Page 53 of Poison

"You don't look pleased. I spent a small fortune on the things I gave you."

I shrugged. "Yeah, thanks."

My dismissive tone seemed to irritate him. "What's wrong with the things I gave you?"

Tossing everything into the recycling bin, I crossed my arms. "It's what you give me every year. Clothes, necklaces, makeup, and dick. It's so predictable."

"Then what is it you actually want? And don't make it outrageous. The shackles don't go until you pay off your debt."

I wanted to scream that Iwas well aware thatmy debt was paid, but I kept my mouth shut. I couldn't tip my hand, or Trevor would bury the records.

"As an added bonus, I did decide to cave and give Cherry's boyfriend a job at the club. If I recall, you and he were friends."

Somuch for Hobbs not recognizing Vic, but on the plus side, he must not have personally handled the interaction when Vic became a client.

I bit my lip, internally jumping for joy. "Yeah, he's alright.I guess itwould be cool to have one more person I can hang out with in my downtime."

Trevor sighed, "Then, if that doesn't make you very happy either, whatis ityou want, Isaac?"

I may as well squeeze him for everything he's worth beforehecrumbles."I want a pet."

"A pet?"

"Yeah. Something small, cute, and fuzzy." I crawled onto his lap, gently pressing my lips to his for a moment before pulling back and playing with his shirt. "I want something to keep me company when you go to the office... I mean, we already have a doghouse."

He grinned, running a hand over my back before grabbing my waist and forcing me onto the couch, yanking at my pants. "That will depend on if you can continue to behave. Right now,I'm going togive you the other present you get every Christmas."

Trevor got to his feet, and I kicked my pants off the rest of the way. Reaching into a pocket, he pulled out a small vile of Starburst-brand lubricant and coated his thick cock with the goo. After lifting my legs over his shoulders, he slid in slowly at first, and then when he felt me loosen up, he became more aggressive with his thrusts. "Play with yourself."

Meeting his gaze, I gently stroked my cock with every harsh movement. I watched him as he ran his jaw tenderly along my leg to the tip of my toe. A smile crept along his handsome face as he bent me further in half, pressing his body close to mine. His lips ran along my jaw, and his thrusts became slow andhard. I released my shaft, pressing my hands on the sides of his face. He took it as an invitation to kiss me. I accepted it, even though it stung. It stung because I needed to hate him. But every time he got intimate with me, the love I once held for him came fluttering to the surface. And this is what it was, intimacy. We weren't just fucking; we were connecting once again. Something that hadn't happened in a very long time.When Trevor pulled away, I sawin his eyesthe man I had fallen in love with.The man I would do anything to have once more.

One of his hands ran along the side of my face while the other stroked my cock. I groaned loudly, curling my toes in delight while fighting to keep eye contact. I could see every slight change in his expression. He was close, and so was I.

As we started to reach the peak, he picked up the pace. I could feel the heat within my core. When he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, I let loose, moaning into his mouth. He let out a feral growl as he bit my lower lip, making it sting. When his body relaxed, he smiled contentedly. "I love you, my perfect shining star."

I wanted to say it back but couldn't. I knew that those words, coming from him, were nothing more than venom to keep me compliant. I couldn't drink the poison from his lips.Not anymore. However, I knew he would be upset if I didn't show some form of affection back, so I pulled him close for a gentle kiss.

The next day was more of the same routine. I spent most of my time alone in the apartment and the other half at Sinful. Vic wasn't scheduled to work until the following week,so thatwas a bummer. For the most part, I danced, sang, and flirted, getting drunk and high along the way. Sadly, I was taken up to one of the rooms by some pencil dick who banged me doggy style the entire time.

The upside was that people were giving me tips. Hundreds of sinders at a time. With cash like that, I could help Cherry and Vic smuggle the hacker into the Nine Rings.

When I finished with my client, the party was dying down. It was nearly three AM, and the bouncers were ushering people out. I took the opportunity to snatch Cherry.

Taking her hand, I led her to the dressing room and closed the door. "Sorry about this," I muttered, reaching into the front of my thong, where I stashed several sinders and held them out to her.

She cringed but took them. "Well, it's not like I don't have my hands all over guys' junk anyway, but what's with the tip?"

I started to pull on my pants. "I can't keep it."

"Why not? You earned it."

"Because Trevor already gives me an allowance. He might insist I don't take tips or put them into the club's funds. I figure this can help get that guy here."

Her body visibly shuddered. "Right, I want to get that over with as soon as possible." Cherry counted the moneybeforeshe stuffed it into her bra. "I'll add this to the fund. With tips like this, we may be able to pull our plan off sooner rather than later."

I grinned, turning my back to her so that she could help me pull off the pink bondage harness Trevor forced me into. "Right, speaking of that..."

"What about it?"

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