34 - Sex WizardMiaAn hour later, all three of us were getting out of a cab dressed like we were going to walk on a red carpet. I had donned the lilac purple dress, its expensive soft fabric hugging my waist before flowing into a soft skirt that reached my mid-thigh. I had slipped into white sandal heels and applied minimal makeup with red lips. I looked and felt pretty. And as Summer had called me, ‘A sexy baker who’s the baddest bitch.’Emma was still wearing her attire from before, with a short skirt and blouse, with sharper makeup. Summer had changed into one of my corsets that I never wore because I felt too shy, which looked great over her dress. The club was located out of the city and near an abandoned road. Despite that, the crowd queuing up with sparkling clothes seemed excited, and the energy was intoxicating. Our IDs were in hand, and, as usual, I let my friends handle talking with the intimidating guard when he checked them and flashed the light over the three of us.
35 - Or What?JamesMia’s cheeks flushed into a beautiful pink color, looking away and squirming against my arm. I let her go, knowing her friends were present and she wouldn’t want us to look too suspicious. I hated that I couldn’t even touch her in the public eye. Even holding her hand or leaning too close would be forbidden.When I left after my meeting with the accountant, I hadn’t expected Damon Grant to call me, inviting me to his club on such a short notice. I couldn’t deny because Damon was my company’s biggest client, and I wanted to see its weekend opening. It had opened the week before, but he wanted to run a few things through in a meeting, which I was more than happy to do. Very few clients did the hands-on work or accepted most of our designs, demanding for a change, while Damon had always been analytical and asked questions. The last person I wanted to see there after exiting Damon’s office on the first floor was Mia. Especially in her lilac dress that looked as if it
36 - On Your FoursMiaI scrambled to my feet, my panties utterly soaked. Before I could strip out of the dress, James cupped my cheek and kissed me. I hummed and pressed closer, wanting to touch him everywhere. “Keep the dress on,” he whispered, pulling at the thin strap and releasing it as it stung my skin. I nodded shakily, the back of my legs hitting the silk of the bed. “On your fours.” I bit my lip and eyed him. He looked deliciously rumpled, with tousled hair, sexy blue eyes, an unbuttoned shirt that showed off his muscles and his throbbing cock that glistened with pre-cum at the tip. “Say please.”James smirked and prowled towards me, easily flipping me on my stomach and spanking my cheek before covering me with his length. “Brat,” he growled in my ear when I wriggled my ass to tease him, moaning when he pulled my hair, “Shh, Princess. This room isn’t soundproof.” I flushed and looked over my shoulder to see him put on a condom. His eyes pinned on me. I tucked my dress ov
Part Four“I love you as who you are.”37 - Be QuietMiaI dabbed my cheeks with a tissue for the last time and took a deep breath when James unlocked the door. He had calmed me down and demanded me to drink water from the bottle he offered. I thought I had creeped him out after sobbing like that, but he seemed closer to me than before, clutching my hand in his palm as we both stepped out of the room. He had promised that the cleaning crew would clean them and there was nothing to worry about. I trusted him. “Mia,” Emma whispered, her face pale as she looked between me and James. “I… wait—are you crying?” James didn’t let go of my hand when I tried to pull away. My heart thundered in my ribs, heat creeping up my neck. I didn’t know what to say. She must have already figured everything out. “No, I-I…” I looked closer at her face, her glistening eyes. “Are you crying?”She sniffed and looked away. Emma never cried. She was the type of person who’d say ‘Oh, well’ if she got into a ca
38 - Promise MeMiaJames tugged down my skirt, sliding papers and books on his desk, which he had pushed down when I had entered his office. I pulled up my panties, straightening my clothes and hair, trying not to panic. “Enter.” The door opened just as I took a pencil in my hand, staring deeply at the examples of models I had sketched for the final project of the year, which James had asked us to do. I turned around and saw Claire, clutching a sketchbook to her chest, her eyes throwing daggers at me before drifting to James and softening. “Hi, Mister James!” Please. I might barf. “Hello, Clara.” James gave her a tight smile when she entered. “It’s Claire,” she corrected, still smiling prettily at him. Her skirt was inched higher than before. I looked away, squeezing the pencil in my hand. “Are you free? I’ve a few questions, and I need help with some of my sketches.”She wasn’t asking. She was demanding. “I’ll leave.” I stood up, picking up my bag and closing the sketchbook.
39 - Welcome HomeJamesOne of the worse things than being caught by their friend while making out with his daughter in his own kitchen was having a fucking boner when it happened. “Dad.” I winced when Mia pulled back, color slashing her cheeks. “You’re… you are standing, and you’re here?” I wished I could faint. Or have a heart attack. Anything at that point would work. Clyde looked like he was having a heart attack or another aneurysm, and I was worried. “Were you just kissing James, or was I seeing things?” Even his voice was barely a rasp, his knuckles tightening on the cane he was holding. Despite staying in the hospital for a couple of months, he looked healthy. “Would you believe me if I said you’re seeing things?” Mia asked, shuffling on her feet. I took a deep breath and met my friend’s eyes. “I was kissing Mia,” I answered, keeping my gaze on him, even though guilt and embarrassment made me want to look away. I didn’t regret anything. I should have talked to Clyde about
40 - I’m SorryMia“That’s my sweet slut,” James rumbled from between my legs, the reverberations of his voice sending shivers of pleasure all over me. “Scream for Daddy.”I threaded my hand through his hair, pulling him closer to my soaked pussy and moaning when he licked me. I squeezed my eyes shut at the flick of his tongue on my sensitive clit. It was too much. Especially after being edged to death in the past hour. “Daddy,” I screamed, my orgasm teetering on the edge. Warm glow spread all over my body, and I kept falling when he slid two fingers inside me, curling them on my g-spot while sucking on my clit. I lost it. Holding onto his hair and scratching on the expensive sheets, I exploded into bursts of orgasm, my toes curling and body trembling. “I’m so proud of you, baby. Such a good girl.” James kept murmuring sweet praises, soothing the aftershocks and caressing me everywhere until I calmed down, slumping on his bed. “That was too much,” I whispered, nuzzling into his nec
41 - Own GoodJamesSaying the words out loud felt like my skin was ripping apart and my body was on fire. The sound of my mother’s wail after the harsh smack kept echoing in my head. What horrified me the most was that mom was keeping it a secret for years wearing turtlenecks in summers and wearing heavy foundation when she wasn’t going anywhere.“H-he didn’t stop,” I managed to say through my gritted teeth. Her warm hands caressed my hand as if I deserved it. “I remember punching him. There was a lot of yelling and shouting. Mom locked herself in a room when he finally left the house to get more drunk in a bar. I followed him, getting into a serious fight until my mom picked me up.”I couldn’t meet her eyes.I chuckled grimly. “That was my Christmas, Mia. I grabbed a bottle—fuck, I don’t even remember what I had been drinking. I was just angry. At everyone. And then Mom scolded me the entire ride. Not that piece of shit who hit her—” I swallowed when her small fingers entwined with