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Chapter Six
They came simultaneously, having achieved an out of this world connection that was beyond explanation. Every movement they had made had been as one. Afterwards, Pax rolled off of her, squishing onto his side to lay next to her on the narrow chaise, panting, sweating, and in a euphoria induced fog.
All good things must come to an end, and as the fog cleared, Pax took in the scene with a mixture of horror and arousal. On one hand, Diamond lay next to him, snuggled under the crook of his neck, as if it was a spot on him, made just for her to fit. Every inch of her sexy curves glowed with a thin sheen of perspiration that is only achieved through a glorious session of intense lovemaking, the likes of which Pax had never experienced. The sexy half smile permanently affixed in place on Diamond’s restful face said that this had been a first for her as well. On the other hand, he had just had the best sex of his life, in a dressing room just offstage in the nightclub full of people housed in the hotel that he was the sole proprietor of. It was so completely unprofessional and totally out of character. Add to that that the beautiful woman he had had sex with was not only his newest employee, but an heiress in hiding. Not only had he broken the cardinal rule of employee-employer relationships, he hadn’t even had the good sense to be discreet about it. And now, he had to figure out a way to get them both out of here without alerting the 700 plus people in the club as to what they had been doing for the last hour, and why Diamond hadn’t immediately gone back to work in the club as he would have expected his other girls to.
This wasn’t who he was, emotional, impulsive, reckless. Paxton Donovan was the exact opposite of all those things. Rigid, disciplined, methodical—in business and in his personal life. He thrived on order and discipline and schedules. Or at least he had, right up until the moment that Diamond came drunkenly barreling into his life.
The last two days had been a beautiful train wreck and he had set himself up on a collision course with disaster—that needed to be derailed—ASAP. Groaning, he rolled off the chaise, and quickly began to gather his clothes, pulling them on piece by piece as he found them. Annoyed that her comfortable dozing place had been disrupted, Diamond regarded him lazily with one eye open.
“Why are you getting dressed?” She giggled. “Don’t get dressed. Stay naked and let me look at you some more.”
It took everything he had not to give into the temptation. For Pax, Diamond was a powerful seductress. The irony here was that she really wasn’t. She wasn’t trying to seduce him, she just did. From the moment he had laid eyes on her twerking in the club, he had been drawn to her like a moth to a flame. It wasn’t that she was flirtatious or overly experienced, or even trying. It wasn’t any of those things. It was, for a lack of a better word, undeniable, unavoidable chemistry. Plain and simple. Pax had never experienced anything like it, and he was helpless to stop it.
But he had to try—because this situation was trouble.
“No,” he told her firmly, his voice hard. “I have to go. We have to get back to work. Both of us.”
“Work?” Diamond blinked up at him, looking dejected. “But, my bottom hurts. And I miss you already.”
“Working with a sore bottom is part of the lesson,” Pax informed her with a growl, feeling less sure of the fact than he ever had before. To his dismay, she began to weep softly, pulling herself into a sitting position and wincing as she did so.
“Why are you mad at me?” she wailed, beginning to cry piteously.
“I’m not mad at you,” Pax growled again, annoyed at her tears. A sub’s tears outside of a spanking were his kryptonite. “I’m mad at myself. I broke the cardinal rule of an employment relationship. It was thoughtless, and reckless, and that’s not who I am.”
“Sometimes rules are made to be broken,” she argued, looking less dejected and angrier by the second, with a fire in her eyes and a stubborn tilt to her chin.
“Not by me,” Pax countered. “I like rules. Rules and order and discipline. Those are the things that have served me well in life, and made me what I am today.”
She couldn’t argue that fact, and she didn’t try. Instead she also stood and began searching for her clothes. Pax had dressed while they argued, and all he had left to do was lace up his boots.
I’ll leave first. I’ve got to go do the casino rounds. You go work the club.” The concern on her face at his choice turn of phrase made Pax laugh. “Talk to people, take pictures. You’ll endure a lot of good natured teasing, but nobody will touch you or say anything inappropriate. If they do, you call me, and I’ll come take care of it.”
“Oh.” Her mouth rounded in surprise. “Wouldn’t it be faster to just tell the bouncer, since you’ll be across the hotel at the casino?”
Pax, who had been hovering near the door, crossed the room to her in two giant strides, taking her chin in his hand, and tilting her head so that her gaze met his own. “What did I say? I said, if anything happens, you call me.”
The change in her demeanor was instant. Watching a girl go from bratty and full of attitude, too sweet and submissive was one of his greatest pleasures in life, and with Diamond it was amplified tenfold.
Her head, still cradled in his hand, dipped slightly, and her eyes cast to the floor. “Yes, sir,” she agreed softly.
The sweet phrase, falling from her heart shaped lips, made his cock swell with want. What in the fuck was happening? Two words and he was ready to fall at her feet, dreaming of plunging into her soft folds once more. He had never been this affected by anyone in his life. Swallowing hard, he tried to ignore the lump that had formed in his throat at the thought of leaving her here, alone and vulnerable. Fuck. He had to get out of here.
If he had to leave her here, to endure even the most-good natured of ribbing—it wasn’t happening.
“Clock out,” he growled, dropping her face, and striding to the door, his hand on the knob.
“You just told me to go work the room.”
“And now,” he intoned impatiently, “I changed my mind. Clock out, and go up to your room for the night.”
Her eyebrows raised quickly and her attitude turned on a dime. “You’re sending me to my room?”
“Yes, I am. And I’m the boss. What I say goes. Get used to it.” With that he was gone, leaving a slack-jawed, half-dressed Diamond behind.
Pax strode through the club, careening between bodies like a man on a mission as he made his way through the main room. He ignored the jovial greetings, and well-meaning congratulations on his new employee, waving them off dismissively as he exited the staff only back door to the outside. Taking the back way around the hotel to the casino was longer, but it was quieter, and it would give him time to get his semi-erection under control, and to quiet the conflicting thoughts racing through his brain with every step he took.
As he rounded the corner to the front of the hotel, he heard his name being called from behind him. He recognized Jason’s voice immediately, but he was not in the mood for a face to face confrontation at the moment, so he just kept walking, as fast as he could. But it was a lost cause. While Pax did weight training to stay in shape, Jason ran marathons for fun. Pax was fast, but Jason was faster and by the time his friend caught up to him, Jason was panting, and had to stop to catch his breath.
