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Viv POV
I have no idea what came over me last night; I think as I stand in the shower letting the hot water run over my body. Ozzy must think I am a whore the way I demanded he fuck me over and over, pleasing me all morning. I wonder if he realizes I left yet. Surely he has. I had to get home and rest before work. I am exhausted. Well, that is an understatement.
Why did I fuck him? He was so fucking hot! I do not mess with wolves. It is trouble. It is always trouble. There is just something about him. The way he stayed close to me all night trying to get my attention. The way he spoke to me and damn the way he fucked me. I cannot see him again.
I step out of the shower and towel dry my hair. I check my phone to see if I am running late. I stayed in the shower way longer than I should have, but I needed to think. Conrad will kill me if I am late. Shit, I did not text Tony for a ride. I will have to call a cab.
I check my phone, and I have a message from Ozzy. * I would love to see you tonight *
Shit! I don't know what to say. I will deal with this later. I call the cab company to get a cab. Fucking hell, no cabs are available for another hour. What am I going to do? Tony is already at work. Conrad is going to kill me.
I text Ozzy. * Are you going to the club? *
I wait for his response as I apply my makeup. I may have to call Conrad to come to get me. I will just be semi-honest with him. I cannot tell him I am fuzzy-headed tonight because I spent last night with Ozzy. Shit!
* Yes, I am on my way now * Ozzy texts back.
Thank goodness. * Can I get a ride? * I text him.
* Address * Ozzy texts back
* 1208 Washington Condo Square Apt 13A * I text him.
* I am on my way * he texts back.
Great, now I have to look at him after being a whore last night. I finish my makeup and hair. I slip into a tight short skirt and button-up top. I slide into my heels. I wait for him to text me he is here. I am freaking out about this car ride. Just be calm, and everything will be okay.
I hear a knock at the door. Maybe he sent his driver to retrieve me. I grab my bag and go to the door. I open it to see Ozzy standing at my door. Oh, damn, what does he have to be so sexy? I bite my bottom lip looking at him. I want him. No, I do not. Fuck it, yes I do. Seeing him makes me want to call into work and be with him all night again.
"You snuck out on me this morning. No goodbye, no kiss, no nothing," Ozzy says.
"Yeah, well, I needed to get home," I say, defending myself.
Ozzy steps into the door and closes it. "I need to get to work, Alpha," I say to him.
Ozzy touches me, making my body quiver with excitement. He kisses my lips and pulls me close to him. "Your body says differently," Ozzy says. He kisses my neck, making me moan. This man is driving me crazy.
"I have bills to pay, and Conrad will kill me if I do not go to work," I say.
"Okay, then can I see you tonight?" Ozzy asks.
"Yes, Ozzy, I will see you tonight," I say to him. He kisses me again and then picks up my bag from the floor.
He opens the door for me and walks me to the car. He opens my door, and I get into the car. He slides in behind me and pulls me close to him. "I want to hold you until we get to the club. It is going to be hard to look at you all night and not touch you," Ozzy says to me.
"I am sure you can manage," I say. Fuck! I do not know how I will manage not being able to touch him. His hand is on my thigh, and he keeps inches his hand closer to my pussy. He wants to feel me. I lean into him, kissing him and arching my back into his body. I spread my legs and take his hand. I lead his hand to my panties. He cups my pussy and grabs me. I am soaking wet.
"Ummm," Ozzy whispers in my ear. His breath on my ear makes me hotter.
"Do you want me?" Ozzy asks me.
The thought of having him now sends me into overdrive. "I do," I answer.
He slides his finger inside me. "You are so wet. Did I do this to you?" Ozzy asks me.
"Yes," I answer. He begins thrusting his fingers in and out of me. He kisses me hard as his fingers pleasure my pussy.
"I want you to cum for me," Ozzy says. I reach to touch his cock, but he stops me. "This is not about me. I want to please you," he whispers to me, inserting his fingers deeper into me.
Ozzy's fingers are moving fast and deep. I tighten my pussy around his fingers. I want to cum, and I am so close. "Cum for me, Viv, cum for your master," Ozzy says to me.
"Yes, master," I say to him as I cum on his fingers.
The driver pulls into the club and parks at the front door. Conrad is standing outside waiting for Ozzy. Shit. What will I say? I adjust my skirt and panties. I hope my makeup is not smeared. I look down to see my boobs hanging out. I fix them and move over just as Conrad opens the door. He looks in and sees me.
"Look, we found a walker on the way here. Conrad, how could you let this pretty young woman walk to work?" Ozzy says to him.
Ozzy gets out of the car, and I get out the other side when the driver opens my door. I come around and look at Conrad. "I could not get a cab. I know I am late," I say apologetically.
"Next time, call me; I will come to get you, okay. You should not be out walking," Conrad scolds me.
"Yes, sir. I need to get the bar set up and check on the staff," I say. I hurry off to the bar. When I get to the bar, I look in the mirror to see my lipstick smeared. I fix it quickly.
Conrad walks up behind me as I am fixing it. "I guess the heat smeared your lipstick," he says with a smile.
"Must have. You could have told me before I walked through the bar looking like a clown," I say to him.
"I was thinking about getting Ozzy a VIP room downstairs tonight. Which girl do you think I should book for him?" Conrad asks me.
"Did he ask for that?" I ask.
"No, but he did ask about the rooms. So I figured since he just went through that bad breakup. I would set him up with one of the girls," Conrad says.
"Why don't you let me book it and handle the arrangements," I say to him.
"Thanks, Viv," Conrad says.
"Hey, Conrad, I need one of the girls to run the bar tonight for me. So I can handle Ozzy's arrangements and make sure everything goes well," I say.
Conrad stops and looks at me strangely. "You are going to go downstairs and make sure the pleasure room goes accordingly. Hmm. Well, I can always use you down there. To be honest, I wish you would run downstairs for me. I know you have a lot on your plate, but I could use you down there as a manager," Conrad says.
"We will talk about it tomorrow, okay. I am sure there is a way I could help you make it run smoothly," I say.
"I know you could," Conrad says to me.
I see Ozzy and Conrad talking to each other as I finish getting everything ready to open. Tony is working his ass off. "I am sorry, Tony," I say.
"You are never late, and it is no big deal," he says.
"Well, tonight, I want you working this bar as much as possible, okay," I say to him.
"Sure thing, Viv," he says.
Ozzy comes to the bar and takes a seat. I rush over with a whiskey for him. "So, I hear that you are arranging me a hot date in the pleasure room," Ozzy says.
"Yes, I am," I answer him.
Ozzy tubs his temples. "I do not want to go down there with anyone," He says.
"Are you sure about that?" I ask.
I see a twinkle in Ozzy's eyes. He knows that I am planning to be the one for him tonight. "So, Ozzy, I just need to know what your fantasy is to make sure you get everything your heart desires," I say to him.
Ozzy takes a sip from his whiskey. "Well, I want you to guess. Let's see if you get it right," Ozzy says to me.
I bite my bottom lip and lean over the bar showing him my tits. "I bet I know," I say to him.
Oh, Ozzy, this will be a night you will not forget.