Teased (The VIP Room 1)

“I think I’ll take my shower.” Vida didn’t want to sit and watch TV with him as she had the last few nights. She was beginning to look forward to spending time alone with him now that he was opening up, telling her about his past and drawing her closer to him.

Vida couldn’t let herself get attached to him. She kept telling herself this over and over, remembering her mom after each and every one of her relationships had ended. Colton was more of a horn dog than any guy her mom had dragged home.

She showered, careful to keep her tattoo dry, and when she finished, she dressed in pajama pants and a top. After brushing out her long hair before she braided its thick length, she exited the bathroom to find Colton waiting for her.

“I need to rub some lotion on your tattoo and rewrap it. Have a seat on the couch.”

“Okay.”

Colton sat down on the couch, waiting expectantly. She sat down next to him, reaching up to tug her pajama top to the side, but Colton forestalled her by reaching out and casually unbuttoning her top and sliding it off her shoulder.

“What the hell?” Vida screeched, trying to pull her top back up.

“Stop it, Vida. Don’t be ridiculous. You do realize I saw your strip act. Not only that, but I’ve had your nipples in my mouth.” Vida didn’t appreciate being reminded of him seeing her naked.

Gently, he unwrapped her tattoo.

He grew tired of her fidgeting with the top. “Sit still, Vida.”

Vida pulled her top up to cover her breasts, making herself sit still as he rubbed lotion onto the tattoo before rewrapping the sensitive skin. When he was done, he tugged her top from her hands, helping her to slide her arms back into the sleeves. Before she was able to button it up between her breasts, he held the material apart as his knuckles stroked the soft globes.

Colton leaned forward to kiss the flesh between her breasts. Then, without rising up, he brought his weight forward. Vida leaned backward, trying to move away only to find herself lying on the couch with Colton above her. His lips traced towards a pink-tipped nipple. Laving it with his tongue, he surrounded the tip with his mouth and then sucked her into the erotic heat of his passion.

Vida’s head moved against the couch as he played with one breast before turning to the other, giving it the same tormented attention. All of Vida’s good intentions disappeared as her insides clenched in need. She knew her body was telling her it wanted him; the warmth between her thighs was burning her, wanting instinctively to be filled.

Colton’s mouth moved away from her breast, downward across her stomach, teasing her belly button while making her stomach muscles quiver. Colton tugged her pajama bottoms off, letting them fall to the floor. Vida tried to slide out from underneath Colton, having no intention of having sex with him, but Colton used the opportunity of her movements to slide down between her thighs.

“Colton, I’m not sure—”

“I know, baby. I’m not going to fuck you tonight. I’m just going to make you want me to.”

Colton’s mouth covered her pussy, consuming her in a fire she had never experienced before. His tongue slid between the cleft, finding her clitoris. Vida lost what little restraint she had left; her hips surged forward, trying to seek pressure against her where she needed it the most, instinct driving her movements to seek relief. Colton eased his tongue along the tip of her passage, exploring the delicate flesh. She twisted not wanting gentleness, instead she wanted something to ease the building desire.

He used his finger to trace the fleshy side of her pussy. “I’m going to tattoo my initials right here.”

“No.”

“Yes. Right... here.” He touched a spot to the side of her mound. “This pussy is going to be mine, only mine, Vida. Do you hear me?”

“I’m not going to let you tattoo your initials down there. It would hurt like hell!” Vida protested, shocked.

“Baby, when I tattoo you there, you won’t even feel it.” Colton promised with a wicked grin before he lowered his mouth to her once again.

Vida tried to regain control of her body, but she was weak against the experience he used against her. His teeth tantalized her flesh. He even used the piercing under his bottom lip to brush against her, causing a storm of sensations she recklessly let herself enjoy before it escalated into a need that had her hands drag through the length of his hair, forcing him against her as she tried to seek the orgasm he was denying her.

Vida began to plead with him. “Colton...”

“Do you want me, baby?” Colton asked against her moist flesh.

“Yes.” Vida knew he was waiting for her to give in, but didn’t care anymore. She wanted her aching body to be given the satisfaction she knew he was capable of giving her.

Colton sat up, pulling her up with him. Reaching down to the floor, he picked up her pajama bottoms. Vida stared at him stupidly as he helped her put them back on before pulling her pajama top up and buttoning it to her throat.

“I don’t understand.” She saw Colton wince as he stood to his feet.

“I wanted to give you a little taste of what you say you don’t want.”

“You were teaching me a lesson?” Vida asked, her body hurting.

“Baby, are you ready to be in my bed every night? Have me fuck you anytime I want?”

Vida didn’t answer.

Colton grinned, bending down to kiss her mouth. Vida’s lips parted, letting his tongue enter her mouth and stroke hers in a voracious kiss. Pulling away, he straightened to stand above her, his hand going to her braid where he tugged it until she stared helplessly up into his hard face.

“I’m trying to give you time, Vida. I want you to admit that there’s something going on between us. I want you to want me to fuck you as much as I want to,” he explained bluntly, bringing out in the open what Vida was trying to ignore.

Vida winced at his crude words.

Colton sighed, squatting down in front of her, he put his hand on her cheek, his thumb caressing her soft skin.

“I’m not a hearts and flowers kind of guy. You mean something to me, Vida.”

“I don’t want to mean anything to you. I don’t want you to mean anything to me. I have plans. I want a home and a life, like your sister.”

“Do you plan on living that life alone or are you going to share that life with a man, children?” Colton asked, his face gentle.

“Of course.”

“Then why can’t it be me?” Vida turned her eyes away at his prying question.

“Because you’ve been married. You aren’t faithful to her. You expect her to be around you and not care that you’re with other women. I’ve seen how you treat women, Colton. You use them for sex then don’t call them again.” All her fears of him being like the men that used her mother came out in her words.

Colton sighed again, this time deeper. “I really have gotten off on the wrong foot with you.” Colton rose to his feet. “Vida, I’ll tell you about my marriage soon, but not late at night when you’re tired. I will say that I went into my marriage wanting it to work out, and when it ended, it ended badly for both of us. That doesn’t mean that a relationship with us couldn’t work, that I wouldn’t be good to you. I would be very good to you, baby.” This time his thumb rubbed over her bottom lip.

“How about we take it one day at a time and get to know each other better until my divorce becomes final?”

“What about when your divorce becomes final?”

“Then all bets are off. I’ll take you to my bed, and you can get to know me even better.” He smiled at her wickedly, rising to his feet. “Lie down.”

Vida lay down and Colton spread out a blanket on top of her. Giving her a gentle kiss with a sweet “Goodnight” against her parted lips, he left her tired and confused about his treatment of her.

He could be so domineering and arrogant, yet he had reassured her and made her feel wanted and desired as well.

He had let her know he had every intention of having sex with her and confirmed her worst fear that emotionally they were growing closer.

Confused, Vida stared at the dark ceiling, her mind in turmoil and her body still desperately wanting Colton.

Chapter Fourteen

Vida dressed in loose jeans and a pretty red top that had capped sleeves, her tattoo looking pretty against the bright color of her top. Brushing her hair, she pulled it back from her face with two combs, but left the long length down her back.

“You look fucking gorgeous,” Colton complimented when he saw her. A blush rose in her cheeks. He had a way of making her feel feminine and sexy with simply a look from his eyes, however he didn’t try to hide the dirty thoughts going through his mind.

Vida shook her hair back. “How does it look?”

Colton’s gaze didn’t go to her tattoo as she had intended, but to the cleavage her top exposed. He opened his mouth to reply.