Ripple Effect, page 13
part #1 of Effect Series Series
Shit.
I looked over to Snake and nodded toward Ainsley. He knew what I wanted even though he was swamped with his own duties tonight.
Ainsley is more important.
I spun Ainsley around and kissed her hard, making sure all these assholes knew she was mine. When I pulled back, desire danced in her eyes.
Desire only for me. Good.
I looked down at her wrist to make sure she had on her white bracelet. I liked seeing that white band on her. I liked the thought of her being taken—by me. It was a deep satisfaction.
“Baby, I need to go talk to Hampton. I’ll be right back. Order whatever you want. It’s on the house.”
She gave me a light kiss. “Don’t worry. I’ll stay right here and talk to Nora. Go handle your business. I’ll be okay.”
I turned and went to my office. One of my old fuck buddies, Jasmine, was hanging out near my office door. She was beautiful with her short pixie-like dark hair and green eyes. She had wanted to get more serious, so I had walked. The noise of the club made it hard to hear everything as Jasmine started to speak.
Her tongue swept across her bottom lip. “Hey, Adam. Are you busy tonight?”
I held up my wrist. I had on a white band also. “Jasmine, I’m taken. Our arrangement ended a few years ago. Excuse me.”
She pouted her lips as I pushed past her. There was no need to say anything else. She meant nothing, and I had been crystal clear before we slept together.
Shutting the door, I dialed Hampton.
He picked up. “I think I’ve found Roach. He’s in a small apartment in Alpharetta. I should have confirmation over the next day or so.”
Finally, we’re making headway.
I closed the office door behind me, muting out most of the sound. “What do you need from us, Hampton?”
Hampton cleared his throat as papers rustled. “Do you want this guy pressed for information? I have a friend named Bane who knows people. If needed, I can call him to get some references of who we should hire.”
I scrubbed a hand down my face. “Let’s first see what Roach is up to. From there, we might need to get in contact with this Bane guy.”
“Sounds good, Adam. I’ll be in touch.”
“Thanks. Let me know what you find out.”
“Will do.”
We hung up, and I sighed a breath of relief. Hopefully, this mess would be behind us soon. So far, no one’s face had been visible on the pictures that were posted.
I went to my computer screen and glanced at all the video feeds from the club. The bar in the sex club came up. The new member, Tyler Helms, was talking to Ainsley, and Jasmine was walking toward her.
Fuck.
Just because Tyler was a rich trust-fund baby, and he was the son of our lawyer didn’t mean he could write his own laws here. He was a cocky bastard.
My club. My rules. My girl.
Tyler had that look of lust on his face.
Motherfucker.
I could tell he wanted Ainsley.
Where is Snake?
And I knew Jasmine was going to cause problems.
I went straight to my office door and to the bar, nearly knocking someone over in the process.
That shithead is about to learn a lesson.
Wait.
I needed to maintain my composure. Ainsley didn’t like fighting, and this was not how I would normally handle it in the sex club. Confrontation was a faster solution for the bar scene, so I generally chose that method. I needed to calm my inner beast that always tried to surface. I didn’t have an anger issue. I just liked problems to be dealt with quickly at my club.
The music was low and sultry. Tyler touched Ainsley’s shoulder as he was speaking to her. My fists balled up, and then I relaxed them, reminding myself to stay calm. I could easily get my point across another way. Ainsley pulled away and scooted a little farther back from Tyler.
Asshole.
I made it to Ainsley and wrapped my hands around her waist. Jasmine was standing behind Tyler, watching us.
“Hey, baby,” I said.
Ainsley leaned into me at my term of endearment.
I looked over to Tyler, who was watching the exchange. He was clearly surprised.
That’s right, asshole. She’s mine.
Tyler glanced at Ainsley’s tits before looking back to me. I forced my fingers from their natural inclination to tighten into fists around her waist.
Tyler spoke almost condescendingly, “Hey, Adam. Good to see you again. Ainsley and I were about to have a drink.”
Ainsley went stiff in my arms, and her head shot over to Tyler. Stiffly, she said, “I said I didn’t want anything and that I was waiting for Adam, my boyfriend.”
He gave a cocky smile, and I was three seconds away from revoking his membership.
As I held Ainsley closer to me, I spoke directly to this asshole with ice in my voice, “Tyler, I suggest you read the manual and know that white bracelets mean off-limits. Ainsley’s mine. Don’t make that mistake again. I’ll revoke your membership next time any rule is broken, regardless of who your father is.”
That sobered Tyler up.
Good.
He stared at me as if he was trying to intimidate me. I looked him back in the eye as I gave a smirk. Tyler downed his drink and slammed the glass on the bar before turning and walking away. I noticed that he hadn’t acknowledged my earlier comment. If Ainsley wasn’t here, he and I would be having a serious talk, but I didn’t want to leave her alone for a second longer. He’d be here at some point when Ainsley wasn’t.
With one problem down, another scooted closer to us. Ainsley looked away as Nora was giving Ainsley an air high-five.
Jasmine took a long sip of her drink and then said, “You know, Adam and I used to fuck like rabbits. He’s been through most of the girls here. We could try the three of us.”
Ainsley’s head snapped to the left. Before I had a chance to say anything, Ainsley said, “And who are you?”
Her voice held as much ice as I’d had in mine when addressing Tyler.
Jasmine gave a smirk. “I’m Jasmine. He said I was the best lay he’d had in years.”
I interrupted, “Jasmine, I suggest you watch yourself. We haven’t fucked in years. You’d bett—”
Ainsley held up her hands. I was strung tight and getting pissed off at the nerve of this bitch.
Ainsley calmly but sternly spoke with enough heat to melt Antarctica, “Jasmine, I’m not sure what you planned to accomplish, but if you think I don’t know Adam has been with several people in this club, then you’re delusional. I’m sorry you apparently haven’t gotten over your fuck-buddy relationship, which I’m sure he made abundantly clear was over. I suggest we not speak anymore, or I’m going to ask Adam to revoke your membership for not respecting the white-bracelet rule.”
My girl had a backbone, and I supported her. “Don’t push it, Jasmine. If you bother Ainsley or myself again, you’re gone.”
Jasmine grabbed her drink and left the bar.
Problem two had officially been dealt with. Ainsley had shocked me with her reaction. She had been rational, and she’d let the past stay where it belonged—in the past.
I turned her around on the bar stool. “Are you okay?”
She stood up. “Yes, I’m okay. I’ve honestly been expecting someone like Jasmine to approach me with some sort of jealousy. Your past is more colorful than mine, but we’ve both still slept with people. It’s a nonissue for me as long as they stay in the past.”
“I promise, Ainsley. That’s where they all are.”
She reached up and gave me a gentle kiss. “Then, that’s all that matters.”
“Are you ready for our night on security camera duty?” I kissed her again.
Ainsley grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “I have my eagle eyes ready to spot anyone misbehaving.”
“Good. You’re going to need those for security.”
She paused for a second and then glanced over her shoulder seeing Tyler on the other side of the room. Ainsley turned back to me. “Who is Tyler’s father?”
“He’s our lawyer’s son.”
A look of disgust went across Ainsley’s face. Nora set a Guinness on the bar and then went to the next customer. Ainsley looked over her shoulder as I grabbed my beer and gave Nora a wave before she was out of sight. This week, Nora’s hair was black with red tips. She wagged her eyebrows up and down while giving us one of those shit-eating grins.
Leaving the bar, we made it to the security office as several other people watched us. I knew people probably thought I had lost my marbles with how I was acting with Ainsley, but I didn’t care.
Ainsley had been in here when I gave her a thorough tour of the place the other night. I closed the door behind us and motioned toward the couch.
“Make yourself comfortable, baby. I’m sorry I have to work tonight. I’ll make it up to you.”
Instead, she sat in the chair next to me. I liked that she wanted to be close to me.
“I’m going to hold you to that.” Ainsley bounced her leg like she was nervous, and her shorts rode up slightly higher.
My dick was aching. It was going to be a long night.
She started twirling her ring, and that was my sign that something was up. I planned on giving her a few minutes before I asked what was going on.
Then, she started talking, “To pass the time while you watch the screens, do you want to play a game?”
Scrolling through all the screens quickly, it seemed like there weren’t any impending problems. I checked the queue, and no one had hit their button to say they needed help.
I responded, “I’d be up for a game, I guess.”
“I think we should play Twenty Questions.”
I leaned back in the chair. We knew the basics about each other at this point. I was curious to see where she was going with this. I was beginning to trust her more about not trying to push me somewhere I either didn’t want to go or wasn’t ready to go.
“I’m game.”
She rubbed her hands together as I glanced at the screens again. Tyler and Jasmine had found each other.
Good. They would be a great match. Arrogant asses.
“I’ll ask first.” She tapped her finger to her mouth. “When did you lose your virginity?”
I chuckled. “Sixteen. It was in the back of my mom’s pickup truck. You?”
“My senior prom in a hotel room. It was not memorable in the slightest. He was drunk and passed out after the deed was done.” She shook her head. “It was not fun. Okay, next question. What’s something you want to do with me, but you haven’t yet for whatever reason?”
I ran my hands down my jeans. I was liking this game more and more, but she was making security detail difficult.
“Tie you up while I fuck you senseless on the Tantra Chair.”
She squirmed in her seat.
“What’s a fantasy you’ve always wanted fulfilled?”
“To do naughty things together in a public place. It seems like it would be exhilarating.”
Now, I was enjoying this little game a whole hell of a lot. I could easily do that for my girl. I made a mental note. She spread her legs slightly, and a blush crept on her cheeks.
She’s up to something.
She ran her finger up the inside of her leg. “Will you ever masturbate in front of me?”
My mouth gaped slightly at that question. I had not expected that. “Um…yes, we can do that.”
She cocked her head to the side as I watched her face.
“Would you want me to do that, too?”
“Finger-fuck yourself while I watch?”
She nodded.
“Hell yes. I’d be right there, coming with you.”
My girl was getting more and more sexually open each and every day, and I loved it. She was comfortable with me, and we could talk about almost anything.
Ainsley stood and dropped her shorts. She didn’t have on any panties.
I swallowed hard. “Hell yes. Did you plan this, baby?”
“Yes.”
That one simple word had my dick at full attention. I sat back in my chair and undid my pants, showing her how turned-on I was. Quickly, I glanced at those stupid-ass screens again.
We’re hiring someone for security tomorrow.
She sat back in the chair and licked her lips as she arched her back and pulled off her shirt and bra. She sat there in a chair, naked, for me. Her hand began trailing toward her center, and my mouth watered at the sight.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day, Adam.”
I rolled her chair toward me. “Baby, brace your legs on my armrests and then touch yourself.”
She put her feet on the armrests. I placed my feet around the base of her chair to keep her from scooting away.
“Now, touch yourself, baby. Make yourself come. Watching you fall apart is going to make me lose myself.”
My words gave her whatever push she’d needed as she started touching herself. I grabbed my cock and started rubbing it as I saw her rosy pussy. She was glistening as she entered her body, and she threw her head back at the feeling.
She moaned, “Adam…Adam…Adam…”
Those words on her mouth did something to me. My name was getting her off behind her closed eyes. She began vigorously rubbing herself, and I started stroking my cock, harder and faster. We were going to come together. Any second, she was going to go.
“Ainsley, look at me when you come. Watch me come.”
Her eyes snapped to mine and then zeroed in on my hand rubbing my dick. It was ready to blow. She started panting hard, and she was coming. I let it go and started erupting on the floor as we watched each other fall apart. She was a goddess as she slumped back in her chair. I leaned back in the chair and watched her.
She’s mine.
Her legs were still propped on the armrests with the evidence of her arousal still on display. I caressed her feet.
“I’ll play Twenty Questions anytime you want.”
Ainsley smiled coyly at me. “I love that game. I can’t—”
There was a knock on the door, and Ainsley abruptly tried to scoot back, which caused the chair to start tipping back. I went to grab it when I heard the door opening.
My voice thundered as I yelled, “Do not come in here!”
The door slammed shut.
Shit, I forgot to lock the door.
First, I made sure that Ainsley wasn’t going to fall. She kept glancing toward the door. There was cum all over the floor.
“Baby, get dressed. No one will see you. Let me step out in the hallway.”
Ainsley still looked half-startled. “I guess that will teach us to leave the door unlocked again.”
She was trying to make light of the situation, but I was on edge. Someone had almost seen her exposed in her beauty.
I gave her a chaste kiss. “I’ll be back.”
As I walked to the door, I zipped myself back up, and I opened the door enough for me to slip out. Snake was about seven feet from the door. He was a smart guy not to give me a knowing grin.
“What’s up, Snake?”
Snake ran his hands through his hair. “I needed another walkie-talkie, so I could talk with all the guys. Mine died.”
He held up his nonworking one. This was another reason I hated those damn things.
“Let me get you another one. I’ll turn one on, too, tonight to help. Stay out here.”
Snake nodded, and I went back into the room. Ainsley was dressed, and she was cleaning up my mess.
“Baby, I’ll get that. I need to get this walkie-talkie to Snake.”
She smiled sweetly up at me. “I wanted to. I’m almost done.”
I grabbed a charged walkie-talkie, went back out into the hall, and handed it to Snake. He took it from me, turned it on, and headed off toward the bar.
He called over his shoulder, “Thanks, man. Let me know if you need anything.”
“Will do.”
I went back in, and Ainsley was throwing away the last of the paper towels.
“Thanks, baby.”
“Anytime.”
She wagged her eyebrows up and down, and I chuckled.
I went to the desk, sat down in the black leather chair, and looked at all the screens again. All looked clear. Ainsley came and sat on my lap. I moved her hair over, so I had access to her neck as she leaned back.
She was playing with her ring. “Are you still okay about going to my mom’s friend’s thing tomorrow? I found out it’s actually a congratulations party for her daughter. She got admitted late into medical college. I told my mom that I’m seeing someone, but there’s no pressure to come.”
I continued flipping through the screens as I gave Ainsley’s neck a kiss. “Yes, I want to go. What time do we need to be there? Do you like Donna and her daughter?”
“It starts at seven, and it’s a dinner thing. Donna was a supposed friend of my mom’s when I was growing up. We should only have to stay a couple of hours at most.”
There was a slight vulnerability in her voice that cut to the quick of me. I wanted her to trust me enough to talk about what had happened to her.
“We’ll leave around six thirty to get there on time, if that sounds good. Do you want to talk about it?”
I kissed her neck again and wrapped my left arm around her waist. She settled in a little closer, obviously needing the connection.
We sat in silence for a few minutes.
Then, she started talking solemnly, “My dad was a horrible man. This supposed friend of my mom’s used to tattle on my mom to my dad, and it would cause a lot of problems for her. My mom is the type of person to look for the good within people even if there isn’t any. She stayed with my dad until he left her, and honestly, I think she is still under some delusion that he’ll come back. She’s always been there for me, and she’s protected me, but we don’t talk about any of it. It’s as if what I remember as a kid never happened. Sometimes, because of all the denial, I question if any of it was even real.”
With her anguished voice, my curiosity was at an all-time high. Ainsley stayed silent as she looked into the distance with her eyes unfocused. Since we had met, it seemed Ainsley enjoyed the silence at times. That was something we both had in common. Feeling the need to touch her, I kissed her neck again, and Ainsley leaned into it. As the silence continued, a lone tear fell down her cheek. My right hand came up and brushed it away.
