King(27)

“Yes.”

“Sounds like fun. What time?”

“Eight.”

When she hung the phone up on him before he could say anything else, it actually made him smile. She was the first woman he could truly admit he liked. However, he would see her long enough to find out a weakness of The Last Riders then cut her loose like he did the rest of his women before she became entrenched in his life too deeply. He could fuck her and remain detached; he couldn’t let her get too close because his life was too dangerous until he could talk Desmond into taking over completely. He didn’t want to see her hurt; she had her own demons in her life to deal with without taking his.

He went back to work, stopping only when it became dark. He headed over to the shower in his adjoining bathroom and dressed in a clean suit for the night ahead.

Going downstairs, he sat in his booth, facing the door instead of the stage. When she came through the door, she was wearing a black leather miniskirt that barely covered her ass with heels that made her walk sexy as hell. Her top was a leather vest with tiny cutouts, and you could see her flesh underneath. Her black bra had a tiny amount of lace showing at the top. She slid into the booth across from him.

“What are you doing?” King asked.

She tilted her head at him inquisitively.

“Get your ass over here.”

As Evie slid back out of the booth, King stood up, bending down to kiss her mouth. She opened to him immediately, letting his tongue in. When he found himself tempted to tongue fuck her, he broke away and guided her into the booth on his side before sliding in next to her.

“You’re busy tonight.”

“We’re always busy.”

“Is that Sherri on the stage?”

“Yes.” Sherri was wearing a wig and mask tonight. She was always experimenting with costumes to see which would get her bigger tips.

“Ask if I can borrow that costume sometime. It looks like fun.”

“No, it doesn’t.” She was dressed as a dominatrix.

“You’re no fun. Don’t you enjoy playing it kinky sometimes?”

“Not when it involves me being the one flogged.”

“Don’t tell me, you can dish it out but can’t take it.”

“I’ve never used a flogger on a woman in my life.”

“Want to?” Her question created images of her bent over his desk with her naked ass presented to him in the perfect position.

King laughed, shaking his head before he admitted, “I have laughed more in the last two days than I have over the last two years.”

“You’re too serious; you need to lighten up.”

His private chef brought out two plates of food, setting them down on the table. Evie uncovered her plate, staring down at the burger and fries.

“Thank you, God. If I had to choke down one more pretentious meal, I was going to hit the nearest McDonalds on the way home.”

“I could tell you weren’t thrilled with last night’s cuisine.”

“Sorry, I’m just a plain woman with simple tastes.”

“There’s nothing plain about you, Evie.”

She smiled up at him before digging into her plate of food, and they ate while Sherri danced. Evie watched the skills the woman used to entice the men. Hell, she was doing a pretty good job of enticing her.

“You into women, too?”

“No, but I can appreciate them. I like to snack, but when I eat dinner, I like a good steak.”

“That’s one way of putting it.”

“Let me put it another way.” Evie leaned into his side, running her hand along his thigh. She brushed his cock with her fingers before cupping it in the palm of her hand. “There are a couple of women at the club who like to get into pussy-eating contests. I’m not one of them.”

A smile came to his mouth as he removed her hand from his groin. “I don’t play in front of the staff.”

“I knew you were boring.” She leaned away from him.

“I need to check on the upstairs. Want to come?”

“Sure.”

They went up the stairway into the crowded VIP room. King saw her to a booth before checking on a few things in his office. When he came back out, Evie was bent over Juliet, licking the remains of a body shot from the woman’s stomach.

King felt his cock harden behind his pants. Going to the bar, he took a drink of whisky that Garth, his bartender, had waiting for him.

“Can I get an introduction when you’re finished with her?”

“No.” He took out his phone, calling security and giving an order.

He watched from the bar as Evie finished her body shot, helping Juliet to her feet afterward at the same time he saw the two couples coming angrily out of the private sex rooms. He motioned for one of the girls responsible for cleaning the rooms, advising her of what he wanted.