Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 143

"Ah," I said, "That makes sense. It wouldn't have been unwelcome though?"

I play on both sides of the fence if that's what you're asking." Her left hand slid lower, across my stomach, and slipped between my lower abdomen and my cock so that it rested on the back of her hand. Her slick fingers slid out from under it, and then carefully traveled over it, tentatively rubbing my firm erection while her dark eyes watched my reaction.

I simply met her gaze and nodded. Her dainty fingers closed around my hard cock, barely able to get around it, and she began slowly working it up and down.

"Have you ever had a massage with a happy ending?" She asked.

I sighed and my hips began to roll in time with her strokes. "I've only ever had three professional massages in my life, and none of them have ever ended like this."

She hummed softly. "Well, you should know most of them aren't this thorough."

"What do you mean?"

She pointed my cock straight in the air and slid her hand down to the base as she leaned forward and enveloped the top half of it between her generous lips. I let out a long groan as I felt her tongue run across the head and encircle it.

Oh. That's what she meant.

Wednesday, 6:03 pm

I opened the door to my room to find Ashlee standing in front of the doorway wearing a black chiffon cocktail dress. It fit her like a glove and showed off her curves perfectly. The fabric cut high across her chest with a collar that went around her neck but there were no sleeves, leaving her shoulders bare. The fabric wrapped tight around her breasts, and a sash of the same color wrapped around her waist and knotted on one side. From there, the dress flared out into a flowy A-frame that displayed her bare legs from the knee down and ended with strappy black high heels that added an extra three inches to her 5'3" frame. She wore a simple gold bracelet on one wrist and simple gold hoop earrings. Her dark brown hair hung down her back just below her shoulders in luscious waves that she probably spent a long time on. Her makeup was minimal - just a hint of mascara to make her green eyes stand out, lipstick to give her lips a couple of shades of light crimson, and a bit of blush on her cheeks. She looked stunning.

"You look stunning," I said in complete honesty.

Ashlee leaned against the doorframe and placed her head on it as she looked up at me with a pleased smile that displayed her cute dimples perfectly. "Why, thank you, sir." She looked me up and down and said, "And you look dashing."

It was nice of her to say, but there was no way I was worthy to be seen on the arm of this goddess. I wore a simple black suit and a crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the collar foregoing the tie. I looked like an NPC next to this main character

"Are we ready?"

"Yeah," I said and turned to head for the door joining with my bodyguard's room, "Just let me check on Chloe."

"She's coming too?" Ashlee said. She didn't sound put out, but she didn't exactly sound enthusiastic about it either.

"She's part of the deal," I called over my shoulder. "Like dating someone with a cat."

"Cats don't go gambling and clubbing with their owners."

"This one does," said. I reached the door. It had been cracked since we'd arrived, so I opened it without much thought. "Hey, Chloe. I think we're-"

I paused, once again speechless at what I saw. Chloe was standing with her back turned to me in front of a full-length mirror putting the final touches on her hair-half of her hair was up in a fountain ponytail, elegantly spilling around her head as the rest hung loose around her shoulders and spilled down her back.

She wore a red metallic knit dress that shimmered in the room's lamplight. The back draped low, showing a generous expanse of bare back; it was the most I'd ever seen of Chloe. The freckles that lavished her nose and cheeks were even more plentiful across her back, making her complexion look darker than it was.

My suspicions about her being fit were confirmed. Chloe was jacked. It wasn't a freakish amount of muscle, but as she finished her hair, I saw well-toned muscles ripple, and her bare arms and shoulders displayed more muscle than I'd ever seen on a woman.

She wasn't about to grace the cover of a bodybuilder magazine, but I wouldn't be surprised if she could hold her own in an arm wrestling match with most of the men I worked with at Marduke.

In the mirror, I could see the front of her dress, which draped in a gathering of loose fabric that hung low, showing more cleavage than I would have ever imagined my bodyguard would be comfortable with. Her dress stopped just above her knees, but there was a slit up one side that stopped two-thirds of the way up her thigh. She also had strappy heels nearly the same shade of red as the dress, which added a few more inches to her height, making her around 5'8". She wasn't wearing any jewelry, but that hardly mattered. She was breathtaking. In this moment, this tough woman with a cool exterior and a more toned body than most of the men I knew was very much a woman

My eyes traveled up her body and were seized by her gaze as she stared at me in the mirror, catching me checking her out.

"Your cat's almost ready," she said. "Two minutes."

I nodded and ducked out the door, afraid to even say anything. Goddamn... I couldn't decide who was going to get more attention.

"She'll be ready in two minutes," I said, hiking my thumb back over my shoulder. I wasn't about to let Ashlee see my reaction to Chloe; her jealousy had already latched onto Erin even though Erin had made it clear she wasn't interested in being a girlfriend. I had a feeling there was pre-Marcus history playing a role there.

Ashlee was going through my room's minibar and wasn't paying attention anyway. She stood up and sauntered back toward me. "So does Chloe go everywhere with you now?"

"Yep," I said as I led her out of the room. "Like I said, after that Incident yesterday. Either she's with me or at least one of the Johns.

"Johns?" she asked.

"Male security. So far, all their names have been John."

"Is that a joke?"

"Well, one of them is named Ray, but think he's just a glitch in the matrix." I looked down at her. "What are the names of the security guys you met?"