Cascade’s Nemesis

It was five o clock in the evening and I was sitting by the pool on the rooftop sipping from a glass of wine while taking in the magnificent view of the city of Sienna after a long day at the office when I saw her walking towards the club like she had been doing every evening for the past few days. She had a petite stature, probably a five foot seven with brown hair and moderate curves in the right corners. I wasn’t one to pay attention to women in this manner but there was something striking about this young woman and I couldn’t help but try to figure out what it was. She must be a new employee because I was pretty sure I hadn’t seen her at the club until recently. I had developed a special interest in her since the very first time I set my eyes on her and so deciding that I would go down to the club to watch her some more, I pushed myself off the recliner walking barefooted in nothing but a towel strapped to my waist; back into my bedroom and straight into the closet, I yanked a white shirt and a pair of black pants and put them on with a pair of dark socks and black shoes. After spraying on a nice perfume, I picked up my phone and wallet and walked into the elevator which took me down to the floor where my office was located. Inside my office were screens that showed live feed of everything that was going on downstairs in the club; I took my seat without bothering to turn on the lights and began searching the screens for her. I found her tending to a table in the vip area and my attention was especially drawn to the man she was serving. My brows furrowed in anger as I saw the way he was ogling her. Calm down, Cascade..she ain’t even yours yet! I stood up to leave but as soon as I reached the door, Claire came in with a face heavy with makeup and a smile on her face, wearing a slutty red dress that did so little to hide her boobs and legs. She was undeniably gorgeous with a head full of blonde hair and a heart shaped face with emerald green eyes. I must admit, I almost got carried away but nothing could make me forget about the petite waitress I was after. She had such an effect on me. Claire is the club manager and is always in charge when I’m away. Apart from club business, we sometimes have personal business to settle up in my penthouse. Business involving peeling of clothes and ravaging of bodies. She does a really great job on both sides and I pay her handsomely for all the work. She looked really inviting at the moment but I wasn’t going to let her rope me in. I stopped in my tracks, watching as she raised her hand to my face seductively, fluttering her eyelashes at me, coaxing me out of reality. “Is there something you need in the club, Claire? I asked, feigning ignorance. I knew exactly what she came in here for but I didn’t want her wasting my time. “ I came here to see if you wanted something, Cade. I have everything you need .” She replied in an enticing voice. But she apparently didn’t because if she did I wouldn’t be flustered by a certain young brunette whom I’m in a hurry to meet. Claire was great in bed, extremely beautiful and classy. A lot of men would kill to have her in their bed. But we were incompatible psychologically and emotionally. I couldnt connect with her on a much deeper level and she wasn’t wife material, at least for me. Not like I’m in a hurry to get married but she doesn’t have all the qualities I need from someone who was to be by my side forever. Usually, an answer like that would land us on the couch or table and most times the penthouse, with our bodies entangled in the most sinful of positions. “I don’t need anything for now. Later, perhaps.” I pushed her gently off my body as i took another glance at the screens on the wall. I walked out the office and headed straight into the vip lounge, searching amidst the sea of bodies for her with my eyes. Finding her at the bar, I went right over and took a seat in a bid to keep her at the bar because I honestly did not like the way these perverts were looking at her. She had on the blue uniform shirt the club employees usually put on with a short flair skirt that showed off her legs; she turned as soon as I drew out a stool, a smile plastered on her lips. “What can I offer you sir?” She inquired in a very sultry voice that sounded like music to my ears. My heart doubled over as I took her in from a closer angle; her perfect diamond shaped face with full eyebrows over the most beautiful set of blue eyes I had ever seen. High cheek bones and full lips that begged to be kissed. I was already imagining all the things I wanted to do to her in that moment if I had the chance. I was greatly affected by this beauty and I would stop at nothing to make her mine. “Sir!…sir!” She called on me again as I stayed lost in her cerulean eyes. “Whiskey…neat!” I replied with a small smile, snapping myself back to reality. I almost missed the rush of color that hinted her cheeks as she turned away to get my whiskey. While she was attending to me, a young man seemingly in his late twenties came and sat three seats across from me, watching her intently. I didn’t like the way he was looking at her and he earned a glare from me. If looks could kill, he’d have been roasting in that moment. “One martini please.” He ordered eventually after studying my face for a few seconds before returning his gaze back to Ella. I stood up and went to sit at the lounging area before I lose my temper and do something stupid. I sat in a corner still concentrating on her while thinking of a permanent solution to the problem at hand. I did not want my woman around people like these and I decided I would do something about it in no time. The young man at the bar who was ravishing my woman with his eyes was talking to her now and was making her laugh. At this point I was pissed off; I should be the one making her laugh, not him. I wanted to knock his teeth out with my hands but I held myself back. Instead, I pulled out my phone and dialed Claire. I decided put an end to it that moment. Ella’s POV I got back from the preschool a bit earlier than usual and decided to before going for my night job. I got a job recently at Cascade, a new nightclub that opened not too far away from where I live. I was happy about the distance because it was only a ten minute walk from home and I didn’t have to spend a dime to get there. I quickly prepared dinner for my brother, Dave and went to take a shower before going to bed. Dave is the only family I have left and I would go to the ends of the world for him. Our parents left us alone in this cold world almost two years ago when unknown gunmen attacked them at the house, shot them and left them to die in a pool of their own blood. We came home and found them dead, their eyes staring coldly at nothing in particular. Thankfully, I was in my last year of high school and had to grow up after the death of our parents. I took custody of my brother, becoming his legal guardian so that he wouldn’t have to be sent somewhere else owing to the fact that he’s a minor. I became a mother and a father to Dave. I had to get other jobs in addition to the one I already had so I could pay the bills and make sure my brother never wants for anything. I teach at the local preschool for a fair pay and I also take part time jobs sometimes. I woke up to the sound of my brother playing a video game in the living room. I picked up my phone to check the time. 4.30 pm. Just enough time to get ready for work. My shift starts at five every mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I changed into my work clothes and quickly brushed my teeth. I went over to the living room to check on Dave before leaving for work. “Hi D, have you had dinner?” I asked sitting beside him on the sofa. “Yea, thanks sis.” He replied absentmindedly. His eyes were still fixed on the television screen. “Don’t stay up too late. I’m leaving for work now.” “Okay. Be safe.” “You too, love you!” The evening breeze felt good on my skin as I rushed out in a happy mood singing along to by Zayn Malik playing from my earphones as I walked to the club. I approached the Cascade building in no time, looking in admiration at how tall and beautiful it looked. I was assigned to the VIP area upstairs tonight for the first time and I was going about my job when a hot bearded young man who seemed to be in his early thirties stepped in, oozing so much authority and masculinity. There was just something about him that made everyone stop to look at him. I had no idea who he was; well I had no idea who anyone was anyway. He strolled majestically to the bar and sat staring without saying a word. I came closer to him and I couldn’t help but notice how distinctive his face was. I didn’t understand how someone could be that handsome with his grey eyes, thick lashes and pointed nose. Gosh! His lips were to die for. He was damn fine! Clad in a suit that hinted he had lots of muscles hiding underneath, I could feel my core throb. Get a hold of yourself, Ella! Tall, dark and handsome, just how I love them. This man light up something In me that was long buried. Hoping that my face didn’t give away what was on my mind, I asked him what he wanted to have but he seemed not to be hearing me. Maybe it was the loud music, I decided to raise my voice and ask again. “What would you like to have sir!” I got no response from him. He seemed to have zoned out but his eyes were on me which made me blush momentarily. “Sir?!” I called one more time, raising my voice slightly. “Whiskey…neat.” He replied finally, giving me a smile that took me off guard and made me blush even harder. I turned around quickly before he could notice and went to get his drink. I had another customer waiting for me a few feet away from him and I shifted my attention as soon as I served his drink. The customer was a friend from my school days. Tristan and I have been friends since fourth grade and I realized since I started working here that he was a regular customer at Cascade as his workplace was two blocks away. He comes here to unwind before heading home. “So, that’s your boyfriend, huh?”He asked, nodding towards where the ‘Mr hot guy’ was seated. “Oh no. He’s not.” I answered laughing. “You sure? Why does he keep watching you then. And looking at me like I’m trespassing?” I laughed a little louder when I saw the serious expression on his face. “I’m sure that has nothing to do with me.” I replied. “I know when a man is being protective over something… or someone.” He said with a knowing look. Was he really watching me though? No! I don’t think so. He can’t be interested in someone like me. He was way out of my league;I’m certainly not his type. I focused on the customers while spying with my eyes on him every few minutes. He seemed bored after a while and decided to shift his attention to his phone. I was called up to see the manager after a bit and I left the VIP section wondering if I had done something wrong. I knew there were cameras everywhere in the club and we were being watched all the time. I hoped and prayed that I wasn’t in the wrong as i rode the service elevator to the managers office. I walked in and saw Ms. Claire behind her desk. “Hello New girl.. I don’t know what you did to deserve this but you’ve been assigned to work in the VVIP section. Brendon will fill you in, go with him.” She explained. “Uhmm.. tha…thank you. I managed to stammer. I was stunned and as I stepped out I found the guy named brendon. He was the bodyguard who came to get me from the vip section. I never knew there was a vvip section and I wondered what it was like. “Hi, Ms Claire said you would fill me in?” I called to the towering man. “Yea. The vvip section is a restricted area with a limited number of private booths and girls. Whoever chooses you to serve gets your service for the whole night.” He explained quickly. We got to the vvip section and I must admit that I had never seen or heard of a place like this in my entire life. The lobby and bar was empty and music was blaring from the speakers with dim lights. There were booths alright and they were bigger than what I had imagined. As we got in, he motioned to a booth that was unlocked and I walked in cautiously, peering in first. I was shocked to see ‘Mr Hot Guy’ from the vip section inside. Sitting cross legged in all his glory, smoking a cigar. The booth was large with two sofas and a small table. There was a raised platform in a corner with a stripper pole and I began to panic. “ Don’t worry, you won’t need to use that. There are people employed for that.” He assured me, sensing my uneasiness. I breathed a sigh of relief and thanked my stars. “So, what can I get you?” I asked not sure if that was the right question to ask as I was completely new to this part of the job. “I’ll need another whiskey. Get yourself something while you’re at it also.” He replied and I turned around, heading to the bar to get the drinks. I came back into the booth a while later to see that he had taken of his jacket leaving his shirt which was unbuttoned down to his torso. His chest was exposed as he had his arms stretched out on the head of the sofa. He looked sumptuous with his shirt fitting around his muscles so perfectly. He had such a compelling aura and I fought really hard to resist the urge to grab his face and kiss his inviting lips. I gulped at the thought and stopped in my tracks. “ you can put that down on the table and take a seat.” He said, snapping me out of my reverie. I did as he asked and poured his drink out into a glass for him. “Thanks.” I watched as he raised the glass and took a sip in one fluid movement, his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed and I swallowed as well. Damn! Every move the man made was sexy as hell. I focused on my drink, wondering why and how we both ended up in this booth. And why was I promoted all of a sudden after working for only a few days. Not that I wasn’t grateful for that but something just seemed off somewhere. Did he have something to do with it? But before I could even ponder on it, ‘Mr Hot Guy’ was in front of me in a flash and placing a kiss on my lips, taking me by surprise. All my defenses were broken down in a split second and I melted into his strong body and kissed him back. The feel of his hands on my skin made me wet my panties immediately. My skin crackled with electricity from his mere touch. I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. All I wanted was for him to keep touching me. I tangled my fingers in his hair and deepened the kiss, exploring his mouth with my tongue. It was like a silent acceptance as he picked me up and sat me on his laps, n without breaking the kiss. I straddled him shamelessly running my hands over his hairy chest. He paused and looked into my eyes and I could see the want in them. Gosh! I wanted him too, so bad. I couldn’t think properly in that moment. All I could think about was having this god off a man satisfy my cravings. My nerves were colliding as it were and I took his faceb in my hands and kissed him some more. His hands moved upwards to my shirt slowly unbuttoning it with such dexterity and sliding his hands in he let them stop just over my bra, stopping the kiss and looking into my eyes. He seemed to be seeking permission to touch me and I gave him a nod. After which he pulled me in for another kiss and simultaneously slid my bra over my breasts, realeasing them and stopping for a moment to look at them. “You’re f*cking beautiful.” He whispered, panting. He kneaded them with his hands twisting my buds between his fingers. The sensation that coursed through my body was unexplainable. I threw my head backwards and gave a loud moan. Thankfully, the music in this area was loud and there were no visible cameras. I rocked back and forth over the bulge in his trousers as he took one ni**le in his mouth, still twisting the other in his hand. I shivered as hot liquid pooled in my panties. My body felt like it was plugged into a power source. The vibrations were crazy. He slid his other hand downwards and into my panties running his fingers over my p***y. I moaned in pleasure. This man made me feel things I hadn’t ever felt before. I had only ever been with one guy and he never made me feel this good. This one is a keeper for sure! My insides were melting as he rubbed my c**t slowly in a circular motion, causing me to whimper. Erotic sighs escaped my lips and my eyes rolled back in my head at the feeling of ecstasy his actions brought me. “This make you feel good?” He asked and I nodded in approval unable to use my words. He slid a finger in my soaked p***y before I knew it, pumping it in and out repeatedly. I couldn’t hold myself any longer…I needed more! He slid another finger in on cue and I thought I was going to faint from pleasure. I craved him even more at that instant. I wanted to feel his length inside of me but I wanted to give him pleasure too. I unbuckled his belt swiftly and pulled down his zipper, deciding that I would make him feel as good as he made me and after that we would become one and climax together. I took his d**k out and felt the length of him in my hand, earning a low moan from him. I stroked it slowly sliding my hand upwards then downwards repeatedly. I pushed him backwards ever so gently resting his back on the sofa. I stood up from his laps and knelt in between his legs, smiling up at him and then I took his d**k in mouth, sucking him like a lollipop. His body tensed and he moaned out loud, placing his hands on my head. I took his length deep in my throat and he groaned loudly in pleasure. I paused and took in the look on his face. He opened his eyes and pulled me back up, his d**k was rock hard and facing upwards. He gently made me straddle him, searching my face with his eyebrows raised as if asking for an approval. I nodded a yes and he slid his fingers into my p***y once more and fondled me in preparation for his entrance. He positioned his d**k at the spot and I pushed myself down slowly, gathering his length deep inside of me with a sigh. I arched my back, ripples of pleasure flowing through me. I felt like I was going to explode. I loved how this man made me feel, I wanted to be here in this very moment, with this same person forever. Soon after, we were a rocking mess, pounding away into oblivion. Two bodies melted into one, rhythmically bringing each other to ecstasy. He laid me flat on the sofa and kissed my body passionately. It was like he was performing some kind of ritual but it felt so good. He made me feel wanted and I didn’t want him to stop. He kissed my shoulders, my breasts, my belly, down to my p***y which ignited fire inside of me once more. He spent sometime on my p***y, spreading my legs a little so he could run his tongue over my wet core. Jolt after jolt of electricity passed through me. I shuddered and moaned softly. He left my throbbing p***y and went back to kissing my legs. He turned me over and kissed my back. The sensation was something I had never felt before. No one had ever done these things to me or made me feel this good. He kissed his way slowly to my butt and raised me up to my knees, my butt in the air. And without warning, he stuck his hot tongue to my butt and started rimming me. My eyes widened in surprise at the sheer boldness this guy had. He didn’t even know me. This was a whole new level for me. My toes curled up and I dug my fingers into the sofa closing my eyes. I had never felt any of this things before and It all threatened to send me over the edge. He licked his way to my p***y one more time, licked me up and went back to kissing my legs. All of a sudden, he stood up and started to get dressed, asking me to do the same. “Are you so evil?” I asked, jokingly. “You’re seriously going to leave me hanging like this?” “Maybe.” He replied with a crooked smile. I didn’t like the answer but I said nothing. I could finish up on my own when I get home. I stood up and put my clothes back on. I sat on the sofa and picked up my drink. I mixed his in a little because I suddenly wanted something stronger. He sat beside me and pulled me gently into his side, his arms around me. “I want to make it a parting gift. Something you won’t ever forget. I just want you to want it very bad.” He explained into my ear in his husky voice. It made me excited that I would still have the opportunity to reach climax after all. This guy was full of surprises. He asked for a cigarette and I went out to get him some. I got back into the booth and met him making a call. “ Yes. Get the car ready at five.” He dropped the call and shifted his attention to me with a smile on his face. “ I have something to tell you, Ella.” He started. “Wait. How do you know my name?” I asked confused as I didn’t remember telling him my name. “I asked one of your coworkers.” He said. “Okay.” I replied unbelievingly. “So since you know my name, can I know yours too?” I asked. “You can call me Cade.” He said. “So what were you going to say earlier?” I asked him. “Uhmm.. Never mind.” He said with a pensive look on his face. I wanted to probe him but I decided to let him be. I shrugged. “I have a question though. Why are you doing this job?” He asked with a serious look on his face. “Well, I have to. I have to fend for my brother and I. The pay is good and so I took it. I’d do anything to be able to take care of my brother.” I replied. “Anything?” He asked with a thoughtful look. “Be my mistress then.” He said with a smile. “I’ll pay you handsomely.” “You’re joking right?” I asked him, unsure whether he was serious. I really would do anything so I can take care of Dave but if he was a married man then I wouldn’t even think about it. I was seriously considering it. “I’m serious. I really like you and I might sound jealous but I don’t want you around all these perverts. It makes me sick.” He explained, sounding genuine. Wait a minute! The guy sounded like he was very serious. “How much are we talking about?” I asked. “You’ll decide how much you want to be paid.” He said smiling. This sounded too good to be true but I decided to play along and see what could come out of this conversation. “Are you married?” I asked pointedly. “No, Ella. Saving myself for you.” He replied still looking very serious. “That sounded really weird but I will consider it and give you feedback.” I replied. “Will be waiting for your answer and I look forward to a positive response. You won’t regret it.” What would it hurt? I mean, I liked the guy too and who wouldn’t? He was gorgeous, great at s*x and obviously not only interested in his pleasure. I also get to choose how much I get paid? Awesome, I’ll take the job but I won’t give him a reply immediately. This would save me a whole lot of stress and hopefully, I could think about going to college someday. I wouldn’t have to worry too much about anything anymore. But was he really serious about me choosing how much I get paid though? I’ll think about how much to charge later. Is this a good job to do? What would I tell Dave if he asked? I started overthinking. I just had s*x with the guy for free anyway, I might as well take money for it if he was willing to give it. I decided to stop thinking too much about it and focus on the reason behind it. I want to give my brother a good life and I would die trying. My shift ended and I stood up to go get my things and sign out. “Meet me at the parking lot once you’re done.” He instructed. “Yes sir.” I replied sarcastically. “I’m serious. No sugar for you tonight if you don’t.” He chided. I had almost forgotten about his promise and began to look forward to it. I mellowed, swallowing hard at the image of us getting dirty forming in my head. That fire started within me again, my p***y itched for him once more. “Okay. I’ll be right there.” I said, turning around and walking towards the service elavator. I rode it back down and went into the locker room to get my bag and then I went straight to the counter to sign out before stepping out and walking towards the parking lot. I found him standing by a black rolls Royce, motioning for me to come towards him. I walked over to the car, wondering how much money this guy might have sitting in his bank account. “Nice car.” I complimented. “You like it?” He asked. “Yea. What’s not to like?” I responded. He opened the passenger door for me and I hopped in, wondering what his plan was. He hopped into the driver’s seat and turned the car on,causing the AC to whir softly. He turned on some music and watched my face. “So what’s the plan? Where are we going?” I asked curiously. “I like how you’re comfortable with me. I seem to just scare people away normally.” He said. “Oh. You don’t scare me at all.” “That’s good. I would love for it to remain that way. And Ella, you won’t regret being with me,I promise.”