EroticReverie

Maddie

I’d have to tip housekeeping extra for the mess we’d made on the bed this morning.  I’d also need to get my fucking head checked for how fucking bad I had it for Scott Sullivan.  The man could fuck like no other and my pussy was aching all day because of it. Aching from how hard he’s fucked me as well as aching for wanting more. 

We’d had the meeting with Torrent and signed all the necessary paper work. Then Torrent invited us to his VIP section tonight at one of the clubs. It would be rude not to accept , so we did.  

I’ve got on a tiny strapped sparkly sequin black dress, backless with a low dipped neck that drapes nearly down to my navel. One of found in a shop earlier after researching the type of outfits that women wore to the specific club we were going to. I’ve got strappy black heels and my hair pulled up into a loose updo with pieces of my hair , framing my face. I’m wearing more makeup than usual , with a dark Smokey eye and my lips are plumped and glossed , when there’s a knock at my door and my cell phone alerts me to a message. 

“Im here you pretty little slut.” Scott’s message reads and I roll my eyes. Grab my small handbag and then shove my phone inside, and ignore the heat that forms low in my stomach when Scott Sullivan calls me a slut. Or when he calls me pretty.  Get it together Madeline. Jesus. I tilt my head and crack my neck and shake out my nerves before heading to my hotel door and pulling it open. 

The heat in my stomach , turns to a fucking inferno as I open the door to find Scott standing there in all black. Perfectly tailored black pants with a black dress shirt , and shiny black leather shoes and a belt to match with a gold buckle a gold watch around his wrist. 

“Fuck. Me” he mutters as his eyes fall up and down my body. He lifts his hand to his mouth and bites his knuckle. 

“Already have. Nothing special.” I say and his lips turn up and his eyes lift back up my body to my face.  Scott Sullivan was the only man I knew that got off on me insulting his manhood. It was infuriating how sure he was of himself. Nothing I could say could change the fact that the man knew he had a dick that could change your life. 

“I can’t wait to fuck that mean little mouth of yours tonight.” he says in a low tone , deep and hungry that has my legs rubbing together as I shift my stance. 

“You’re not getting anywhere near my mouth or any other part of me.” I say as I lift my chin. Trying to convince myself more than I am him. 

“Oh yes I am” he smirks. 

“No you’re not” I huff and shove at his chest. His hard , perfect chest as I move out of my room and pull the door shut behind me. 

As we stand by the elevator Scott bring his hand to the nape of my neck. Wrapping his hand around the back of my neck and I arch my back and go to move , but his other hand slips around me. Laying over my lower stomach and he pulls me against his chest. 

“I’m fucking every single part of you tonight Maddie” he groans. 

“Get your hands off me” I say , nearly fucking panting.  

“No” he groans as my nipples tighten and his hand drops to the hem of my short dress and drags it up my thigh all the way to my hip till his fingers find my thong. 

“Mmm, you should take these off…I want your cunt dripping down those legs for me” 

“Fuck you” I exhale. 

His fingers curl around the side of my thong and I gasp as he yanks the other side of my dress up. Grabbing the other side of my panties and pulling them down. 

“Scott!” I hiss. But he does it so quickly and my panties are at my knees and then on the floor. 

“Cmon dirty girl, Give me your fucking panties” he groans. I exhale. Lifting my one foot. Then the other as Scott pull them from me and I he chuckles to himself. 

“Good girl” he whispers and then his hands slide up the outside of my legs as he stands and the elevator opens. 

“You’re such a bastard” I say as I punch the button to the lobby and the doors close. 

“Mmm, I love when you call me names baby” he teases and I roll my eyes as he shoves my panties into his pocket. My toes curl and I bite the inside of my lip. He was too god damn hot. God I can’t believe I let my walls down around him last time we were here in Vegas. Such a fucking mistake. Because I was addicted to our banter. Addicted to his dirty talk and addicted to his dick that had no fucking right feeling as good as it did when the man fucked me. 

The elevator only drops a few floors before a group of young men and women pile onto the elevator. 

I suck in a breath as Scott slips a hand to my waist and pulls me to his side and then in front of him. 

The group is laughing and talking and I give polite smiles to the people who look at me and Scott before turning around and facing the front or each other as they continue to talk and laugh. Clearly already partially wasted. 

Scott’s other hand grabs my opposite hip and he pulls me close to him and I feel his head drop down and his lips brush my ear. 

“You smell real fuckin good baby” he whispers and my nipples harden even further as one hand drops down behind me and up my dress. 

I stiffen and gasp softly as he whispers. 

“Just stay still” he whispers as his large warm hand caresses the inside of my thigh and then he groans as the side of his finger glides over my wet pussy. 

“I wanna be inside you” he whispers and a finger slips between my lips and up inside of me. 

“Mmmfuck, my cock belongs in this wet little cunt, let’s go back to the room, fuck the club, I want to fuck this slutty little cunt” he groans and pumps his finger slowly. My eyes rolling back as I stand there with his finger fucking my slowly. I give a little shake of my head and he groans in my ear. 

“You need to be fucked Maddie” he whispers as he slides a second finger inside of me. Making my legs tremble as my cunt clenches around them. 

“You need this pussy fucked , I know you do, I know you didn’t get enough this morning, I know your pussy needs more of me”

I bite my lip and shake my head and the elevator doors open and his fingers slide out of me. Leaving me dripping and aching between my legs. I turn my head over my shoulder and look up at him as he sucks his two fingers and gives me a cock fucking wink.

“So fucking good” he hums as the people in front of us pile out of the elevator. 

His hand going to the small of my back and ushering me out. 

“Let’s go, Vegas needs to see you all done up like a pretty whore” he whispers and I suck in a breath. 

——

We’re in the club in the VIP, Torrent cocks a brow at me. Giving me an up and down. 

“Nice dress” he smiles and then shakes my hand and then shakes Scott’s. 

“Thank you” I smile politely as he sits back down and the group of girls on the velvet couch all scoot back in closer towards him, the two closest to him leaning in towards him as he lifts his arms up over the back of the couch and they place hands on his chest. Draping their legs over him , fawning all over him. 

“Get these two a drink” he says to his friends. A tall man with a porn star mustache immediately grabs a bottle and pours us drinks. Handing one to me and one to Scott. We toast with Torrent and then move to the side. 

“Torrent is eyefucking the shit out of you.” Scott growls under his breath. I roll my eyes and take a sip of the champagne and shrug. 

“So?” I ask.

“So, if he doesn’t stop I’m gonna knock his teeth out.” Scott mutters and I feel my mouth twitch. Call me a bad feminist , but I liked possessive men. I liked jealousy and alpha asshole bullshit. But I liked it a lot more right now , coming from Scott. 

“He’d wipe the fucking floor with you Sullivan” I  give a little laugh. “Or have you already forgotten our CLIENT” I bite out reminding him

That this man is our JOB and not to fuck around. “Is an MMA fighter?” I ask and look up at him. 

He licks his teeth and looks at me. 

“I don’t like the way he’s fucking looking at you.” He says and I roll my eyes. 

“So only you’re allowed to look at me like you want me on all fours?” I ask and his eyes darken. 

“Glad we agree” he says and I roll my eyes again. 

“That wasn’t agreement” I say and he looks at my mouth. 

“You don’t own me Sullivan. He’s allowed to look at me like he wants to fuck me.” I say. 

His nostrils flare. 

“I bet he’s a great fuck” I whisper up at Scott, poking the bear , because it’s too much fun.  I can hear the slight growl that comes from his throat as he looks down at me. 

“All that muscle…I bet he could really throw a girl around the bedroom” I lick my lips and his eyes go to my mouth again and his jaw clenches. 

“He could pin me down and probably fuck me so hard that-“

“Shut your fucking mouth” Scott growls and cuts me off. 

The corner of my mouth lifts and I cock my head and take another sip of my drink. 

“I bet he can satisfy me, unlike other men I’ve fucked” I say with a little smirk and he leans down and brings his mouth to my ear. 

“We both know what that pussy needs Maddie…and I’ve got it right here babe…keep pissing me off and I’ll wreck your fucking cunt right over that fucking table in front of everyone in this fucking club”

His words make my breath hitch and my pussy pulses and aches and drips between my legs. 

“Keep running that slutty little fucking mouth babe, I promise to make you fucking regret it” he snarls in my ear. 

“We both know who runs that fucking pussy, you pretty fucking bitch” 

I let out a loud breath and he chuckles against my ear. 

“Got anything else to say McAdams?” He growls and I shake my head. The need I have for him dripping down my thighs. 

“Good girl.” He growls in my ear and my lashes flutter and then he draws his mouth from my ear and then looks at me and over my head and gives a small smug smirk to whoever he’s looking at it. And I turn to find Torrent watching us.  

——

Half an hour later I go to use the restroom and come back to fucking chaos. My eyes dart around looking for Scott and they find him just as Torrents fist finds his jaw. I scream and run, pushing through the people that are standing around , security grabbing Scott as he stumbles back with a busted lip. Torrents friends grabbing him from swinging another punch to Scott and I step between them and scowl at Torrent. 

“What the fuck are you doing?!” I yell at him and then look at Scott and go to him my hands on his face as he snarls and pulls at the hold the security guards have on him.

“What the fuck?!” I screech as I gently lift my hands to his face and his eyes fall down to me. A satisfied smile on his face and I shake my head as the security pulls him from the vip and I follow till they toss Scott right out the door. 

I glare at the security as Scott stumbles and I grab his shirt and then his face. 

“What the hell happened?!” I hiss as I gently touch his bleeding lip.

“Nothing that fucker didn’t deserve”He says. Turning his head and spitting on the sidewalk. 

“What the hell happened?” I ask and he looks at me. 

“I think I just lost my fucking job” he says and breathes hard and heavy. 

I shake my head. “Why? What happened , why did he hit you?!” 

“Because I hit him first” he smirks. His tongue licking at his bloody lip. 

“You what?!” I screech and slap his chest.