SAINTS V SINNERS

Bryson had managed to sneak off a few hours ago to go visit her father before the chaos with Wade was to begin. While she was gone she stopped and got her hair and nails done with the check he provided. She tip toed into the room as best she could in her heels. “Alright, it’s time to get you cleaned up. I don’t need you failing inspection and your mom sniffing out our arrangement.” The new tightly curled fro she was sporting matured her in a good way. “Sorry if I sent you into a panic. I had to visit someone before everything got crazy and I had to make myself presentable.” It was obvious before she lost everything she kept herself up. “Well, rise and shine, I already took in upon myself to get an appointment for this mane of yours.” She was honestly mesmerized by the amount of hair he had growing from his scalp. “I already spoke to Zoe and she promised to just clean up the ends and your facial hair.” The young woman knew she was probably overstepping her boundaries or talking too much but he asked her to make this whole thing believable; she wasn’t stopping until she succeeded.

When he still didn’t say much she sighed softly and took a seat. “I hope you didn’t assume I took the money and ran,” she laughed. He knew her name, first and last, and if he really wanted to he could have reported that she ‘broke into’ his hotel room. Why would she run?

wade was up bright and early as usual that morning. he had savoured the few hours alone in his hotel room. in all honesty, he still hadn’t grown accustomed to the idea of having to share everything with someone else, even if just for pretend. wade had always been a private, independent person. the thought of setting that aside was a bit unsettling, but if he wanted to sell the idea of a happy and healthy relationship to his mother then he needed to overcome it all. he’d gotten into the shower and threw on one of his more casual outfits to reserve the day for whatever it was bryson had in mind. as soon as she walked in, he couldn’t help but straighten his posture. “no worries. i’ve been awake for a while.” he alerted, eyes widening slightly when she had told him that she had planned his haircut today. 

“yeah, i guess a trim wouldn’t hurt.” he shrugged his shoulders. he had to admit, he wasn’t exactly expecting bryson to agree to their arrangement. if it had been him in her position, he would have probably skipped town with the money. “i had my doubts that you’d stay,” he admitted, knowing honesty would be integral if they wanted to seem like a believable couple. “but i’m glad you did. i don’t think i could have found anyone better for the job.” he said, offering her the tiniest of smiles. “i was just about to dial up room service. are you hungry?” 

Kash took it hard everytime she brought up the other male and their date. He didn’t understand his body’s reaction as he knew for a fact she was too young for him. Even after reminding himself of her age and position in life it still hurt. Some part of him figured it was thanks to her teasing and wearing as little as possible but there was some part of him that if he dwelled on it would harm them both in the end. The older man was struggling not only with her behavior but his thoughts as well. Kash just kept telling himself that he was only interested in Pandora because he was lonely and once he got over this rough patch he would be fine. On the other hand he assumed it was all thanks to his ex doing a number on him as well. The longer Pandora took the harder he began to think she was probably going against his hints at being sexually active. His main concern was losing her as a nanny if she were to fall pregnant but a part of him felt jealous that she would sleep with another man.

“Just save it,” he mumbled. His blue eyes swiftly ran over her hair and shirt and he was assuming the worst; she slept with her date. He kissed his son’s head once again before heading for the door. Kash was livid but he refused to argue in the presence of his son, even if he was sleeping. “We will talk about this late and stop shouting when my son is sleeping.” His voice was leveled and calm but he was raging on the inside. He didn’t have time to stand here and argue but they would hash this out after work. Before he could think over his words he snapped at her. “It wasn’t like you absolutely needed that date.” Without another word he left.

pandora didn’t bother opening her mouth as he walked out of the house. truth be told, she was beyond pissed off at kash for how terribly he reacted. even if her date hadn’t been real, even if she had just done this to anger him, she couldn’t see why she needed to tolerate this kind of behaviour. at the end of the day, she was still free to see whomever she pleased. he had given her countless of speeches about the fact that she was still young and deserved to act as so and yet here he was scolding her for being five minutes late. 

all through the rest of the day, she had taken perfect care of kayden. he had woken up at the usual time to be fed and cleaned after, and pandora took to her responsibilities as though nothing had gone on. however, as soon as kayden was back fast asleep and she knew kash would be coming home any second, pandora fled straight to her room and onto her bed. the last thing she wanted was to speak with the older male. the hours had flashed by and she was still just as upset as she’d been earlier by the way he had spoken down at her. a sigh slipped past her lips when she heard the front door open and close. her best bet was to pretend to be busy with studying, even if it wasn’t the case. with another huff, the young girl stepped out of her bedroom to meet him in the kitchen. “kayden’s fast asleep and i won’t be eating tonight so you’re free to get whatever you want.” her voice was uncharacteristically low. for the first time since moving in, she wasn’t looking forward to encountering him. “and i’ll be studying all night so if you don’t need me for anything, i’ll be on my way.” she rolled her eyes, turning around without another word as she headed out of the kitchen and toward the stairs. 

Jackson knew she would go through several emotions about the lack of communication but anger was the furthest from his mind. He would never openly admit it but he had no plans of getting rid of Courtney; he just wanted her to suffer as much as he did during her little stint. He was planning on contacting her later that day after work but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was behind. The CEO had managed to make it to the final page and was just about to highlight the last section when his phone began going off once again. He sighed and glanced at his phone, noting the number; it was his maid which meant Courtney was here.

To jackson it was solely about their arrangement but if Courtney was going to push his buttons privately and it led to the kind of sex they had previously had he would take what he could get. After all, his pickings were slim when he was on his search before; not many young ladies were willing to withstand his behavior. He stood, straightening himself up and putting everything work related away. The older male forced himself to sit as the sound of heels against his newly installed wood floors filled his ears and another pair of steps scrabbled behind. Once she finally entered and the door shut behind her he couldn’t help the smirk that appeared for a few seconds; Jackson knew what this was, she had on something skimpy. “Indeed it was. I think you forgot whose in charge here.” He reclined in his seat a moment later, a glass of dark brown liquid in hand. His blue eyes averted from her as she began fumbling with the buttons and attempted to rile him up. As she spoke he tuned her out, downing the half full glass before pouring himself another. His attention was drawn back to Courtney when the sound of something hitting the floor could be heard. His reaction was undetectable as he gave her a once over and heard her words. “Are you finished Courtney?” His brows shot up briefly before he stood, tossing the blanket at the back of his chair at her to cover up. “I’m still not touching you.” He took a long gulp from his glass to prevent himself from taking her right there on his desk. Jackson knew her last comment was true but he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of knowing it was just that.

courtney liked to believe she was what many considered a free spirit. truly, there were very little things that upset her, but right now jackson was hitting every mark. he was behaving meticulously, probably testing out how exactly to get her riled up. and she had to admit, he’d been more than successful in evoking anger out of her. “you’re in charge, of course.” she scoffed, eyeing him carefully. he looked as though he hadn’t missed her at all. he was far too casual for someone who adored sex. either he had found someone else to satisfy him, or he was simply perfect at pretending. 

her glare only intensified as he dismissed her every comment. she wasn’t sure what had come over him, but the longer she stood there and watched his every action, the further she came to the realization that he was just trying to give her a hard time. “not quite.” she mumbled, snatching the blanket and placing it alongside her jacket. “that’s fine, daddy. no touching.” she smirked as she took another step closer to where he sat on the chair. courtney, however, always found a little loophole in his words. sometimes she felt as though she was smart enough to put her skills to use in something other than tempting her sugar daddy into doing exactly what he promised not to do in the first place. “what’cha working on?” she raised an eyebrow, as she stepped around his desk and grabbed and mimicked his previous actions, pouring herself a drink. “no need to simplify it for me. i can be smart when i want,” she chewed at her bottom lip as she watched him from the corner of her eye, the tiniest of smirks gracing her features as she perched herself up on his desk. “you said you wouldn’t touch me. is there a rule about me touching you?” she raised a brow, reaching out to run her fingers through his hair, tugging at it softly. “because if there is, i might have to get my hands a little dirty with someone else. would that bother you?”

She couldn’t forget that night even if she wanted to. Afterall, she was unable to walk for a week and a half thanks to the size of James. Anytime she began daydreaming it was about the incident or having him inside her again. If she tried hard enough she could still feel his hands touching her sensitive nub and could hear him groaning.

Her brows furrowed for a moment as she swore the voice sounded familiar. Her attention quickly went to Brian when he snatched the container out of her hand. He was shaking them and babbling on about something before catching sight of James. He gave him a mostly toothless grin before continuing to shake the Raspberries around. Bianca’s head snapped up at the mention of motherhood and her face immediately began reddening. All that came to mind was that night and the fact that he knew what she looked like naked and what she sounded like when pleasured. It took her a second but she did reply. “He didn’t come out of my vagina,” she smirked. She placed the child back in the cart before looking at James. “I get it, you’re pissed at me but in my defense I couldn’t walk for the last week and a half. And when I was able to function I didn’t think you would remember me or even care,” she shrugged. Clearly he did and she kind of felt like an ass. Her attention was back on Brian as he flung one of the bananas out of the cart. “Really?” Her damp curls bounced as she went to grab the fruit. Even now she looked younger with no make up and her hair in it’s natural state.

james had been lied to countless of times by the women he’d chased around, but something about bianca seemed genuine for a change. so he was disappointed to find that she hadn’t contacted him the last few days, and now to find out she had a child? it had completely thrown him off. james raised a brow, not quite expecting her vulgarity around the young child. “nice, but uh, he looks quite like you.” he eyed the young child, a friendly smile on his face appearing briefly before his gaze fell upon the girl once again. 

the older man shook his head in response, as though to deny her claims. “why would i be mad? it’s your life.” he shrugged his shoulders, knowing that a nonchalant demeanor was the best way to convince her that he felt indifferent to her leaving. truthfully, he shouldn’t have been upset. in all actuality, it was her choice and her life. as much as he wanted to change her mind about hookups and men in general, he knew that at the end of the day only she could change her outlook. “i wasn’t drunk, but you’re right. i don’t care.” he was spitting out pure lies at that point but he couldn’t quite help himself. if anything, it was just revealing how truly upset he felt about her ditching him. “contrary to what you probably believe, i was actually just getting groceries.” he shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed the fruits that he was looking for. “it’s just sex, isn’t it? it was nice and now it’s over. we don’t have to act like we owe each other if we bump into one another while shopping.” he licked his lips. 

Kash was home with his son Kayden for lunch. He could do this too often thanks to his newest client and his high demands but today he had made a deal with Pandora so the young woman could go on a date. He grinned as he gently bounced his son around. “Oh, you like that don’t you.” The baby’s giggles filled the air as he was lifted into the air. Kash kissed his son’s head before craddling him against his chest. His phone was going off indicating that his time was up and he needed to return to the construction site. He sighed and silenced the device. “I wonder where she is Kayden. She knows I have to get back,” he mumbled. The baby giggled, thinking the two were still playing. A moment later his head rested on his shoulder and sleep threatened to take him over. “Aw, you’re sleepy. Well, Pandora will be here to put you to bed any minute now.” He planted another kiss to his head and began rubbing his back as he walked around, gathering his items. Kash was calm for the most part until the minutes began ticking past and he had yet to receive a phone call. He rocked his son gently as his temper silently began fueling. Where the hell was she? She knew he was on a time limit and this was how she was going to act?

He opened the door to check if she might have parked and there she was, heading for the door. His expression was unreadable but his eyes were a dead give away that he was pissed. “We will talk about this when I get back from work. Put Kayden to bed,” he snarled. Kash turned back inside, swiftly grabbing his jacket and bag.

over the last week or so, pandora’s lie had grown out of proportion. she had begun bringing up her so-called date several times during her conversations with kash, creating whatever little details about her mystery man to make it seem more believable. she hadn’t actually planned what she would do the day of, but instead of staying in with kayden and claiming that the event had been canceled, the young girl briefly excused herself once kash got home for lunch and headed out toward her campus where she spent the majority of her time catching up on school work. it was pathetic to even think that she would go this far to see whether kash liked her or not. had her intuitions about him been correct, he would have told her a long time ago rather than watching her dazzled up for another guy. pandora had her answer already, and yet she was willing to push the envelope further. she was really testing his limits and she had no idea where it would take her. nonetheless, she couldn’t be forthright and admit that this had all been a sham, even if she wanted to. so as soon as it was time, she obediently made her way back over to the house in an uber. she let out a deep breath, deciding to let her hair out of it’s previous style and untuck her shirt. she wanted to sell the idea that she had somehow managed to have sex with her date in the span of one hour. it shouldn’t be too hard. kash never spent more than a single second looking at her. she still sensed that he would notice it either way. 

the girl quickly stepped out of the car as she headed for the door, eyes widening when she noticed she had been late on the way over. “kash, i...” she trailed off, unsure of how to respond. he wasn’t usually this crude to her, not even when he was tired after a long day of work and she wouldn’t stop bothering him. he’d always had this gentleman quality about him that seemed completely gone. “i was just five minutes late!” she protested, setting her items on the couch as she headed over to the young child, holding him close as she rocked him. “i don’t mean to be rude, but this was your idea. i tried to do the best i could under a restricted time frame.” 

It had been a week since the gala and as Jackson predicted that night Courtney wasn’t able to withhold her orgasm. To his surprise he wasn’t able to hold up on his torture methods and the pair had been sexually active on more than one occurrence. He was shocked that his little one came at him teasing just as much and if not more than he. He found himself hardening at the thought. Jackson quickly pushed the image aside to finish up his work in his study. He had only been home for about two hours and within the short stint he was back to work.

The CEO hadn’t sent for his baby girl in the last four days thanks to her behavior but he was testing her. He wanted to see if she would demand his attention and just show up, pull incident like the one at the gala, or silently take her punishment. That was right, after evaluating the Gala situation he knew for a fact she had done it because he was lacking something she needed. He couldn’t determine what that something was but he was prepared to find out. He knew for a fact Courtney wasn’t going to take her punishment in silence so Jackson was already prepared; his house staff had already been notified to allow her in but he was to be notified ASAP. The older man was almost done reviewing the last new contract when his cell went off. Rather than answering it just yet he simply silenced the device and continued reading, highlighting as he went along. Little did he know that may have been the call he was awaiting.

oh, courtney. a plan that could have completely blown up in her face had turned out to be the best thing she had ever done. the sex that night had her seeing fireworks and the days after also proved to be quite pleasurable. and yet somewhere out of the blue, jackson had upheld his promise not to touch or see her until he felt that she had learned her lesson. she was okay with it at first, deciding it was the best way to see whether jackson could really hold off on her, or whether she had finally triggered something within him that would make him want her every second of the day. much to her dismay, it didn’t turn out to be the latter and truthfully, she didn’t know whether to feel heartbroken or outright pissed off at him for the lack of attention.

the moment she had been greeted at the door by one of the caretakers of his home, she couldn’t help but feel absolutely torn between both emotions. the highlight of the last few months had always been spending time with jackson. sometimes it felt as though he had actually cared for her beyond their little agreement, like one day he might actually lay and talk with her after sex instead of disappearing and emerging himself back into work. but as her heels clicked against the freshly polished floors, eyes gathering the image of the maid probably calling jackson’s cell to alert him of her arrival, she was knocked back into reality. it was never supposed to be about attention or the company of one another. it was supposed to be her offering sexual favors in exchange for lavish gifts and money.  no other girl would have complained in the world if a guy offered her that deal. then again, she wasn’ t just any other girl and jackson wasn’t just some guy. the young girl offered the maid a forced smile. “it’s okay, i can find my way into his office.” she didn’t think twice as she headed straight for the stairs, eyes wild with anger as she barged straight into his office. courtney shut the door behind her, ignoring the pleas of the older woman still trailing behind her. “was four days really necessary?” she cleared her throat, fingers fumbling with the buttons of her jacket. “you’re not mad that i was dancing with another guy at the gala. so tell me, daddy. what is it?” she cooed, taking a few steps toward him. “did you feel embarrassed that you got so hard for me you couldn't even bare getting through my punishment?” she licked her lips, letting her jacket fall to the ground to reveal the pink lingerie underneath. “or does it bother you that i managed to get inside your head?”

Kash hadn’t hid why his now ex wife left him but he wasn’t forthcoming with the information either. Leslie, Kayden’s mother, never wanted children and he had to plead with her and provide a large settlement just to keep his own son. He had hoped the pregnancy would change her but it had the opposite reaction; she pulled away and all but left Kash before the arrival of their son. Now he was working nonstop to not only fill the void of her absence but make a better life for his son. He and Pandora hadn’t had many talks bit he assumed she came from a stable two parent household. If it wasn’t for him wanting to strip her naked everyday of the week they might actually be able to hold a conversation.

Kash knew exactly what she was stating and he refused to acknowledge it. “True, but I am still a parent,” he replied. His life didn’t end with the arrival of Kayden but he held himself to a certain standard now that he had a child. He rubbed his stumbled cheeks and shook his head. “You know, I think I feel much better with you having a lunch date, if you don’t mind. I can come home on that hour or so and you can see your during that time period.” This was Kash’s way of ensuring there wasn’t any sexual contact between the pair. He had to be back on the construction sight in an hour and half and Pandora knew not to make him late. He did want to be in between those thighs of hers but if she ever openly came onto him he would have to let her go. Once he made it to his office he sighed heavily and ran his hands over his face and through his hair. What the hell had he gotten himself into? She was going to be the death of him. He decided against working and simply reclined in his chair and polished off what alcohol he had left in his glass. Just as he drained the last of it’s brown liquid he heard Pandora at his door. A heavy sigh left him before he stood and began exiting. “Yeah,yeah, yeah. Coming out,” he replied jokingly. “I can’t have you hiding during this storm.” He hated to admit it but Pandora reminded him of Leslie in the way she preferred close contact when storm season arrived.

it was a bit odd that kash had trusted her with kayden. he didn’t know very much about her, after all. just the general stuff. the fact that she was in college and was in search of a stable job. it wasn’t that pandora expected him to want to know her, but she did wish he would show some interest. even if she was trying to get into his pants more than anything, it did get lonely around here. the only other person she could bond with was a tiny baby who had no idea what she was saying half the time. not to mention the fact that while her school friends were busy with parties and having fun, she was cooped up in her bedroom catching up with work, or reading tons of books for class. would it have been easier to just quit and look for a place to live? sure. but that meant denying that she had a bond with kash’s son and she couldn’t quite do that. 

“a lunch date, huh?” her cheeks burned bright red at the sound of his request. could it have been that he was just the slightest bit jealous? “yeah, i think that can be arranged. he doesn’t live too far from my school. i can stop by there after class for lunch.” she shrugged her shoulders. she was happy that she had somehow convinced kash that there was a guy in the picture. but to make it more believable, she knew she’d have to make mention of him or pretend she was talking to him while on the phone with a friend from class. it wasn’t long until she was waiting for kash by closed door of his office. “i don’t tend to rest easy when it’s raining.” she offered him another one of her usual innocent smiles. it wasn’t until he emerged from the room that she was reaching to remove her oversized hoodie. a tiny chuckle slipped past her lips when the satin nightgown rode up slightly but much like always, she pretended like there was nothing to it as she led the way back toward the kitchen. “so kash, are we going to sit on the dining table like boring adults or you finally going to let me show you how great tv dinners can be?” she raised a brow. truthfully, she just wanted to take any chance she could to sit close to the older male. if it meant sitting through a few boring shows then so be it. “i don’t have to get on my knees and beg you, do i?” there she went again, sending mixed messages. she sure hoped he was imagining what she looked like on her knees in front of him. 

He chuckled at the thought of seeing Teagan at a firm with one of her designs on. “I could see that and I know first hand just how stuffy those suits are.” Jamal only knew because he promised his mother one mother of working in his field and he absolutely hated it. It was like living in his own personal hell. After that month was up Jamal was out of there and doing what he did best; producing music for his clients and it had clearly worked out in his favor. He liked Teagan and he hated to admit it but he liked her far more than his girlfriend, Talia. For a while now he felt as if he was pretending with her but with Teagan things came more organically. He knew for a fact things wouldn’t go smoothly if he ever voiced this so he would quietly bow out.

Jamal’s brown eyes roamed around his surroundings taking it all in with a smile. This gave great insight into the mind of Teagan. He chuckled and shook his head, “I bet. My sister has the same problem so my dad converted the whole basement into her workroom.” His brows furrowed as his eyes flickered from the outfit before him to Teagan several times. “Where though? I don’t see it. Fashion is about self expression and that there definitely tells me a lot about you.” The idea of Talia remotely rude was foreign but if he thought hard enough he could think of five different times Talia had some slip ups. One of those did involve one of his sisters too. His expression seemed to change at her statment but he still shook his head. “So what if the neckline is a bit low? You still should have worn it and just used the fashion tape,” he shrugged. Having sisters gave him wisdom on plenty of things. Jamal didn’t even catch on to the fact that she was moving them pass the topic; he was essily distracted around certain things. “Whoa,” his hands immediately began running over the garment in shock. “Damn, you’re really good,” he chuckled. His mind quickly went to his siblings and he chuckled further. “I’m going to have to keep my siblings away from you. They are going to be begging you to design things for them.”

it was insane to think that jamal actually understood her. what were the odds that she’d have so much in common with a boyfriend of her sister’s? all of the guys who talia had dated completely entertained the constant bullying and belittlement teagan was forced to go through. and although they both had yet to be in the same room as talia at the same time, she had the feeling that jamal wouldn’t likely stand by and watch his fiance act out. “i forgot to ask you what you did for a living.” teagan raised a brow, genuinely interested. talia had mentioned something about jamal being into music, but she didn’t go too much into detail about it. truthfully, it was nice to see someone close to her sister tap into their creative side. 

“that’s amazing. my dream is to get an apartment and convert the second room into a workplace. it’s starting to get jam-packed in here as you can probably tell.” she said with a laugh. teagan had often times limited herself to a few pieces a month just because she didn’t have enough space to store her works in progress. her parents obviously didn’t want to help her out, much to her dismay. she had grown accustomed to getting things done quicker than she’d like, but it was the only way she could make this work in her favor. “you’re right but...i rather not have a whole argument about it, you know? my parents would never let me hear the end of it.” it was difficult being raised up in a household where both daughters were not treated as equals. though talia lived the life their parents wanted, it shouldn’t have made her of less worth. yet that was exactly what occurred. their parents had openly preferred her big sister, even managed to mention it a few times. teagan couldn’t help but smile when he complimented the garment she had been working on for her friend. “i’d love to meet them!” she protested, hoping it’d be okay with him. teagan knew that she would eventually have to get used to the idea of jamal being like another older sibling, even if the thought was quite unsettling. “i find it a lot more rewarding when i work on pieces for others. i get to incorporate things about them into the pieces themselves.” 

“I thought you would eventully hush,” she replied humorously. Bianca didn’t have a problem with him talking she was just in one of her moods. It didn’t help that the other men she had been involved with just got down to business without a word. She could see that her words had affected him but she couldn’t tell if his reaction was positive or negative. She hadn’t had many boyfriends and she refuse to just hookup so it left her with some built up sexual frustration. A smile appeared at his chuckle and she gently began sucking at his neck. “Mhm, I’ll believe it when I see it motor mouth.” Bianca was half desperate and half impatient; when it came to sex and being ready she didn’t like to wait. Waiting usually led to her arousal taking a nose dive and she wasn’t willing to chance it with James. “I’m just in a giving mood,” she joked. Her breath caught as he applied more pressure to her sensitive nub. It never felt like this when she did try to touch herself but James on the other hand had her squirming. While he applied the condom she managed to get her thong off but left her bra. She tossed it somewhere on the floor before watching him glide his monster of a member against her folds. A soft whine left her lips before she blushed. “O-okay.” When she finally felt him line up with her entrance she rested back against the pillow in anticipation. Bianca gasped at the sudden feeling of her sex being entered. “Shit..” she mumbled. “It won’t fit will it?” For once she seemed nervous and worried.

“me? never.” he held back a laugh as watched her with eager eyes. it hadn’t even been that long since james’ last hook up. and yet being here with bianca and feeling as much desire as he did, almost made it seem as though he hadn’t gotten any in weeks or months. there was a sense of livelihood that he hadn’t quite felt in some time. he could tell by the look on her face that he had caused similar emotions in her. she had spoken down at sex with men, claiming that she was able to achieve a better orgasm on her own. there was that look in her eye that said otherwise. which, for him, was an early triumph. he was confident in his own abilities, but seeing her affirm it this early made him feel as though he were on top of the world. james felt even better as he entered her, desperately seeking to fit as much of himself inside her snatch. “no,” he whispered, a loud huff slipping past his lips as he slowly began rocking into her. he could tell she wasn’t lying about taking a sex-hiatus. truthfully, it made this moment all the more pleasurable. had it not been for his experience, he would have came just with the simple feeling of her walls clenching around his shaft, making it difficult to thrust in and out of her. “how does that feel?” he asked, genuinely wondering whether he was hurting her or not. had it not been for her open nature, he might have went as far as assuming she was a virgin. he continued thrusting at a slow pace, his hand returning to their previous position as he circled her swollen clit with his thumb, his other hand flat on the mattress for support. “you feel so good.” he breathed, slowly but surely picking up the rocking of his hips. 

She blushed slightly at his state of confusion before biting her lip. Wow..a man who didn’t believe in casual sex? Did she die and go to heaven? Bryson had a few good times with men her own age but it always took time; the shortest amount of time a guy had before actually having intercourse with her was a year. “Good, I just wanted to make it clear that it wasn’t an option,” she smiled. Her brows raised slightly as she took in his appearance. She was beginning to make mental notes on how she was going to improve his overall appearance when he spoke again. “Yeah…I guess. Oh yeah, you aren’t a serial killer or anything right?” She stepped over after a second, discarding her bags and began examining him. “Do you mind if I make a few suggestions?” The brunette waited a few moments for his reply before proceeding. “I think you should trim your beard some along with the hair. You look good but I have a feeling your parents will know something isn’t right if you show up…like this,” her voice faded.

“Awesome,” she smiled. She may be saying that now but if he was kind and actually followed through with the agreement Bryson was willing to do sexual things for him. It didn’t help that he was attractive. Her petite frame stepped away and grabbed the notebook and pen she kept stashed in case of emergencies. Her jaw dropped at the mention of money. “Really? That’s great,” she exclaimed. “I guess we can start studying on each other now.” She dug around in her bag again before producing another notebook and pen. “I’m going to write down a list of questions and we both answer and switch.”

“gotcha,” he reaffirmed, hoping she would see that he had no ulterior motives with her. wade dropped his arms to his side when he figured it was safe and she wouldn’t try to attack him or anything like that. which, really, was stupid of him to think. he was practically double her size. there was physically no way she would be able to somehow hurt him. the man unbuttoned his jacket, throwing it off and placing it neatly on one of the chairs in the room. “i could ask you the same. you’re the one who snuck into my room, remember?” he raised a brow, letting out a casual chuckle. “no, i’m not a killer. are you?” he offered her a friendly smile. wade knew he could tend to come off as intimidating, but in all honesty, there is more to him than what first meets the eye. “sure. i guess i could use some help.” he shrugged. he knew his mother would inspect every aspect of him physically to make sure he was okay. if he could avoid that by letting bryson tell him what was necessary before going home, then that would be all the more beneficial for him. 

“i figured that was something i should add to my to-do list.” he nodded his head, digging in his pocket for his phone to add all of this to his reminders. his secretary at work usually made all of his appointments, but with holiday break taking place, it seemed as if everything was up to him now. “i’ll have the check ready tomorrow morning. i want to make sure everything runs as smoothly as possible.” he sure hoped she wouldn’t just take his money and leave. that was certainly a possibility. after all, he didn’t really know this girl. she could have flaked on him at any point if she wanted. “alright,” he nodded, stepping over and taking a seat on the chair across the bed. he wanted to keep a healthy distance, to maintain a good first impression on the girl. “shoot.” 

Jackson had yet to realize how Courtney was playing him emotionally. He knew he had control physically but it never crossed his mind that she had him in her little pocket when it came to his emotional reactions. In a way he enjoyed punishing Courtney the way he did. She made him feel alive and the occasional tantrum she threw kept him on his toes.

He smirked at the sounds leaving her lips and continued pumping his fingers into her mound. He planned on making her rethink her actions when it came to contact with other men and especially making them hard in public. His fingers curled inside her and began stroking her spot several times before teasingly avoiding it. This was apart of Simon’s job and the older gentleman simply pretended not to hear the pair whenever they kicked up in the back. He had been there from the beginning with Jackson and thought foundly of Courtney.

“But what little one?” He smirked and smacked her clit gently. Jackson knew he was setting her up for failure but it couldn’t help but think about the torture he was going to put her through tomorrow. Simon made sure the pair were out safely before turning a blind eye on their actions. Jackson’s hand came down on her bottom gently before he pushing his fingers into her mouth. “I want them clean before I get you inside,” he smirked. He took his time getting inside of his mansion before shutting and locking the door. His strong arms let his sugar baby down and pinned her against the door. “You’ve been such a bad girl,” he whispered. His pelvis began rocking into hers, allowing her to feel what she did to him.

courtney had learned long ago that manipulation was the only way to keep any man on his toes. especially the ones like jackson, who preferred to keep much of their lives a mystery from their sugar babies. many of the men she had experience with actually preferred the opposite. they let her into every aspect of their lives whether personal or physical. she had preferred so that way as well. to listen to their problems and offer them a lending hand. it almost seemed like a part of the job, but when she stumbled upon jackson it seemed as though she had to re-evaluate everything she had learned over the last three years. he needed his own special approach, one that relied on his possessive nature. 

but this approach, one that could have consequently ended up in him annulling their agreement, absolutely benefited her as much as it did him. she wouldn’t have it any other way. being spanked, fingered, and teased by someone as powerful and attractive as jackson was an absolute dream come true. courtney didn’t want or need anyone else as long as she could have this and him like this every single day of her life. “nothing daddy,” she whispered in response. she wouldn’t even try and hold back tonight. even if she wanted to, he always made it damn near impossible not to come three, four, or even five times in one night. besides, he had already guaranteed a new challenge for tomorrow. he may have thought he’d  be the only one torturing her tomorrow, but she had another idea in mind. 

the brunette nodded obediently as he shoved his fingers into her mouth. she wrapped her plump lips around his fingers, licking and sucking at her own juices, eyes fixated on him. she hummed in response, as though to hint that he may have wanted to get his own taste of her for himself. she only pulled away with a pop once they were finally inside. it didn’t take long before he had her pinned against the wall, hips jutting out against her own. “i think i need a reminder daddy,” she murmured, letting out a sigh as she poked her own hips out toward him. “remind me who i belong to.” she was practically begging, her hands slipping in between them to gently stroke his length through his pants. “please,” she whimpered.