One Day (The Private Club #3)(11)
Author: J.S. Cooper

“No worries. We’re new.”

“I know.” She nodded.

“Okay, so what experience do you have?”

“Depends on what the job is.” She grinned at me and I laughed.

“The job depends on your skills.”

“I’ve got plenty of skills. Typing, dictation, dancing…” She did a pirouette and grinned again.

“What about lap dancing?” Brandon spoke up and I frowned.

“Brandon, have some class.” I shook my head at him and then looked back at the girl. “Sorry about that. My business partner is new to this.”

“No worries.” She smiled at me and leaned forward. “But if you want to know, I can give one heck of a lap dance.”

“Oh yeah?” I sat back and grinned. “That doesn’t hurt.”

“Yeah, I’m pretty flexible.” She ran her hands through her hair. “Or so I’ve been told.”

“You can show me if you want.” Brandon sat down on one of the chairs. “Show me what you’re working with.”

“Brandon, no. Just no.” I shook my head at him again. “Sorry about that.” I smiled at the girl sweetly, hoping she didn’t realize that I was the real wolf in the room.

“Don’t worry about it.” She winked at me.

“You’re hired.” I leaned forward and shook her head. “Welcome to the private club.”

***

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” She looked behind at me as I f**ked her from behind.

“Don’t feel bad. Many women can’t resist me.”

“I never have sex on the first date though.” She giggled and then screamed as I increased my pace and squeezed her br**sts.

“This isn’t a date,” I grunted as I slid in and out of her.

“Oh, but—”

“Shut up for a second please.” I grabbed her hips and held her back as I increased my pace again. “Fuck yeah, I’m about to come.” I closed my eyes as I felt my load about to blow.

“Me too,” she moaned, and I felt her start to twist her hips on my cock.

“Oh yeah,” I groaned. The movement of her hips did it and I felt myself coming. I pulled out of her quickly, peeled the cum-filled condom off, and jumped up.

“Oh.” She looked up at me with a disappointed glance. I knew she hadn’t orgasmed, but I didn’t care. She was no one to me. And she was a fool if she thought this meant anything. I’d only known her for an hour. Just because I’d hired her didn’t mean anything.

“You can take care of it if you want.” I shrugged as I zipped my pants up. “Brandon won’t be back for another fifteen minutes.”

“What?” She looked up at me in confusion.

“Use your fingers.” I looked down at her and tried not to roll my eyes at her stupidity. “Get yourself off.”

“Oh, I can’t…” She blushed.

“Think of it as an audition.” I grinned. “Some of our patrons may ask you to do this. Let’s see if you can.” I stood there looking down at her, waiting to see what she was going to do.

“Okay.” She nodded, lay flat on her back, and closed her eyes. I watched as her fingers worked their way between her legs and she started rubbing her clit. She moaned, and I knew the exact moment that she got into it. Her legs were trembling and her fingers started moving quickly.

“That’s it, Patsy,” I spoke softly. “Make yourself come.” I watched as she rolled around the floor for a few more seconds before I took out my phone and left the room so I could go to check my messages.

Chapter 5

Meg

Present Day

“I think I saw someone in the room,” I whispered back to Greyson as he ground his c**k against me. The water from his wet body was soaking into my clothes and I was starting to feel sticky.

“Are you sure?” He nibbled on my ear.

“Yes.” I nodded. “I’m pretty sure there was someone in the room.”

“Maybe it was one of the cleaning ladies?” He pulled me around to face him. His eyes grew concerned as he took in my face. “Are you okay, Meg?”

“It just gave me a fright. Seeing someone in there.”

“No one will do anything to you. I’m here.”

“Yeah.” I looked up at him and smiled weakly. “I guess you’re going to take care of me.”

“Of course.” He leaned down and kissed my nose. “As soon as you take care of me.”

“All you think about is sex.”

“I wasn’t talking about sex.” He pulled back from me then and his expression changed. “Do you want to swim?”

“Why not.” I stood on tiptoes and kissed him. “Why the hell not!”

“You always surprise me, Meg.”

“Why’s that?”

“You’re different,” he said and then groaned. “And I couldn’t have used a more cliché expression.”

“How am I different?”

“You didn’t jump into the pool as soon as you saw me take off my clothes.”

“Are you really that vain?” I laughed.

“Yes.” He grinned back at me and then grabbed my hand. “And yes, I’m really hard right now as well.” I felt my hand against his hardness and I squeezed instinctively. He groaned as my fingers rubbed off the drops of water. “Oh, Meg.”

“Why do you always make me touch your…” I paused.

“My what?”

“You know?”

“No.” He chucked. “My nose?”

“Yeah, you always make me touch your nose.” I rolled my eyes.

“Ask a silly question, be told a silly answer.”

“Are you calling me silly?” I giggled.

“Would I do such a thing?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go swim.”

“I’ll race you.” I pulled away from him and ran to the pool. I pulled off items of clothing as I ran—well mainly my top. I tried to pull the rest off, but it was too hard to do as I was running. I groaned inside at my major fail at seductive disrobing.

Greyson caught up with me at the side of the pool and laughed. “What was that?”

I tried not to stare at his body as he was making my heart palpitate. He was too sexy for his own good. It was like Michelangelo had carved his body out of stone. It was so perfect. I couldn’t resist myself and reached over and ran my fingers down his washboard abs and shivered. Greyson stared at me and gave me a small smile.