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I hauled her back on my chest, so I could be quiet. “Hell. No. I don’t like to be blackmailed. Instead, I make deals. Men who come to Royal Road pay a pretty penny upfront if they plan to use our rooms or our girls. They do so without paying, we’ll hear about it and find them.”

Sky’s lips grazed my neck. “So, what do we do so I can get out of here? There’s a bed, ya know.”

I didn’t want to think about the bed that laid before us. “I’m thinking,” I told her, wracking my brain on how to appear to be having a good time with Sky and not ruin things for me and Maddie.

Chapter 17

Kingpin

Damn I needed a drink stronger than beer, but I grabbed an ice cold Budweiser and poured it down my throat. About finished it in one go. Sky snatched one from the ice and sucked on it like she had my pierced cock. That gave me an idea. I put my bottle between us. “Give my Bud here a lap dance. Ralph’s probably watching but from the vantage point of the camera, he won’t be able to see that close to tell you’re not warming me up.”

“You want me to grind on your bottle of beer?” She about laughed.

“Exactly. I won’t do anything to mess up my chance with Maddie and you get away from Ralph. It’s a win, win situation, love.”

Rolling her eyes, Sky began her dance over the beer between our intimate parts. The cold bottle against my dick and balls acted as even more of a deterrent. We only had to seem as if we were enjoying ourselves in case Ralph watched us for a moment. Even on a slow Monday, I didn’t imagine the guy sat in the office and watched all the rooms. The videos were for extortion, not pleasure. They had plenty of girls and guys for that sort of thing.

Sky rolled her hips over me. Every time she sank down to rub against the bottle, she recoiled. “That’s cold. It’d be much better if I were rubbing against your jeans.” Her bottom lip became fat as she pouted.

Giving in somewhat, I wrapped my hands around the bottle.

Sky had no problem popping her pussy against them. “With all those rings, it’s quite nice,” she muttered, enjoying herself. She squirmed her body against mine and reached behind her. Unexpectedly her bra top disappeared. Her dark braids hung down around her exposed tits. I wished I could grab them and tie her to the bedpost with them just so I could bite her nipples, hard.

She ran her hands over her sexy orbs, squeezing her peeks, tugging them. Her face reacted to the pain she inflicted on herself. “Don’t you like what you see?” She fussed.

“What’s up with this outfit, the braids? The sweet voice?”

Sky sucked on her finger. “There’s a lot of old men who come here looking for a sweet little thing to fuck. I’m just playing the part. I’m a good actress like my mom. Like how she’s going to be in that video with Bubba. You know she’s playing the part of his wife.”

“Let’s not talk about that.”

Sky sank her nails into her plump mounds, scratching. “Why? Does it make you want to hurt me?”

“Turn around,” I barked. I didn’t need to stare at her titties and what she was doing to them. My dick felt like it would explode.

“Yes, Mr. President,” she said in her best Marilyn Monroe voice. Fucking smart ass.

I longed to shut her mouth, either with my dick or by wringing her neck. She bounced her ass against my hands now. The bottle was no longer too cold, so I let go of it. It fell away completely. Not that it’d been doing much to keep me from her. Snaking my arms around her, I gripped her breasts. Yeah, I loved touching them. I pressed my lips to her back. Holding her, I subdued her until she couldn’t spring on me. Raising up to her ear, I muttered, “Stop. Stop this madness. You know why I can’t fuck you, love.”

Giggling, she squirmed her booty against the bulge in my pants. “You want to as much as I do.” Her saying she wanted to be fucked about did me in.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m here to rescue you, love. Be your Prince charming, remember?”

“No, you’re the villain. You’re here to fuck me and that’s it. Just unzip your pants and be done with it.”

“Sky, this act’s gone on long enough. We can get out of here. You’re driving me crazy.”

“I thought you were the President of the Royal Bastards MC and could have anything and anyone you wanted,” she taunted me. “Not some pussy whipped cuck on the strugglebus.”

That did it. I grabbed her up by the neck and shoved her forward, throwing her on the bed in front of us.

She pressed her ass up in the air seductively. I ran my hands down her back to the K, I’d carved into her skin. Just another toy. That was all she was. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to control myself. I went for another beer and chugged it.

“You want me to fuck you?” I asked her.

“Yes, please.”

“Turn around and show me your pussy.”

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