Into The Woods (Dark Fairy tales), page 23
The room was as promised: more of a lounge than the club floors below. The platinum lounge almost resembled Fiona’s office, with everything in an elegant white and silver. Crystal chandeliers hung overhead and long white tapers flickered throughout the room, giving the space an intimate vibe. Sutton scanned the room and spotted Charlotte holding conversation with Helix, in the corner. She walked over to the bar and poured herself a glass of champagne before walking over to Charlotte.
“Charlotte,” Sutton greeted her, as she gave her friend a kiss on her cheek.
“Sutton, love, how are you?” Charlotte asked, in her overly chipper way.
“Sutton, it’s good to see you again,” Helix hummed, as he gave Sutton a sly smile.
“Helix.”
“So, this is the first time I’ve seen you in here. Don’t you normally stay on the lower floors?” Helix asked, as he sipped his brandy.
“I do, but I thought I would take a chance.”
“Your thoughts?”
“It’s nice. I love that it’s quieter here than downstairs.”
Helix laughed a deep, hearty laugh. “That it is,” he said, running his finger down Sutton’s arm.
“So, Helix was just telling me about his trip to Spain,” Charlotte interjected, bringing the conversation back to her.
“Spain, wow, that sounds amazing,” Sutton added, catching Charlotte’s annoyance at Helix’s sudden interest in her.
“It was all business; nothing worth talking about.” Helix’s eyes burned into Sutton’s, as he gave her a devilish smile.
“How are you, Sutton?”
A deep voice brought Sutton out of her conversation. She turned and found she was face to face with Jeremiah. “Mr. Wolfe…I mean, Jeremiah. How are you?” Sutton said shakily, as she turned her attention to Jeremiah.
“Well. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I was just hoping to steal Sutton away for a minute.” Jeremiah grasped Sutton’s arm gently, as he pulled her away from Charlotte and Helix.
“No interruption,” Charlotte said, with a smile.
Sutton gave a smiling Charlotte and a frowning Helix a nod, before following Jeremiah. Jeremiah led Sutton down a hall. The hall looked much like that on the fourth floor, but instead of numbers on the black doors there were names engraved in dark red. Jeremiah led Sutton down the hall to the last door on the left. The name “Wolfe” was written in a dark red script. Sutton looked across the hall and noticed “Hunter” on the door straight across from Jeremiah’s. The sudden thought of her boyfriend…lover invaded her mind as she walked into Jeremiah’s room.
“Please, make yourself at home,” Jeremiah said, as he walked over to the bar. “Can I refresh your drink?”
“Yes, please,” Sutton said. She handed her glass to Jeremiah.
Sutton looked around the room. The walls were a soft sage. There was a small brown love seat in the corner, next to a fully-stocked bar. On the other side of the room was a large cherry-wood poster bed. Sutton took in the room. It was very serene and peaceful. It was the most peaceful place she’d found since she entered The Woods. Sutton took a seat on the couch, with Jeremiah joining her, holding a glass of bourbon and her champagne.
“This is a rare treat,” Jeremiah said, as he sipped his drink.
“What’s that?” Sutton said, still taking in her surroundings.
“Seeing you here in the Platinum Lounge is a rare treat. I’ve mostly seen you on the third and fourth floor, with Maddox. Once I saw that it was you, and that you were alone, I had to take advantage of the moment.”
“Take advantage?” Sutton asked apprehensively.
“Take advantage of the fact that Hunter wasn’t here to interrupt,” Jeremiah said, with a chuckle.
Sutton felt her body calm as she let out a giggle. “Well, I never knew this floor was so nice, otherwise I would have come sooner,” Sutton said, as she sipped her drink. She didn’t know what it was about Jeremiah, but he always made her feel nervous.
“So, Maddy never brought you to his room?”
“Maddy?” Sutton repeated the almost whimsical name for her not-so-whimsical man. “No. I guess he didn’t want me to see it. So, do all Platinum members have rooms?”
“Yes. It’s a special benefit of paying Fiona way too much money,” Jeremiah laughed, as he took another sip. “Helix seems very into you. I’m sure to get an earful tomorrow for stepping in on his territory.”
“Territory? I’m not his territory.” Sutton sipped her drink as the realization that Helix wanted to sleep with her filled her head. She had only thought that Charlotte was mad because she’d been with him first. The thought that he wanted her had never crossed her mind.
I’m really bad at this hooker thing, Sutton thought as she finished her drink.
“That’s right, you’re Maddox’s territory.”
“I’m not his, either.” Sutton felt her stomach flop as the semi-true words came out of her mouth.
“So, you’re just Sutton,” Jeremiah said, with a smile. “A girl all alone in The Woods.
“But I’m not alone. I’m with you, Jeremiah.”
“Are you?” Jeremiah gave her a sly smile before taking another long sip of his drink.
Sutton took a sobering breath. It was one thing to sleep with other men—but then there was Jeremiah. She didn’t know what bad blood was between him and Maddox, but her being with Jeremiah in his personal room was only asking for trouble. Sutton made space between her and Jeremiah on the tiny couch. She was starting to regret her choice to leave Helix and Charlotte.
“I don’t mean I’m with you. I just mean that we are having a drink together, therefore I am not alone,” Sutton retorted anxiously.
“Well, let me refill your reason for being here?” Jeremiah gave her a grin, as he stood and retrieved a bottle of champagne. He returned to the couch and quickly refilled Sutton’s glass. “Why are you here?”
“You asked me to come here.”
“No, why are you a member of The Woods? A pretty girl like you can’t get her kicks on the outside?”
“My kicks?” Sutton repeated with a giggle. “I guess I’m here for the adventure.”
“The adventure?”
“There’s so much to do here. Things that I never knew existed on the outside. Things that I never thought I would be brave enough to do, I can do here without fear and without trepidation. I guess that’s why…” Sutton stopped, as the words clicked in her head.
“Why? “Jeremiah asked, with an inquisitive stare.
“That’s why I can’t stop coming,” Sutton said with a smile, as she sipped her drink.
It was clear in her head now. Money wasn’t the real factor in her coming to The Woods. It was a factor, but not the main reason. It was the thrill. It was the feeling she had when she threw care to the wind and did what she wanted, did what felt so amazing and natural. That was the real reason that she came to The Woods. The excitement of what she could encounter was what brought her back.
“So, what do you think Hunter would think of you in my room?”
“I think we both know what he would think.” Sutton grimaced, as she sipped her drink.
Jeremiah let out a hearty laugh. “He is an angry one, that Hunter.”
“Why are you two so…hostile to each other? What happen?”
“You know how the story goes. We were once your age. One person did something to the other, and the other never got over it. It’s rather boring, and a bit childish, if you ask me.”
“So, then, why don’t you two just make up?”
“You don’t know Hunter that well. You don’t just make up with Maddox. The man can be…what’s the word I’m looking for?”
“Stubborn as a mule?” Sutton said with a giggle.
“So, you do know Maddox,” Jeremiah joked. “It’s best to leave things as they are. After all, they’ve worked this long. I poke him and he throws little hissy fits. It’s cheap entertainment.”
“So, his hissy fits…”
“Don’t get better. Don’t expect them to. The man’s staff hate him, and with good reason. I think I steal someone for my legal department from his firm every year, thanks to his attitude. The man has no anger control. That’s the main reason that I think I will let go of this little idea in my head. I would hate for you to face his wrath,” Jeremiah said, as he stood and walked to the door.
Sutton stood and walked over to Jeremiah. “What idea?”
“Nothing, just a silly thought that I would kiss you. But I would hate for Maddox to find out. So maybe we should just leave this as a simple drink and a chance to get to know you. There will be another time.”
Sutton couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, but she knew that Jeremiah was right. It was bad enough she was going against Maddox’s wishes, but being with Jeremiah very well could start World War III.
“Well, it was nice talking to you. Good night.” Sutton gave Jeremiah a smile as she walked out.
Jeremiah closed the door and downed his drink. Pulling out his phone, he dialed, then pressed send. “Come to my room,” Jeremiah ordered, as he fell onto his couch. “No, she’s gone. No, I didn’t sleep with her. I have no intention of sleeping with her. She’s not ready. However, you are, and I’m fucking horny, so stop kissing Helix’s balls and get your sweet ass over here.” Jeremiah ended the call as he picked up Sutton’s glass. He chugged the last of the champagne, then held the glass to his lips. “She’s not ready, but soon,” he said with a smile. “Very soon.”
***
Sutton turned to Jeremiah’s closed door. She took a deep breath and turned to walk away. Before she could make the first few steps she glanced over to Maddox’s door. She turned the knob and let herself inside. Turning on the light, she closed the door and looked around the room. The room was simple, much like his house. There was a bar in the corner and a black poster bed. The walls were a dark blue, and the carpet a soft black. The room seemed empty, as if it had been a while since he’d used it.
Sutton took a seat on the bed and wondered if she would ever be in this room with Maddox—if her guide would ever return to The Woods or if she would be forced to lead herself. Sutton rose from the bed and fixed the slight indention she’d made on the soft black bedding. She walked to the door and quickly left. There was no way she could ever be with Maddox in this place and still do her job. Fiona was right, there is no room for romance and sex, Sutton thought, as she ran her fingers over Maddox’s name on the door. Until he came to the decision that she was the one, she had to separate The Woods from Maddox.
Sutton turned to leave, but was stopped by a loud, familiar scream filtering from Jeremiah’s room. Sutton pressed her ear to the door. She knew the voice making those overwhelming cries of passion. She’d heard that sweet but loud voice before. Sutton cracked the door and peeked into Jeremiah’s room. Jeremiah sat on his knees atop the bed, as he drove hard into Charlotte. Charlotte’s long black hair was wrapped tightly in his grasp, as he pounded into her with no regard. A boisterous mix of pleasure and pain filled Charlotte’s voice as she gave in to her powerful lover.
The sight left Sutton utterly still and almost breathless, as she watched a skilled and stimulating Jeremiah move vigorously into Charlotte. Her eyes traveled the length of Jeremiah’s body. The tan chiseled physique of the stunning blonde man filled her head with dirty thoughts. The idea that she was only a “yes” from being where Charlotte was sent a wave of disappointment over her body, as she wondered what fucking Jeremiah would feel like.
Sutton gently closed the door and made her way back to the main area. She poured herself a glass of champagne and tried to clear her head of naughty thoughts. Jeremiah was a no-go as far as The Woods went. She knew that Maddox was part of it, but there was something else stopping her from being with him. Something she really couldn’t put her finger on, but she knew that it was best to trust her gut on the situation.
“Sutton,” Helix said, as he strolled over to Sutton.
“Helix, hi!” Sutton pulled herself out of her racing thoughts and looked at the handsome man before her. “I take it you and Charlotte are done talking?”
Helix let out a laugh, knowing that his companion was now getting it hard from Jeremiah. “It’s for the best. She bores me to tears. She actually reminds me of my wife.”
“Wife? You’re married?” Sutton asked, a bit shocked.
“Five years. She’s about as deep as a puddle, and her idea of kinky is a hand job in the living room instead of the bedroom.”
“So, is that why you come here?” Sutton sipped her drink and wondered if this was okay. Was it okay to question platinum members on their personal lives?
“Yes. I give her a life of complete leisure, and in exchange she gives me freedom to do as I please.”
Sutton felt a giggle escape her lips, as Fiona’s dating analogy came to mind. The real world was filled with people exchanging every possible thing for sex and money.
“Do you want to fuck me, Helix?” Sutton asked, boldly. There was really no reason to beat around the bush, Sutton thought, as she studied Helix. He was a cheater and she was a hooker; there was no reason to be bashful.
Helix yanked Sutton in closer. “No, I want to spank you,” he said, in a deep hum, as he ran his fingers down to her sex. “Then I want to fuck you.”
Sutton bit her lip as the once shy and reserved man brought out his kinky side. “What are you into, Helix?”
Helix gave her a smirk. “Have you ever heard of safe words, Sutton?”
“Yes,” Sutton replied thinking back to her romp with Maddox and Charlotte. “Lead the way.” Sutton downed the rest of her drink as she followed Helix back down the hall and into the first room on the left.
Sutton’s eyes grew large as she walked into the red room. The room looked much like the S&M room on the fourth floor, with canes, whips, and paddles neatly placed on the walls. The large bed was covered in black silk sheets, and ready-made restraints hung from the foot and headboard. Sutton turned and looked at Helix. This was certainly something she wasn’t expecting. There was never a moment when she’d looked at the man and thought, “he’s into kink.”
“So, what am I suppose to do?”
Helix walked over to Sutton and slowly undid her dress. She let it slip to the floor as she stepped out of it. Helix examined her body, nodding approvingly. “I like it rough, but I can make an exception until you can get on my level. While we play, I like to be called Master.” He pulled Sutton to his body, wrapping his arms tightly around her. “If you’re good, I’ll teach you more—on the bed. Get on your hands and knees.”
Sutton climbed onto the bed. She couldn’t believe it, but she was actually excited. Before The Woods, the thought of anything like this would have terrified her. Now? Now she couldn’t wait to see what Helix was going to do. Now she couldn’t wait to be his little submissive. The idea of being able to please all of the highly skilled members of The Woods was no longer scary; if anything she was ready for the kinky challenge. Sutton thought about Fiona’s warning: if you let yourself, you can really explore and enjoy yourself. Is that what I’m doing, Sutton wondered, as she took a deep, excited breath.
With that, Sutton exhaled, and let go of all of her doubts. She would make it through The Woods. She would learn to be strong, and more than all of that, she would have a hell of a lot of fun doing it. Helix laid a sharp smack to Sutton’s ass. The pleasure and pain radiated through her as she waited for his next blow. She was poised and ready. There is nothing I can’t handle, Sutton thought, as a slight tinge of excitement rushed through her, quickly replacing that nagging feeling. She was a part of The Woods, and The Woods were now a part of her.
Chapter Eighteen
Three months later:
“Give it to me harder, oh, I love to feel you inside of me,” Sutton screamed, as she wrapped her arms around Clint’s neck.
“I love your pussy,” Clint groaned, as Sutton bounced up and down on his length. “I’m coming…oh yeah.”
“You’re the best, baby,” Sutton panted, as she feigned complete satisfaction.
It had been three months since her promotion, and Sutton now considered herself an old pro at faking it. After she was promoted, she was allowed to venture to the forbidden zone: The Platinum Lounge. The floor was unlike anything on the other floors, resembling more of a penthouse living room than a club. There were no bartenders and pulsating music, unlike the other floors. Everything felt more intimate and upper class.
The one thing that threw Sutton was the fact that every platinum member had his or her own room of their choosing. The three months in The Woods had given Sutton access to only a few of the rooms, and therefore access into the sexual desires of some of Atlanta’s elite.
