The club was emptier than she thought it would be. It was about time for the doors to open and the guests to leave, and she thought that more people would be eagerly waiting for freedom. She glanced around the main room until her eyes settled on a security guard.
She moved over to him briskly. “Excuse me,” she said politely.
The guard gave her a pleasant smile. “Good morning ma’am. I trust you had a good time? Is there anything I can get for you?”
His etiquette surprised her. His question lacked the suggestiveness she would have expected for someone working at this kind of establishment. “Yes, actually. I’m looking for a friend of mine. The girl I came in with. Red hair, blue dress?”
He smiled and turned to point across the room. “I believe I saw her go down that hall into the private rooms.”
“Oh, wow. Chloe could never afford that,” Victoria said in surprise. “She must have made some interesting connections tonight.”
The guard laughed and nodded. “Quite right, miss,” he said kindly. “Good luck in finding your friend. The doors will open in twenty minutes.”
“Fantastic. Thank you so much for the help,” she said as she began to walk in the direction he had pointed.
“Not a problem,” he said. “Fourth door on the left!” he called out as she got out of normal speaking range.
She waved behind her in a gesture of thanks as she stepped into the VIP hallway. It looked similar to the hall that Malcolm had brought her down, except with far more room. Even now she could hear the sounds of the people having sex behind the closed doors.
A few hours ago she would have been mortified by the idea of someone seeing or hearing her have sex. After Malcolm forcing her to suck his cock in front of a crowd of people, however, it seemed a little pointless to worry about someone listening to her. Even the memory made her body hot for him again and she mentally forced herself to ignore the growing wetness between her thighs.
Counting the doors, she kept walking until she reached the fourth door on the left. She knocked several times but no one answered, though she could clearly hear the sounds of people inside.
“Just come in!” Chloe’s voice shouted through the heavy wooden door.
Victoria raised a brow as she slowly turned the doorknob. Once it swung open, she was greeted with the sight of Chloe being furiously fucked by three men. They were all on the ground in a writhing lump of flesh, and it took Victoria a moment to figure out what was happening. A cock was buried deep in Chloe’s pussy and her ass, and another was in her mouth.
Victoria’s eyes grew wide in shock, and her jaw hung slightly ajar.
Chloe was blissfully riding the two men with a passion Victoria couldn’t recognize. The sweet and shy girl she knew would never be in this position, but yet here she was. She could hear Malcolm’s voice echoing in her mind:
Never take anything at face value.
She finally gathered her senses enough to recognize that it was Dominic the bartender along with the twins from earlier who were engaged in pounding Chloe. “Maybe I should come back later?” she asked hesitantly.
None of them had even heard her question as they continued to surrender to their pleasures. The men, which she had found so attractive before (especially the twins) somehow seemed far less so now. Even with their rippling muscles and sweat soaked bodies, she could only think that they were inferior to Malcolm-at least in her eyes. She mentally scolded herself again for allowing herself to get so attached so quickly.
“Fuck me, you bastards! Fuck me with your dirty cocks and cum all over me!” Chloe screamed out as her orgasm shook through her body.
“Yeah, I should come back later,” Victoria said to herself.
She was turning around when she heard Chloe shout out, “Jesus! Vica!” The poor girl scrambled to cover herself up in an attempt at being modest.
Victoria smiled at her friend fondly. “Oh honey, don’t even worry about it,” she said with understanding.
“Oh my god. I’m so embarrassed,” Chloe said as she looked away, turning a deep shade of cherry red. “I don’t know what came over me.”
Victoria shook her head and looked away to give her friend some semblance of privacy. The men that had been pleasuring her dispersed a little, laughing lightly at the girl’s sudden return to shyness.
“Thanks for keeping her company, boys,” Victoria said to make conversation and lighten the awkwardness. “Sorry for not checking back in.”
“Not a problem,” the twins said in unison.
One of them winked at her knowingly. “I imagine you had a good time with the king?”
Victoria nodded, and found that her own cheeks were starting to tingle. “I did. He’s quite something.”
“He must be, Vica,” Chloe said in amazement. “Look at you! You’re glowing!”
I must look like a giggling school girl with a celebrity crush right now, she thought to herself bitterly. “I am not,” she muttered.
“I’m just glad that the king picked a partner for the night at all,” Dominic said with a genuine smile.
Victoria looked at him curiously for a moment. “Why’s that?”
The bartender furrowed his brows. “Malcolm hasn’t been with someone in a long time,” he explained. He looked away as his lips turned into a deep frown. “Poor Malcolm. His relationships seldom end well… but he’s a good man.”
“You seem to know a lot about the king,” Victoria pointed out curiously.
Dominic shrugged, sending her a secretive smile. “Being the bartender has its perks,” he said smoothly.
“I’m sure it does,” Victoria responded with a skeptical look. “Anyway, Chloe,” she said comfortingly, “I’m really glad you had fun. I’ll be waiting for you by the door, okay?”
“Sounds good, Vica,” Chloe said as she sheepishly looked at the men.
“Jesus, I really don’t know what came over me tonight.” “I know what got into you,” Victoria said teasingly.
“Vica!” Chloe shouted hotly.
Victoria was already walking down the hall toward the exit of the club. “And I know what came over you too,” she added to herself with a sigh. “I cannot wait to get out of here!” Without meaning to, her eyes glanced toward the door where she knew Malcolm’s hallway was. Just forget about it, Victoria. It was one night of passion. Nothing more. Even as she tried to assure herself of that, she couldn’t help but dwell on Dominic’s words. Was there something between the two of them? And if there was, should she give in and see what happens or keep struggling against Malcolm’s current? I can’t ever come back here again, she thought. She knew that if she ever took a step into this club or was ever around Malcolm again, she wouldn’t be strong enough to resist.
She walked to the door that was still being guarded by security. The large man took a look at her before opening up the door.
“Thank you,” she said gently.
“Have a good morning, miss. We hope to see you again,” the guard said.
“Maybe,” she said softly. “Tonight was already way too much to deal with.”
The guard laughed. “It’s always that way someone’s first time. It’s a lot to throw at a person; nothing can really prepare you for what happens in a place like this.”
Victoria nodded in agreement. “I guess money doesn’t buy you experience,” she mused.
“None at all. The king does his best to make things as exciting as he can without crossing too many lines,” he explained.
“Does everyone think so highly of him?” she asked, wondering to herself if the universe was out to get her.
“Of course,” he said with a laugh. He looked as if he was about to say something else, but was suddenly distracted. “Say that again?” he asked to no one.
Victoria looked at him curiously until she realized that he was wearing a hidden earpiece. “Is something wrong?” she asked with an arched brow.
“Nothing at all,” he said with a smile. “I’ve just been instructed to take you and your friend outside to the king’s private limo. It will take you home.”
“But I drove here,” Victoria protested.
“Your car has already been delivered to your residence,” he explained calmly.
Victoria’s eyes went wide and she felt her face flush. “What!?” she exclaimed. “How does he even… you know what, never mind. I don’t want to know.” She shook her head violently as she began to pace back and forth. “The nerve of him! He better not let anyone scratch my baby,” she said hotly.
“I assure you, that if anything happens to your car, the king will take care of all damages,” the guard said reassuringly.
“That’s not the point!” she snapped. Realizing that it wasn’t the guard’s fault she deeply inhaled to calm herself down. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to yell at you, but this all seems very sudden.”
The guard nodded. “I understand. These are rather unusual instructions for us as well.”
“Let me guess. Rides in the private limo are rare?” she asked sarcastically.
The guard shook his head. “Never since the club’s opening has the king ever taken care of someone this way.”
His words took her aback for a moment and she felt her stomach flutter. Despite her protests, she had to admit to herself that Malcolm was being impossibly sweet. She just hated being surprised, and Malcolm seemed to be able to present her with a new surprise every few minutes.
“Can you tell him thank you for me?” she asked softly.
Before the guard had a chance to speak, Victoria felt a large hand squeezing her shoulder gently. She didn’t even have to turn around to know who it belonged to.
“You can thank me in person,” Malcolm said smugly.
She spun around and punched him in the arm. “Stop surprising me so much!” she said with a crinkled nose.
“But your face is simply adorable when you’re surprised,” he said in a deep voice as he cupped her chin. “It’s just so much fun.” “Don’t mock me,” she grumbled.
Malcolm laughed. “I would never dream of it.”
“Hey, Vica,” Chloe said as she approached the small group. “I’m… whoa,” she stopped short as her eyes fell on Malcolm. “Hello,” she said pleasantly. “So you’re this big-shot king that’s got my Vica all hot and bothered?”
“I am,” Malcolm said.
Chloe looked at him appraisingly for a moment. “I can see why,” she murmured in approval.
“I am not hot and bothered,” Victoria said defensively.
“Vica, if you were any hotter, you’d be the sun,” Chloe teased. Her eyes went back to Malcolm and she took a step forward. “You better treat my friend well, you hear? I don’t care if you’re the king of Mars. Victoria is special, and the last thing she needs is just another jerkoff stringing her along.”
Victoria looked at her friend in surprise. Normally, the meek redhead was soft spoken and reserved, but perhaps due to the little injection of sexual confidence, she had gained some gumption.
“I appreciate your concern for your friend, but I assure you that she can take care of herself,” Malcolm said with an amused glance at Victoria. “Not that I have any intention on making her need to.”
“You better not,” Chloe said suspiciously. “But now that my threats are out of the way, it’s nice to meet you.” She extended her pale hand to shake his.
“Likewise,” Malcolm said, gently enclosing her small hand in his larger one. His eyes drifted from the redhead to Victoria. “It’s nice to see that you have a loyal friend.”
Victoria smiled and glanced at Chloe. “Yeah, I do,” she agreed. “Thank you, Malcolm,” she said, giving him a long, hard stare. “For the limo.” Chloe looked surprised. “Limo?” she asked curiously.
“Yes. His royal highness here has arranged a special ride for us,” Victoria explained.
“Thank god,” Chloe sighed, “I can’t deal with you driving right now. I’m wobbling enough as it is.”
Victoria ignored Chloe as she stared at Malcolm’s features, trying to memorize the way he looked in this moment. “Thanks again, Malcolm. I-I hope to see you again,” she stammered out. She didn’t know whether there was any chance this was possible, but she figured she’d say it anyway.
“Sooner than you think,” he said with a smile. “Rest well when you get home.”
“I doubt I’ll have the energy for anything else,” she said lightly, sending him a secret smile. “Come on, Chloe. Our chariot awaits.”
Chloe smiled sweetly and nodded her head. “I’m looking forward to it! I haven’t been in a limo since prom.”
Victoria put a hand on Chloe’s back and began to lead her down the hallway. She glanced back briefly to see Malcolm standing in the doorway. This time, he was watching her walk away. His eyes were shining with a bit of mirth mixed with sadness, and she almost wanted to run back to him. She shrugged off the feeling and turned away.
“Don’t worry so much, Vica,” Chloe said gently. “You’ll see him again.”
“I’m glad you’re with me right now,” Victoria replied in a low voice.
“I’d be a mess otherwise.”
“I’m glad I came,” Chloe said with a smile.
Victoria glanced at her friend knowingly with a sly lift to her brow.
Chloe caught the look and blushed deeply.
“Don’t even say it,” she said irritably.
“I would never,” Victoria said with a grin plastered on her face.
Chloe rolled her eyes and pushed open the metal door that led out onto the street. The bright light pierced the dimly lit halls, assailing their eyes.
“Good morning, Chicago,” Victoria said as she took a deep breath of the frosty morning air. “It’s good to see the daylight.”
Chloe nodded in agreement and pointed to the end of the alley. “I guess that’s our ride?” she asked curiously.
Victoria followed Chloe’s arm until her eyes rested on the long black limo. The paint was sleek, and looked freshly waxed. “It would seem so,” she said softly. “Come on, let’s go home.”