Case
Jealousy & Lessons
One week later…
Sitting at Velvet Veil, watching my girl from the corner of the room, I sip my bourbon getting angrier by the minute. I knew the moment I agreed to this shit that I was going to live to regret it. Why did I think I would be okay with this? Whether I’m seeing it in front of me or if I was home waiting for her. Either way, I don’t like it. I’m normally not a jealous or violent guy but tonight, tonight I’m about to show I’m nothing but that. Every breeze of their fingers touching what is mine…I want to spill blood. Every laugh that leaves her mouth…I want to punish her. This was the absolute worst idea of the night. I should’ve stayed at school and worked out while she was here for a few hours but no. I dropped her off and snuck in because I’m an animal and couldn’t sit still.
My hand tightens around the glass as some guy in a suit smacks her ass and slips her some cash in her bra. The need to break every finger on his hand is outweighing the need tosit here and not be seen. It’s one thing to serve drinks and flirt but the way she’s working the room makes me irate. My heart pounds in my chest and anger trembles in my veins boiling the blood that flows through them. She’s going to make me lose my shit before her shift is over but technically it’s not her fault. She doesn’t know I’m here. I’ve made sure to wear a mask I’ve never worn before and stayed in the darkness of the room.
Lifting the glass I take a big sip as I continue to watch her. One of the other girls approaches her and whispers something then looks across the room at a group of three guys. She better not even think about it. I swear to god. She smiles at the girl and nods. She fucking nods then struts over to the group. One of the guys grabs her and she tries to pull away but he gropes her tit and I fucking snap.
Dropping the glass onto the floor, I march over to them and remove my girl from his grasp.
“Hey buddy, wait your turn!” he tells me then looks at his friends laughing. I mock them by laughing then rear my fist back and slam it against his face. She screams, covering her mouth with her hand and I rip off the mask and look at her.
“Out! Now!” I order and she runs for the back door. I follow right on her heels as she grabs her coat and bag, shoving her cash into it then out the door she goes walking quickly down the steps. I slam the door behind me and she spins, putting her coat on.
“Case? What the fuck?” She yells as I walk down the steps right into her space. She pushes me back but I don’t budge.
“Compromise denied.” I growl.
“W-what?” She stammers, her eyes wide with fear.
“I’ve been sitting in that room watching you for the last hour–”
“You what? What the fuck? You couldn’t give me one night. One night to work? You just come in here like a caveman andpunch a client. What the hell Case.” she yells again, stabbing her finger nail into my chest.
“That’s right I fucking did and I’ll do it again. No one I mean no one touches what’s mine!” I snarl and she slaps me across the face.
“Fuck you. I’m not some fucking object you can possess and control Case. I can take care of myself.” She shouts and I laugh.
“Take care of yourself…” I snicker. “Yeah, we saw how well that went with Kenneth.” I spit and she slaps me again.
“How dare you! How fucking dare you throw that in my face, you asshole!” She screams, then spins to walk away. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that but fuck! I’m livid with her. I follow behind her and grab her around the arm, spinning her to face me.
“Don’t walk away from me, Lyla. I’m not done with you.” I growl and she goes to hit me again but I slap her arm away and wrap my hand around her throat.
“Get off of me, Case. You’ve done enough tonight!” She thrashes and I press my body weight against her and into the nearest car.
“No, I will not get off of you. Do you think that was fun, watching you work the room. Have other men touch you and grope you?” I spit and she growls in my face.
“It’s my job. You dick. You know exactly what goes on in there. You’re a fucking regular. Stop acting like this is brand new to you!” She rasps but I tighten my grip.
“I don’t fucking care. You’re mine. I’m the only one who gets to touch you.” I spit, as my free hand pulls at her jacket, opening it and sliding my fingers between her legs. “I’m the only one who gets to feel how wet you get.” I growl, pressing my thumb against her clit. “I'm the only one who gets to hear your sweet sounds and taste you.” I breathe against her lips, licking the gloss from them. Her chest heaves as I dip my hand into her panties andpinch her little clit. “I only want you wet and panting because of me. Not because of those men in there.” I warn and her eyes snap to mine while lust blows in her gorgeous orbs. I sink my finger into her core and she whimpers but I tighten my grip on her throat. “You feel my fingers baby. The fingers that make you cum so fucking hard you beg for more like a fucking slut.” I ask and she nods, the best she can under my grip. “Come on. Fuck my fingers like the whore you are. Show me who you belong to.” I growl, releasing her neck and pulling down her bra to pinch her nipple.
“Fuck, Case. Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop.” she begs.
“Who’s my dirty little slut?” I moan, licking the side of her neck as she reaches into my trousers, stroking my length.
“Yours Case.” she pants as I hiss the faster she jerks my cock.
“Louder.” I command as she pumps my dick faster. I pinch her clit and she convulses against me soaking my hand with her release.
“Yours, I’m fucking yours. Case.” She screams, swiping her thumb over my tip while squeezing roughly. I feel that familiar tingle race up my spine and I growl her name as I cum so fucking hard.
“Lyla, I love you.” I pant and she places a kiss on my lips and pulls away.
“I love you more, Case.” She whispers and I remove my hand from her panties and wrap my arms around her, hugging her tightly.
