Page 45 of Bourbon Sins
“Not sure how much longer she’s going to stay.”
“She’s fucking staying, so you need to get over your playground crush and move the fuck along.”
I wasn’t very eloquent when I was angry, but I didn’t care. What I did care about was keeping my girls safe, and if that meant I had to be a controlling prick, then that was what I was going to be.
Anger ran through my veins, sending me into a dark place, and there was only one way to get out of it.
I got out of my chair, leaving plenty of money on the table for the poor waitress who had to serve us, and walked toward the exit with Kace closely behind. When we got into my car, I looked out the window and said, “Make sure Pepper is in the Bourbon Room when I get back.”
* * *
Pepper was hangingover the upholstered table that stood in the middle of the room, completely naked and ready for me. God, she was so good at being ready for me. It was so easy with Pepper, especially when I was in one of my moods. I could be rough and she didn’t mind, and that was exactly what I needed.
I walked over to her delightfully naked body, placed my hand on the small of her back, and leaned over so she could see me.
“Are you ready for me?”
“Yes,” she said breathlessly.
“How long have you been waiting for me?”
“Too long.”
“Are you complaining?”
“No. I just can’t wait for you to be inside of me.”
“Good answer. What do you need to say to me, Pepper?” I asked, as I slowly took off my clothes, allowing her to watch.
“I am here to submit to you.”
“Music to my ears.”
I took off my socks and shoes as I sat in one of the chairs. I always undressed myself and occasionally let the girls watch, if I was in the mood. I like to be in control at all times, and that even meant I wanted to be in control of the pace my clothes were shed.
Pepper licked her lips as she took in my entire naked body.
“Is this what you want?” I asked, while grabbing my erect cock.
She nodded her head as I walked up behind her.
“I didn’t have a very good meeting. I need to take my mind off of it.”
“You know that’s what I’m here for.”
I didn’t like her comment. I wanted her to be here for pleasure, not for my own personal use—even though I did call upon her when I wanted her. Still, I wanted her to want to be here.
I pulled back and said, “Do you want to be here, Pepper? Do you want to be pleasured?”
“God, yes. All of us wait for the minute you call us up here. We like to please you Jett, and we love to be pleased. I think Lo is going out of her mind from not being called up.” The minute she said the words, I knew she regretted them, and I wished she hadn’t said them either. I didn’t want to think about Goldie. It was one of the reasons I was about to pound the fuck out of Pepper.
“Does she talk about me?” Why did I just ask that? I was about to tell Pepper not to answer when she interrupted me.
“No.” For some reason, her answer shot a dagger through me, cutting my libido in half. “But you can see in her eyes that she wants to be with you every time one of us is called up to the Bourbon Room. She is ready for you Jett, and I think she’s going to blow all your rules out of the water.”
I had the same fear about Goldie. Maybe that was why I was holding off on inviting her up to the Bourbon Room, because I knew the moment she submitted herself to me, I was going to lose all control.
I didn’t respond to Pepper. Instead, I spread her legs and ran my dick along her already-slick folds.
