of this moment.” My mother, Sebastian, and some of the girls had barged in, looking at me like I had lost my mind. I turned to Scarlet. She was the only one I wanted to see. How could? What. The. Fuck? Her top was torn down the middle.

Just as I turned back to the guy Scarlet whispered, “He only tore my top. That’s all. I’m okay.”

“How the fuck are you working here? And why didn’t you fucking tell me?”

“Because of this reason. You would totally turn caveman. I love singing and dancing. You know that.”

“You’re the new girl. Diamonds.”

“How are you even here Dax?”

“Danny is my mother.”

Scarlet’s eyes bulged and she paled. Serves her right. Fuck. How could I not have known?

“I would’ve told you. You just seemed really unapproachable. Ever since the funeral and your grandfather showing up-

“Stop right there.”

She did as she was told and I could see her eyes start to water.

“Don’t you try to use your tears on me. You should have told me. I mean-what the fuck, Scarlet? Do you still not trust me?”

“No! It’s not that. I do. Can’t we talk about this in private?”

“Ha. No. I’m done.”

“Done?”

“You have the keys to the house.”

I was too angry right now. I was going to say something I was going to regret. I just knew I would. I needed out of there and fast. I turned and stalked my way back to Danny and Sebastian. “She doesn’t do private dances. She may sing and perform with the other girls as long as the songs aren’t where she wears something slutty. Understand?”

Both Danny and Sebastian nodded.

“Alright, Dax. Go.”

I shoved passed them and was almost to the end of the hallway when I heard Scarlet’s sob ring out. I stopped, desperately wanting to hurry back to her and get her out of this place and I should have. I should turn right back around and haul her pretty, little, lying ass out of here. But I did know her love of singing and dancing. This meant something to her. But no way was I going to allow her to do anything private for anyone except for me.

I needed to get a handle on my anger. I really wanted to go find that guy and make sure he never showed his face ever again. Like the bottom of a river never again.

I growled and punched the nearest wall. I heard something crack in my hand, but I didn’t give a damn. I needed out of here. Like now.