Teased (The VIP Room, #1) (24 page)

“
Colton...”

He shook his head. “You’re too sore.”
Denying her made her want him more.

“
Please, Colton. I need you.” She took
his cock in her hand, stroking him slowly at first then building
her speed until he had to brace a hand on the shower wall. Her hand
fell away.

“
Come here.” Colton’s restraint
broke,

Pushing her up against the shower wall, he
raised one of her legs to his hips. His cock pierced her with one
hard thrust. The exquisite pain had Vida biting down on his
shoulder.

“
Motherfucker,” Colton hissed, shoving
more of himself deep within her.

Vida went wild, fighting him for control,
driving her hips against him as he thrust inside of her, searching
for and finding the motion that brought her the most pleasure. She
moaned as she finally managed to convince Colton to give her what
she needed. He pounded inside her with a series of hard thrusts
while her arms circled his shoulders and her head fell back against
the shower wall.

“
Harder, Colton. Fuck me harder.”
Colton thrust higher, bringing her over the edge. Her rippling
pussy gripped his cock, catching him unprepared for the climax he
couldn’t hold back, forcing a hard groan from his own
throat.

Afterwards, he washed her again and then
carefully helped her trembling body out of the shower. Vida
couldn’t quit shaking. Colton dried her off then lifted her into
his arms, carrying her back to the bed. Lying down next to her, he
pulled her into his arms.

“
I understand now,” Vida whispered out
loud.

“
What?” Colton turned his head to look
at her.

“
My mother. I’ve been judging her like
a kid.” Vida had been judgmental where her mother had been
concerned, always looking at it from her own point-of-view and not
her mothers. “She was searching for this, wasn’t she?”

“
Yes, your mom was the most giving
woman I had ever met until you. In that respect, you take after
her. She was a wonderful person. She wanted a man that she could
love in her life. She just wasn’t lucky enough to find
him.”

Vida stared up at the ceiling. Her life had
been planned out, and she had been so sure of what she wanted.
Since she had met Colton, though, she felt as if everything was
changing. Pulling away, she got out of bed and got dressed.
Ignoring Colton’s frown, she brushed her hair before braiding it
back.

“
What are you doing?”

“
I need to wash some clothes, and I’m
hungry. We need groceries.” Vida named several things they needed
to get done on their day off.

“
Okay. Food first then we will get
busy with everything else.” Vida watched as he dressed, regretting
that she had put an end to their fuckfest, yet she needed some time
to figure out what she was doing.

They decided to have breakfast out, sharing
a huge stack of pancakes and laughing at who had the bigger
appetite. Afterwards, they went grocery shopping. Vida picked out
several items that would be easy to prepare after working in the
shop all day while Colton picked out items that could be microwaved
and were tasteless. Those, Vida put back.

“
Hey, I wanted those burritos,” Colton
complained.

“
No, you didn’t.” Vida pushed the
grocery cart on, leaving him behind.

“
I did.”

“
Stuff like that won’t fill you up,
it’ll make you fat.” Vida pushed the cart to the fresh fruit.
Picking out a variety of apples and oranges, she put those in the
cart.

Colton put several more items in the cart,
most were rejected and put back by Vida.

“
I’m getting my cereal,” Colton
protested when she placed it back on the shelf.

“
We don’t need it. We have oatmeal and
the frozen pancakes that you wanted.”

“
Vida, I’m not giving my cereal
up.”

“
Colton, you’ll...”

“
And I won’t get fat because I plan to
work off the calories fucking you.”

Vida closed her mouth and put the cereal
back in the buggy.

They had walked to the nearby grocery store.
Carrying the groceries back to the apartment, Vida smiled.

“
What’s so funny?” Colton
asked.

“
I swore I wouldn’t end up like my
mother, yet here I am, packing groceries back to an apartment three
blocks away from where I grew up.”

“
Fate’s a bitch.”

“
Yes, she is.” Coming to an
intersection, they stopped, waiting for the light to turn red so
they could cross. The traffic halted as the light turned red. Out
of the corner of her eye she saw a little boy on his bike on the
sidewalk riding towards the road. His was trying to stop, however
he was going too fast. He was going to run out in front of the
traffic that had begun moving from the other direction now that
their light was green.

Vida instinctively dropped her grocery bags
and started running. Screaming when she realized she wasn’t going
to reach the child in time. Colton ran past her, barely managing to
reach the child before a car slammed on its brakes.

The child’s mother ran out of one the shops,
crying frantically at the same time that she thanked Colton. He
lifted the bike back on the sidewalk and handed the child to his
mother, assuring her he was fine.

“
Thank God,” Vida said when Colton
came back to her side.

“
Let’s get the groceries,” Colton said
grimly.

Luckily, they hadn’t purchased anything that
could have been broken.

Shakily, Vida walked the rest of the way
home where Colton took the bags from her and then Vida sat down at
the kitchen table while Colton grabbed her a bottled water from the
fridge.

“
You saved that child’s life,” she
said shakily.

Colton shook his head. “I didn’t even see
what was happening until you took off running. You saved him, I
didn’t. That mother owes his life to you.” Vida, about to raise the
bottled water to her lips, stopped. A memory that she had forgotten
came to life, playing back in her mind.

“
Vida?” Colton quit putting up the
groceries, watching her as realization dawned on her
face.

“
I remember, Colton. I remember
something about King.” Colton sat down next to her at the
table.

“
What did you remember?”

“
When we were little, Sawyer, Callie
and I were outside playing one day on the playground.” It hadn’t
been a normal playground; it had a couple of slides and a
merry-go-round that didn’t work. They would usually sit on it
instead of the dirt to play with their dolls. That was, Sawyer and
her would play with their dolls, Callie didn’t have any. The girls
would share with her, but she never had one of her own.

“
One day, Callie showed up with a
brand new doll. She was so proud of it. Both Sawyer and I wanted to
play with it. She was so sweet, Colton. That was the first toy I
had ever seen her with, yet she shared it with us.

“
We were having such a good time. I
can’t believe I forgot this, Colton. I still see her playing with
that doll.”

“
You probably blocked it out because
your memories of her are so painful.” Colton took her
hand.

Vida held it tightly, continuing her story,
“There was a gang of boys who were bugging us, especially Sawyer.
She had Callie’s doll and one of the boys jerked it from her hand
and threw it into the street. Callie took off running into the
street. Sawyer and I ran after her, both of us reached her just
before a car drove over the doll, crushing it. If we hadn’t reached
her in time, she would have been killed. That car was going so
fast…” Vida’s voice broke off.

“
What does this have to do with
King?”

“
He came running from our apartment
building like the mother did today with the same look on his face.
He was terrified. He yelled at all three of us, saying we could
have been killed.”

“
Did he pay attention to any one of
you in particular?”

“
No, he just took us back to the
playground and gave those boys hell. Scared them all into running
home.”

“
Is that all you remember?” Colton
asked.

“
I think so. I think he said something
to Sawyer, but I don’t remember. I couldn’t hear him very well
because Callie was crying so hard about losing her doll and I was
holding her, but Sawyer heard because I saw her say something back.
He left after that. But Colton, after that day, no one bugged us
again. When those boys saw us again, they would always go
inside.”

“
Vida, what do you know about your
father?”

“
Not much, my mom got pregnant when
she was fourteen, had me when she was fifteen. My dad was
seventeen. They lived together until I was born then he went back
to his family. She said he was killed in a car accident, driving an
expensive car his parents had given him for leaving us.”

“
Goldie told me the same thing. What
do you know about Sawyer’s father?”

“
Sawyer’s mother and father were
married, he was killed when Sawyer was a baby. That’s why her
mother was so overprotective. She hardly ever let Sawyer out of her
sight. Do you think King could be her father and that her mother
lied? That could be another reason for her
over-protectiveness.”

“
I don’t know. Did Callie ever talk
about her father?”

At that, Vida rolled her eyes. “She didn’t
even know what a daddy was until we explained it to her when she
was four-years-old. But I can’t imagine King touching Callie’s mom,
could you?”

Colton shook his head. “No, even I hated the
bitch, what little I knew of her.”

“
He couldn’t be Callie’s father. He
wouldn’t have watched how Callie was treated and not step up, would
he?”

“
I don’t know. His sister’s death hit
him hard,” Colton answered, running his hands through his hair. “If
what we’re thinking is true, Digger may have found out that one of
the three of you is King’s daughter.”

“
I’ve seen pictures of my dad, Colton.
I really don’t think King’s my father. I kind of look like my
father, from the pictures I’ve seen.”

“
Then it has to be either Sawyer or
Callie. Callie is in the ground where no one can touch her anymore.
If it’s Sawyer and Digger finds out, or already figured it out, you
won’t be getting her back.”

Vida tried not to cry, but was unsuccessful.
Her fear for Sawyer overcoming her desire to stay strong. Colton
pulled her onto his lap. “I’ll call King. We’ll have to get him to
tell us the truth. It won’t be easy, Vida.”

Vida nodded her head, trying to get her
emotions under control. “You finish putting up the groceries while
I call King.”

Colton was still on the phone when she
finished putting away the remaining groceries so she started doing
the laundry. She gathered some of Colton’s and her own clothes and
started a load in the washer.

She returned to the living room to find
Colton still talking into the phone. Vida could tell from his face
it wasn’t good news. Disconnecting the call, Colton picked up his
bike keys.

“
What’s wrong?”

“
King isn’t answering his phone. I
called the club; he’s not in his room and no one as seen him since
last night. Ice called and said we need to get over to the
clubhouse,
ed the oporunity of her movements to slid
downut from underneath Colton having no intention of having sex
with him but Colton
now.”

“
Sawyer?” Vida asked,
frightened.

“
He didn’t give me any info, just told
us to hurry.”

Vida rushed to the door with Colton behind
her. Colton didn’t drive recklessly, but he didn’t stick to the
speed limit, either. She prayed the whole way there that they
didn’t get pulled over. A parole violation was the last thing they
needed right now.

Colton pulled in front of a large building
on the outskirts of town with a large number of motorcycles out
front and parked his bike at the back of the building. Taking
Vida’s hand, they walked to the backdoor. Knocking, it took only a
minute before a large woman with grayish, black hair answered the
door. Her frown turned into a smile as she opened the door wider
and jerked Colton forward into a hug.

Vida laughed when the woman tossed him aside
and punched him on his arm.

“
You pussy, just now coming to see us,
and you been out a few weeks.”

“
Gert, you know it’s better I stay
away…”

“
Afraid they’ll send you back to
prison? In my day, I would have pulled my time. I wouldn’t have had
to deal with no parole,” the woman bragged.

“
Did they have cars and airplanes back
then or were people still riding horses?” Colton joked.

“
I’ll shove a horse up your ass,” Gert
mock threatened.

Vida couldn’t keep from laughing, turning
the woman’s attention towards her.

“
Who’s the bitch?”

Vida stiffened, ready to snap a remark back
at the woman.

This time it was Colton laughing. Putting an
arm around Vida’s shoulder, he pulled her close to his side.

“
This is Vida.”

“
She’s pretty. What does she want with
your ass?”