Chapter Nine

Ember

Idebate swapping my heels off for my flats, but these are four times hotter. And hopefully I won’t be wearing them much longer. My skin feels tight and hot and my whole body is humming. I don’t know what he’s done to me but he’s going to fix it. How could sitting and talking to someone for hours turn you on so much that you think you’re losing your mind?
I grab my purse and my coat out of my locker, but my stomach drops when I hear my name.
“Ember.”
“Shit.” I’d totally forgotten about Neil.
I look over to see him staring at my ass, and irritation hits me. This outfit isn't for him, but he sure is enjoying it whether I want him to or not.
“I don’t have all day.” He taps his fake Rolex, and I slam my locker closed.
I’m ready to get this over with and be done. I don’t want to keep Rogue waiting. Or maybe I do. What would he do if I took my sweet time? I’m sure he’ll do something that will both piss me off and turn me on.
I walk toward Neil’s office, and he’s standing in the open doorway. He motions for me to enter but doesn't move, so I’m forced to brush up against him to get by. He grabs a piece of my hair and gives it a small tug. I go to smack his hand away, but he’s already dropped it. He closes the office door, and I take a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk.
I don’t get how I can be in trouble. I haven’t broken any rules, and I should get a goddamn medal after tonight. Rogue too because I baited him all night. I loved the irritated, pissed-off look he got when he couldn't touch me. A few times he almost broke when he reached out but somehow managed to stop himself. At times he was so close I could feel his warmth on my skin.
I get an uneasy feeling when Neil closes the blinds to the window in his office. It faces where employees walk by to get to the casino floor or their lockers.
“I have to meet my ride.”
Neil turns the lock on the door, and I spring to my feet like a fire has been lit. He turns around and leers at my body before zeroing in on my chest. I know what I’m wearing is provocative, but it’s our uniform, and for fuck’s sake, he doesn’t have to be a creep about it. In some weird way I feel violated.
“I can take you home,” he offers.
I’d have to be dead in his trunk for that to ever happen. “No, I have a ride.”
“Sit,” he orders me.
“I can’t. My ride is waiting for me, so if we can move this along…” I push. I’ll never get why all the girls around here have a crush on him.
“You got a mouth on you for someone that’s already on thin ice.” I suck in a breath so I don’t lay into him and really lose my job.
“I’m sorry, but did I do something wrong? I wasn't aware I was on thin ice.”
“Don’t play coy. You’re not the brightest, but you’re also not that dumb.”
Ouch. That stings a lot more than it should coming from him.
“You're on probation for ninety days after you’re hired. We can let you go at any time for any reason.”  He takes a step closer to me. It takes everything in me not to take one back. I’m not going to let him know he’s scaring the crap out of me. “Now sit down.” He points to the chair.
My eyes flick to the door, but he’s still in the way. If I scream, someone will hear me, but he grabs my arm before I can do anything. He jerks me to him, and I stumble forward.
“You didn't have to throw yourself at me. I was going to give it to you.” He presses himself against me, and I can feel his cock against my stomach.
“Stop.” He keeps moving and pushing me backwards until I feel the desk against my ass.
“Do you like putting up a fight? Is that what gets you off? I'm down.” He tries to press me down onto the desk, so I put my hands on his chest and shove as hard as I can. He stumbles back and lands in the chair while I make a dash for the door.
I turn the lock and start to open it, but he slams it shut and pins me between his body and the door.
“Let me go,” I grit out, and he moves his mouth closer.
“You’re just a teasing cunt, aren't you? Fine, you’re fired.”
I knew that was coming and after this, I had no plans on coming back.
“Move.” I try to push back, but he’s stronger than me.
“You tell anyone about this, I’ll tell them you threw yourself at me and got mad when I turned you down.”
Finally he steps back, and I yank the door open. I glance over my shoulder to see him rubbing the front of his slacks with a cocky grin on his face.
“It’s not like you have much to do anything with,” I snap, and his smile drops.
I slam the door closed and keep walking, but I hear him open it behind me. I don’t look back this time since there are too many people around for him to chase after me. Cameras line all the hallways. Too bad they aren't in the offices.
When I get to the end of the hallway, I rush into the bathroom and lean up against the wall to try and get my pounding heart under control. What an asshole. Men like him never get what they deserve, and even if I told on him, he’d get a slap on the wrist. I’d get a comment about my outfit.
I roll my eyes, stepping in front of the mirror and making sure my outfit is in place. I smooth down my hair before pulling out my lip gloss and applying a fresh coat. I’m not going to let Neil ruin my night. I’m already fired, so I’m going to at least have this. I tug on the top of my corset, thinking I look pretty good.
Rogue was right about my outfit tonight. Once I knew he was coming I pulled out all the stops. Something had gotten into me. I normally wouldn't wear something so showy, and I’d try to play the outfit down, but not tonight. It had been worth it. No one in my life has ever looked at me the way Rogue does. He didn’t just want me, he wanted to consume me. It made me feel sexy which relaxed me and encouraged me to toy with him.
This doesn't feel like a first date. After spending so many hours with Rogue, it feels like I know him far more than someone I’d only met the day before.
When I walk out of the casino, I see Rogue leaning up against a black sedan. He pushes off of it and opens the door for me. I stop in front of him and smile.
“You made me wait.”
“It’s good for you.”
“Get in.”
“Still bossy, I see. I’m glad nothing has changed in the ten minutes we’ve been apart.”
“Twelve minutes. Get in the car or I’ll kiss you right here for everyone to see.”
“Oh?” I look around to see the front of the place is packed.
I hop into the back of the car and he shuts the door behind me. I'm not sure what all the rules are about touching and not touching, but I don’t work here anymore so it doesn’t matter.
Rogue opens the door on the other side and gets in, but I decide I’m not going to tell him what happened. It would ruin the night, and that asshole already took my job for no reason. He isn't taking this too. Whatever it is Rogue is offering me, I want it. Maybe it’s only one night or maybe it’s tomorrow too. Can a girl wish for forever or is that selfish?
“Close the divider, James,” Rogue says, and I watch as the divider goes up, leaving us alone.
I suddenly feel shy. “Hi.”
“Hi?” His lips twitch as his eyelids lower. “Crawl over here and give me your mouth.”
This is really happening. How can a few words from him light up my whole body? I lean over toward him and he grabs me, pulling me into his lap. I let out a small scream of surprise, but he just shakes his head.
“You weren't moving quick enough.”
“Clearly,” I laugh.
I wiggle, trying to get comfortable, and freeze when I feel his cock pressing into my ass. Holy shit. I mean, I know Rogue is a big man and he makes me feel dainty next to him, but good lord. I guess I should have known his cock would match his size, but thinking it and actually feeling it are two totally different things.
“It’s all for you.” His hand slides up my thigh, and he nudges my other leg so they part. He spreads me open for him as he slowly moves his hand closer to where I need it most. My clit starts to pulse, and I feel how wet I am. My panties are sticking to the lips of my sex and the slight friction isn’t enough.
“And you’re going to take care of it for me, aren't you?” His warm fingers play with the edge of my panties as his thumb strokes back and forth over the wet spot.
“Yes, I’ll take care of it for you.” I would.
“Give me your mouth and maybe I’ll take care of you too.”
“Maybe?” I tilt my chin up, smirking, and his other hand tangles in my hair.
“I won’t ask again.”
Before I can say or do anything, he pulls me closer. He can’t help himself, and when his lips meet mine, I get a thrill knowing that I got him this worked up. That’s the last thought I have before he kisses me.
He owns me, and I gasp as he deepens the kiss. His tongue presses into my mouth, taking what he wants, and I whimper when he slips his fingers inside my panties.
“Fucking soaked,” he growls against my lips before kissing me again.
I am, and I can feel how slippery I am as he spreads the lips of my sex. I dig my fingers into his shirt, needing to hold on to something to keep myself grounded. The whole world feels like it’s titling as Rogue’s fingers toy with my clit.
I’ve been on edge all night, and his knowing fingers send me over the precipice with just a few easy pets. I cry out and bury my face in his neck. I can’t believe I came so fast since he barely touched me.
“I…that was…” I can’t find the words. Do I say sorry for getting off too fast? I’m not sure how this works.
“Incredible.” He says it for me. I lift my head to look at him, and he puts my panties back in place.
He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean as I stare at him. I think I’ve gotten in over my head with him, but then a knock comes from the partition window, and I come back to reality.
“We’re here.”
That was fast. I scoot off his lap as he exits the car and then turns around to hold out his hand for me. When I step out I see why the ride felt short. We’ve only made it down the road. He locks his fingers with mine as he starts to move toward the hotel. He pulls something out of his pocket, and I see it’s a key.
He guides me inside, and I feel awkward as we pass the reception desk and I put my coat on. This place is crazy nice and well, I look like a hooker. Rogue hits the elevator button and the doors open. When we get on, I try not to think about why he brought me here and not to his home or something.
As soon as the doors close, he presses me up against the side of the elevator, and his mouth devours mine again.
My only thoughts are of him and how I never want him to stop touching me.