Teased (The VIP Room, #1) (26 page)

“
What does it mean?” Carlito asked,
just when the computer flashed the answer.

“
It’s a band,” Vida answered. Briggs
had bragged that Digger provided women to movie and rock
stars.

“
Why would they be crazy enough to
become involved with Briggs?” Colton asked.

“
Maybe they don’t know. Briggs said
that by the time Digger lets them loose, they don’t even try to get
away anymore,” Vida repeated Briggs’s words.

“
Motherfucker, I want to meet this
bastard,” Reverend swore.

“
Do you think that this band has
Sawyer? Digger said whoever had her didn’t want to give her back.
Musicians have security; that might be why Digger couldn’t get her
back.”

“
That makes sense. I think you’re
right. If Ashley told King, this might be where he’s at, trying to
find Sawyer.” Colton speculated.

“
She said he left right after she told
him.” Vida turned off her computer, packing it back in the bag.
Standing up, she saw the men all staring at her.

“
Where do you think you’re going?”
Colton questioned her.

“
They have a concert the day after
tomorrow. I plan to be there.”

“
Okay. Reverend, take Vida back to the
apartment. Vida, pack us enough clothes to last a week. Carlito,
you stay here. I’m going to go see my parole officer, that will
give me a week until I have to report again. You’ll have to run the
shop while I’m gone. I’ll cancel all my appointments until I get
back.”

“
You’re not going with me.” Vida was
determined to put a stop to his plans.

“
Yes, I am. There’s no way you’re
going by yourself. Not only is King probably headed there, but also
Digger. That concert is one big cluster fuck waiting to happen,”
Colton predicted.

“
You’re not going. I won’t take a
chance on you breaking you’re parole. I won’t be the reason you’re
sent back to prison,” Vida argued back.

“
You don’t have a choice. I’m going.
In fact, I’d like it better if you stayed here. Ice can watch over
you until I get back.”

“
Stop it, Colton.” Vida sank back down
in the chair. “Neither of us will go, I’ll call Seth.”

“
After everything you’ve gone through,
you’re going to give up? You stripped on stage to keep her safe,
why would you give up now?”

“
I’m not giving up. I just won’t
jeopardize you going back to jail. I love Sawyer, but I love you,
too.” A sound in the doorway had everyone turning. Tessa stood,
listening to them with the open door in her hand.

“
I need to get my machine, and a few
other things. Is that all right?” Tessa asked. Vida felt her
sympathy stir. Tessa looked like she hadn’t slept since the
argument with Colton.

“
Go ahead, Tessa,” Colton said,
turning his back on her. Tessa didn’t try to talk to the other two
men as she went on back to her room. Vida felt Colton’s gaze on her
the whole time. The door opened again and clients began coming
in.

“
Go to work, Colton. I’ll call Seth as
soon as I get everyone checked in and let him know what’s going on.
The room was bugged that night; they probably are already moving to
get Sawyer back, maybe that’s why Seth hasn’t called
me.”

“
All right, but come to me as soon as
you talk to him.”

“
I will,” Vida agreed.

The men got to work with their appointments.
Tessa came into the lobby, pausing beside the counter. Vida looked
back at her, waiting for the nastiness to spill out of her.

“
I’m sorry for the other day,” Tessa
said.

Shocked was an understatement to what Vida
felt when she heard Tessa’s words.

“
I understand, Tessa. I don’t think I
would take it well if I lost Colton, either.”

“
I lost Colton because I couldn’t
admit I had a problem. I went to rehab, went through all the steps,
yet I never apologized to Colton and he was the one I hurt the
most.”

“
It’s not too late, Tessa.”

“
Yes, it is.” Vida watched as Tessa
walked out the front door, not taking the opportunity to go back
and apologize to Colton. Vida had hoped that Tessa would try to
make amends, but she had been wrong.

Vida kept trying to get Seth on the phone,
using the number he’d given her. His message box was full. She was
beginning to get angry with him. The least he could do was keep her
informed after what she had done.

Determined to get in touch with him, she
called the FBI’s main office for the State of Texas. It took
several phone calls and being redirected several times before she
was connected to a nearby office. in which Seth had been
assigned.

“
Hello?” Vida had asked for Seth and
had met silence on the other end. “Hello? Are you still
there?”

“
Yes, Ms.--. I’m afraid I have some
bad news about your friend. Seth Redman was killed on duty. I’m
afraid that’s all the information that can be released at this
time.”

Vida disconnected the call, sitting
stunned.

“
Are you all right?” Carlito asked,
picking up the appointment book.

“
Yes.” Vida cleared her throat. “I
need some coffee and some food. I’m going to go across the street.
I’ll be back in a little while.”

“
Cool, I don’t have another customer
for an hour. Take your time.”

“
Thanks.” Vida packed up her computer,
placing it into her backpack.

Carlito waved to her as she left, already
texting his girlfriend, which was his favorite pastime when he
wasn’t working.

Vida crossed the street in front of the
tattoo shop, went in front of the coffee shop and then kept
walking. Around the corner, she called a taxi. Vida waited
anxiously for five minutes for it to arrive. Finally, the cab
pulled up and Vida climbed in, giving Colton’s address.

It took another agonizing ten minutes for
the cab to get to Colton’s apartment. Carlito hadn’t even noticed
when she had picked up Colton’s keys. He was going to be furious
when he realized she had the bike and apartment keys. It wouldn’t
take a genius to figure out where she was headed, but she planned
to call him as soon as possible and beg him not to follow.

Thankfully, all her clothes were clean. She
shoved everything into the small case she had. Picking up her
backpack, she was in the bedroom when she heard the front door
open. Freezing in place by the bed, she watched the bedroom
door.

Colton entered the bedroom, furious. Vida
knew she was busted trying to leave town without him and he was mad
as hell at her.

“
What the hell were you thinking?” he
yelled at her.

He walked towards her, stopping by the bed
when he saw her clothes packed in the case. Angrily, he picked the
suitcase up and threw it across the room. The backpack was next,
and she could tell from his face it was going to meet the same fate
as her suitcase.

“
Don’t you dare throw that backpack.
It has my computer that I had to save for three semester’s to buy
used.”

Colton gently tossed the backpack onto the
floor by the bed.

Vida couldn’t help the giggle that escaped
her. Colton might have saved her computer, but he was still furious
with her. Picking her up, he tossed her onto the mattress, coming
down on top of her before she could scramble off.

“
I can’t let you violate your parole,
Colton. Let me handle it, please. It’s my problem, not yours. You
got dragged into this whole mess because of King.”

“
Baby, calm down. We’re going back to
my original plan. After I see my parole officer, he won’t expect me
for another week. We’ll be back by then.”

“
What if you get pulled over by the
police or there’s trouble and they run your license? Anything could
go wrong. I won’t take that chance.”

“
You don’t have a choice.” Colton
ignored her arguing.

“
You’ll hate me if you get caught,”
Vida protested.

“
I couldn’t hate you, Vida. You’re
fierce in your loyalty to Sawyer, and you’ve worked hard for your
degree to get what you want out of life. I understand that both are
important to you. I’m not going to let you leave to find Sawyer on
your own. When we find Sawyer then we’ll decide what’s next, but
whatever it is, it doesn’t mean I’m going to let you leave without
me.”

“
I don’t want to leave you, either. I
even applied for jobs in Queen City and I’ve wanted to leave all my
life. But I want to stay because of you.”

“
I can start a tattoo shop anywhere,
Vida. I don’t even have to tattoo. I have plenty of money saved up;
I’ve lived real tight the last few years,” he said with a twisted
smile. “We can go anywhere you want, for as long as you want. The
only thing I need is you, nothing else matters.”

“
I don’t mind Queen City so much
anymore, and all your friends are here. Sawyer is my only friend
and the fun of leaving was to have that experience with her.” Vida
couldn’t keep the sadness out of her voice.

“
Were going to get her back, I
promise.” Vida pulled him to her, kissing him for promising
something he had no control over.

“
Did you mean what you said in the
shop this morning?” he asked, staring into her eyes.

“
No,” Vida lied, lowering her eyes so
he couldn’t see the answer she wasn’t able to hide.

“
Baby…”

“
Yes, I meant it.” Vida buried her
face in his shoulder, embarrassed.

“
I love you, too. I did from the
moment I saw you on stage. I thought I had died and gone to
Heaven.”

Vida hit at his shoulder. Well aware that
the first time he had seen her, she was stripping.

“
The first time you saw me I was
naked.”

“
Yes, you were. I saw…” Colton kissed
her as his hands went under her t-shirt, pushing it up over her
breasts. Unsnapping her bra, he sucked a nipple into his mouth,
pressing it hard between his lips until Vida’s hand went to his
long hair and she began twisting underneath him. Switching to the
other breast he unexpectedly used his piercing to rub the tip. It
hardened into a perfect pink bud. “…these pretty pink
nipples.”

He got up from the bed and then, reaching
down, he unsnapped her jeans, tugging them and her panties off in
one movement. Cupping her behind the knees, he pulled her towards
the end of the bed. “This pretty, wet pussy… was all I could think
about for days after I saw your show.”

“
I could tell,” Vida said wryly,
remembering how many women had shared his bed when he first got out
of prison.

“
Their nipples weren’t as pink as
yours.” Leaning over her, he took a nipple between his fingertips,
pinching and twisting gently until Vida’s hips squirmed on the bed.
Letting it go, he reached for the other nipple, playing with it
until Vida started rubbing herself against the front of him. His
cock lengthened behind his unbuttoned jeans.

Releasing her nipple, he straightened once
again.

“
Their pussies weren’t as tight as
yours.” Colton thrust a finger into her already wet pussy. Vida’s
hips thrust back needing to feel him thick and full inside of her.
He was only giving her touches to drive her passion
higher.

“
Colton, I need you,” Vida
whimpered.

“
They damn sure didn’t taste like
you.” Vida whimpered again, knowing what was next. Colton raised
her up to his mouth. The only part of her left on the bed was the
back of her head.

Colton wrapped her calves around his
shoulder and went down on her already wet clit, his tongue laving,
wringing moans from her as he drove her mindlessly into a climax
which he let her ride out on his tongue. She hadn’t stopped shaking
when he lowered her hips back to the mattress. Spreading her thighs
wider, he notched his cock at her entrance.

“
Fuck me. Please, just fuck me,” Vida
begged him unashamedly.

Colton slid his cock in her wet heat before
thrusting fully inside. Vida arched as he slid deeper, moving in an
out in a slow rhythm that had her thrusting back, trying to get him
to go faster.

“
Harder. I need it harder,” Vida
begged.

Colton used his palm to pull back her mound
until her clit rested on his cock.

“
Baby, I’m always going to give you
what you ask for.” He thrust high and hard within her, holding her
shoulders to the bed. Each thrust rubbed her clit, sending shards
of pleasure inside of her that were so intense that she was unable
to hold back the climax storming her body. Her wildly bucking hips
had him lowering his body over hers as his thrusts became harder,
capturing and sharing the same orgasm which became as primal as it
was loving. He gave her the essence of himself with a final thrust,
committing his body and soul as she gave hers in return.

“
That was beautiful,” Vida whispered,
unable to stop clinging to him.

“
That was how I felt when I first saw
you...” Colton said, not wanting her to let him go.

Chapter 20

Vida stood nervously by Colton as he knocked
on his parole officer’s door. Colton opened the door when the voice
told him to come inside. She had wanted to wait outside, but Colton
had refused to let her leave his side. Giving in, she now found
herself under the scrutiny of a large man behind a desk. If his
hair hadn’t been black and long, worn in a ponytail, he would have
been a ringer for Santa. However, the man sitting behind the desk
had anything other than a jolly look on his ruddy face.