26. Liam

26

LIAM

W hy did Val’s statement feel like a punch to the gut? Even though he said he wouldn’t be at the club, I knew I’d be looking for him when I was on stage. It had become a habit.

“If you need anything, talk to Vito or Trevor. I know Trevor is…gruff, but he will help you. I’ll see you when I’m back. Our agreement still stands.”

The hard look he gave me made me shiver. What would he do to me if I took other private clients while he was gone? I knew I wouldn’t though. I didn’t want anyone but him to touch me. I was such a fucking fool. Now I wouldn’t be making any extra money for the next few weeks. I wanted to ask Val where he was going, but I didn’t want him to know how curious I was. “I’ve never met Vito. How am I supposed to know who he is?”

“Trust me, when you see him, you’ll know he’s my brother.”

When I walked into work the next day, I saw how true that statement was.

There was a man leaning against the bar. At first, I thought it was Val. Then I registered that this man was shorter, his shoulders thicker, but Val had been right, there was no question they were brothers.

Tyler waved at me, then leaned toward Vito and said something. Vito stood and walked my way. When we were a few feet apart, he held out his hand. “I’m Vito Marchesi. Val told me to keep an eye on you this week.”

His smile was different from Val’s but just as seductive. While Val’s gave off a hint of malice and the desire for something dirty, Vito’s smile was open, relaxed, charming.

“I won’t cause you any trouble. I’ll dance my sets, then head home.”

Vito’s smile widened. “I’m not worried about you causing trouble, but I’m going to make sure no one bothers you. If you have any issues with customers or employees, tell me immediately. We don’t want a repeat of last night’s little problem.” Vito might appear easy-going, but I saw the predator in his eyes as he spoke.

I nodded and hoped I could talk without my voice shaking. “Right. I don’t want that.”

“I’ll have someone walk you to your car each night until we’re sure it was an isolated incident. I promised Val I’d keep you safe, and that’s what I’m going to do.”

I really wanted to know where Val was. “Thank you.”

“Check in with me when you’re ready to leave tonight. If I’m not around, talk to Tyler or Trevor. Don’t trust anyone else.”

I wondered why they hired people they didn’t trust, but I wasn’t going to question him. “I will.”

I wanted to resent Val ordering him to watch me, but I had to admit I felt better knowing someone was making sure I didn’t have any other stalkers. I didn’t want to be involved in any more murders, but I also wanted to be safe walking to my car when I got off work.

What had happened the night before had me shaken. I hadn’t wanted to come in today at all, but it wasn’t like I had a choice. I had to keep working as much as I could.

The next few weeks passed uneventfully. I didn’t have any more parking lot encounters or even anyone trying cop a feel as I walked through the crowd. Vito’s hulking presence by the side of the stage probably had something to do with that. I wasn’t sure if Val had told him to watch me that closely or if he was just taking his job seriously.

Despite Val’s absence, the other dancers were just as standoffish to me. They still saw me as his pet, and I supposed that’s what I was because I wasn’t going to walk away from our deal, no matter what I’d insinuated the night before. At least I enjoyed being with Val, and he did take care of me, even if every time he touched me I fell a little more under his spell.

The generator he’d bought had been a lifesaver, possibly literally. It was still hot as hell in the storage unit whenever I returned there after my shifts, but at least I knew that once the generator-powered fan had a chance to get going, it would cool the place down enough that I could actually sleep.

As the days passed, I missed Val more and more. I dreamed of him, thought of him every moment as I danced, and when I woke up with morning wood, he was the only thing I thought of as a jerked myself off.

I received my pay stub and a loan receipt on Saturdays. The Marchesis were serious about record-keeping, though I doubted the government saw the records I did. After the first week Val was gone, there was far more deducted from my debt than my salary plus the tips I’d asked Vito to put in the safe.

Val hadn’t come to see me, but he was paying for my services like he’d been there every night. I should insist he take the money back, but I didn’t have the strength to protest his gift.

A few days later, I was walking to my car in the parking lot with Vito watching me from the door. I jumped when someone in an SUV lowered their window. My breath whooshed out as I saw Val leaning toward me.

“Get in,” he ordered, reaching out and opening the passenger door.

I stared at him for a moment.

“Now, baby. I don’t feel like waiting.”

I did as he said, glancing back and waving at Vito. He nodded to Val and stepped back inside.

Val’s SUV was huge. I sank deep into the luxurious leather seat. I would never have noticed him in this vehicle. I’d only seen him drive his Corvette. “Are you going to be working here again?”

“No, I came back to see you. I’ve parked where the cameras won’t pick up anything we do here.”

“Why tonight?”

He smiled. “I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to see you, to touch you, to fuck you again.”

Before I could respond, Val grabbed me and dragged me over the console as he slid his seat back so I could straddle him.

He cupped my face, pulling me toward him, and this time, he did kiss me. It was better than any fairytale. At first, he barely brushed his lips across mine. I shivered with anticipation as he licked at my lips, then kissed me gently. I could barely feel the pressure of his lips.

“Val.” I needed more. I needed the wildness he always showed me. He held back, kissing me softly, letting urgency build until butterflies raced in my stomach. Finally, he deepened the kiss, and I kissed him back just as desperately. He growled and gripped me tighter as the kiss turned hard and rough the way I knew it would. I opened for him, inviting his tongue into my mouth, loving the hot feel of him stroking me with it.

When he finally broke the kiss, he brushed his thumbs over my cheekbones. I couldn’t see well with only the streetlights illuminating the parking lot, but I could feel the intensity of his gaze and the heavy tension between us.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered as he leaned in to kiss my neck.

I had to swallow before I could respond. “I’ve missed you, too.”

“How has your week been? Have you been behaving?”

“Vito would’ve told you if I hadn’t.”

He chuckled. “True. But I want to hear it from you.”

“I’ve been good. I’ve done nothing but dance. No lap dances. No private clients. No letting anyone touch me. Most nights I went straight to the dressing room after my sets instead of walking into the crowd. I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Now you’re going to get me.”

“Here?” I didn’t know why I was questioning it. I could feel his hardness pressing into me, and I knew he wouldn’t hesitate to have me wherever he wanted.

“Yes.” He reached between us and unbuckled his pants. When he pulled out his cock, I watched as he stroked it. Longing for him sent heat racing through me. I wanted him inside me again. I wanted to feel him taking me, possessing me. I’d felt like a huge part of my life had been missing while he’d been gone.

Val pressed his hands against my lower back to pull me in for another kiss, but again he started out slow and soft. My head spun as I slid my arms around his neck. He groaned, deepening the kiss, but not hauling me against him the way he usually did. His hands rested lightly against my hips.

Everything felt different tonight, sweeter and sharper. Having him kiss me like this could wreck me far more easily than him fucking my brains out.

I tried to convince myself the only thing that had changed was being out here instead of in the private room. We’d never touched like this outside Pound. We were only a few yards away from the club door, yet it felt like another world.

Val slipped his hands under my shirt and pushed it up. “I love that you’re wearing the clothes I bought you.”

I smiled as I raised my arms so he could pull it over my head. “They make me feel close to you.”

He groaned as he dropped the shirt on the floor, then pressed his face into the crook of my neck and drew in a deep breath. I shivered as he exhaled and spoke against my skin. “You’re so fucking gorgeous. I need you Liam.”

“I…I need you to. I missed you so much.”

He gripped the back of my neck and pulled my head to the side, giving himself better access. As he kissed, licked, and nibbled, I trembled in his arms.

My hard cock pressed against my pants, begging to be free. I wanted Val to touch me everywhere. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him surrounding me. I wanted to be his. Really his, not just a dancer he paid for, not just a man who owed him and couldn’t pay.

This was crazy. I was drowning in debt and desperately needed to focus on helping Ava and to find a way to get my life back on track, but I forgot all that as Val’s mouth moved along the scar on my collarbone. He dragged his hand down my sternum and over my stomach. I sucked in my breath and leaned back as I balanced myself with a hand on the console and one on the door. Val slid an arm behind me to cushion me from the steering wheel.

“You’re so good. You always know what I need.” He kissed his way to one of my nipples and bit down, making me cry out and almost fall. “Steady yourself. You can take this.”

When he talked to me like that, I could easily believe him. He made me feel invincible when his hands were on me. But when our time together ended, I was probably going to hurt worse than I would have if he’d just beaten me for not having the money I owed.

He used his hand and mouth on my nipples, pinching, twisting, sucking. I thought I would lose my mind. His fingers teased along the waistband of my pants, but he kept them far away from my cock. I wiggled my hips, trying to get some friction.

Val laughed at me, gripping me tight and holding me in place. “We don’t have to rush this.”

“We’re in the club parking lot. Anyone could?—”

“I don’t fucking care. No one’s going to bother me. I can do whatever I want with you.”

I knew that was true, but it didn’t scare me. “What do you want to do?”

“Everything.”

“Please.”

He growled, kissing me roughly and pulling me in against him so I could grind against his cock.

I slid my hands into his hair, loving the soft feel of it, wanting to touch him everywhere. “I want your shirt off too.”

He lifted me, setting me further back on his lap so he could get his shirt over his head. “Better?”

“So much.” I dragged my hands down his chest, grazing his nipples and making him hiss. The feel of his skin made me even harder. I’d never gotten to explore him.

When I reached his waistband, I looked up as I popped open the button.

Val smiled, so I continued my efforts, slowly tugging his zipper down so I could reach into his silky briefs and pull out his cock. It was so thick, and it felt so good, the skin velvety soft over the hard shaft. I slid my hand slowly up and down, then brushed my thumb over his slit, dipping in to get some precum. I met his gaze again as I brought the digit to my mouth and licked it clean.

“Don’t stop.” His voice was low, threatening, and it made my cock jump.

I licked my palm, then reached for his cock again, working him with my hand, enjoying the chance to learn what he liked best.

His breath began to come faster, and I increased the pace of my strokes. I’d never gotten to bring him off like this. It seemed so simple compared to the other things we’d done, but I loved watching his reactions and I wondered how far he would let me take it.

I squeezed harder, brushing my hand over the head before sliding my hand down again.

“That feels so good. Everything you do is so fucking hot.”

Heat rushed to my face. I wasn’t sure how to take compliments from him. The whole idea of him even wanting me still seems so far-fetched.

Precum was flowing enough now that I could use it like lube. I smeared it around, painting his cock head with it.

I needed to slide down on the floor to be able to suck him, but I wanted to taste him. When I tried to move, he shook his head.

“Get out of those pants right fucking now, then ride me. I can’t wait any longer to be inside you.”

While I worked to wriggle out of my pants in the confined space, he pulled some lube from his pocket and slicked up his cock so he was ready. As soon as I was naked, I straddled him again. I rose up on my knees and reached for his cock, brushing it across my hole.

“That’s right. I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to open you up right here. I need to be inside you.”

I lowered myself slightly taking in the first inch or so.

I started to rise back off him, but he clamped his hands down on my waist.

“You’re going to take it all. I want you to sit all the way down until you have my whole length inside you.”

I wanted to please him, so I forced myself to keep going. The stretch was fucking intense. I moved so slowly my thighs shook. When I stopped to give myself a moment to adjust, Val growled at me. “More. Now.”

I took more until finally I’d gone as far as I could. I was sure I’d never been this full.

“That’s good, baby. I’d like to keep you stuffed like this all the time and spend all day using you over and over.”

“Please, I?—”

“You like that idea, don’t you? You might not want to, but you do.”

I nodded.

“Of course you do.” He squeezed my thighs, holding me in place as he lifted his hips, pushing against me, inexplicably seeming to give me even more.