The Voyeur Series

CHAPTER 2: PATRICK

CHAPTER 2: PATRICK

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Patrick waited until Julie’s voice faded down the hallway before stepping out from behind the curtain. If Ethan or Nick, or God forbid Terry, found out about this, he’d never live it down. He was a former marine for f**k’s sake and he was hiding from Julie. What had he been thinking? Oh, that’s right, he hadn’t been. All he’d been able to do was stare at those big, brown eyes, begging him for help and he’d melted like ice cream in an oven. He tugged at the front of his pants. Well, not all of him had melted.

He glanced at the open door. He could close it and j******f, but he wasn’t in the mood. He wanted her—Annie. The name fit. She was warm and friendly. He grinned. She’d certainly been friendly with him. He’d have to talk to Ethan and make sure she didn’t lose her job. She hadn’t wanted him to say anything but she didn’t understand that Ethan wouldn’t have any problem with a sexy, little maid becoming one of the Club’s pleasure associates. It happened all the time.

He strolled to the door, frowning a bit. Usually, Ethan broke the girls into club life. That wouldn’t work this time. He wanted Annie and he wanted her before Ethan taught her about all the pleasures the Club had to offer. He’d pay Ethan whatever his friend wanted, but he’d found her. She was his little voyeur.

His d**k hardened even more at the memory. She’d been so engrossed with watching the other couple she hadn’t even heard him. He’d show her things she’d never even dreamed and then when she was panting for release, he’d tease her and finally f**k her. She’d been so tight and so receptive earlier. He’d barely touched her and she’d come all over his hand. He ran his fingers under his nose, inhaling her scent. She’d pay for making him hide behind the curtains but right now, he was late for his meeting with Ethan.

He headed down the hallway and stopped outside of Ethan’s private office. He grinned. There she was—his little voyeur. Annie was sitting on the couch in the waiting room looking miserable. She was too cute to be that unhappy. With her long, black hair pulled up in a ponytail, her large brown eyes and hot, little body, his d**k, which had been starting to relax, perked right back to attention. Soon, the two of them were going to finish what they’d started.

He plopped down next to her, making sure his thigh rested against hers. She glanced up at him as she scooted away, recognition flaring in her eyes as a pink blush rose to her cheeks. His gaze dropped to her breasts, hoping to discover if they were the same color as her cheeks when she got embarrassed, but unfortunately, her maid’s uniform covered everything.

“Why are you here?” she asked.

Her tone wasn’t friendly or amorous. She actually sounded like she wanted him to leave. He’d have to remedy that. He shifted closer as he leaned near her ear. “Did you miss me? I missed you.”

“You need to leave.” She looked around him at the door to Ethan’s office.

There were raised voices coming from inside. One was Julie’s—raspy and brusque from years of heavy smoking and drinking.

“She’s actually reporting you?” He shouldn’t be surprised. Julie was a real b***h—unhappy in her own life so she took it out on everyone else.

“Yeah. I told you I’d get in trouble.” She bit her lip.

He stifled a moan. Her mouth was lush, ripe and ready for his c**k which stood up another few inches, agreeing with him.

“It’s okay, though. She doesn’t know you were there, so I’ll only get a lecture.” She glanced at the door again. “I think.”

“Don’t worry about Julie. Ethan seldom listens to her.” He’d told Ethan to fire her a long time ago, but his friend refused. Ethan believed he owed Julie and Ethan was loyal to a fault.

“I’m not worried about Julie. She’s a b***h and I don’t care what she thinks about me but...”

Figures. She had a crush on Ethan. He leaned back against the couch. He’d been the one to finger her to o****m and yet, she was worried about what Ethan thought of her. “Ethan’s not going to care that I felt you up. If you haven’t noticed, Ethan shares.”

Her mouth dropped open.

That was too much. He had no idea how Ethan got all these girls to fall at his feet. It’d always been this way and usually, he was fine with taking seconds, but not today, not with her. “What? Did you think Ethan was going to take one look at you and fall in love, or maybe f**k you and fall in love?” He smiled, shaking his head. “Ethan’s not the falling in love kind of guy.” No, that was him. Every time he met a cute girl who needed him to save her, he was a goner. That was why the Club was perfect for him. He got to have great s*x without the complications because he always fell too fast and too hard and that had scared away every woman he’d ever liked.

“I know Ethan’s not going to fall in love with me. I don’t want him to.”

“Right.” Too late for that lie, honey.

“Why are you here again?”

That smart little mouth of hers needed something to do. He grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap. She squeaked but then he was kissing her and she tasted just like he remembered, peppermint and something else, something sweet. At first, she froze in his arms but it only took a moment for her to fall into the kiss. Boy, could she kiss. She held his face as their tongues tangled. His hands ran down her back to her a*s, pulling her against his d**k.

“Let’s go somewhere,” he whispered as he kissed his way down her neck.

She moaned. “I can’t. I want to, but I can’t.”

“Why?” He stood, lifting her and wrapping her legs around his waist. “We can make it fast this time.”

“This time?” she whispered in his ear.

A hot shiver ran through him. He needed to be inside of her now. “Yeah.” He walked toward the door. There was a room down the hallway. It was an old office that Ethan used for storage but there was a chair in there and...shit, he didn’t need a chair the wall would do fine.

“So, we’re going to do this more than once?” She tightened her legs around his waist, pressing herself against his c**k. Her eyes lowered and she bit her bottom lip from the pleasure.

He almost took her right there in Ethan’s office. Instead, he kissed her. It was hard and wild just like he felt. He pulled back, panting. “f**k yeah. We’re going to do this a lot.” He wanted this little voyeur more than he understood. She was cute but there was something about her, something familiar and so f*****g hot. She was curious, innocent and yet, sexy as hell. She’d keep him busy for quite a few weeks.

“I’d like that.” She smiled at him and he felt his heart shift.

That wasn’t good. He refused to, once again, fall for a girl he barely knew. It never led anywhere good.

She dropped her legs. “But it’ll have to wait until after I meet with Ethan. I can’t afford to lose my job.”

“Ethan can wait.” He grabbed her hand, dragging her out of the door and down the hallway. When she struggled, he turned and kissed her. This time, he made it slow and coaxing, letting his tongue delve into her mouth and play until she was clinging to him. “I’ll talk to Ethan,” he said against her lips.

“No.” She pulled away from him, glancing over her shoulder as if Ethan were watching. “You can’t. I’ll get in trouble.”

“No, you won’t.” He grabbed her hand again, pulling her closer. “Ethan won’t care that you want to change positions.” And man-oh-man, he had some positions in mind.

“I don’t want to be a pleasure associate. I told you that.”

“You meant it?” He ran his fingers down her cheek. Her skin was so soft and smooth. “You really don’t want to be a courtesan?” Maybe, he should get to know her a little better.

“No. I really don’t.” She gave him a disgusted look.

“You just like to watch?” He kissed her cheek and then her neck, working his way up to her ear. “That’s okay. I can show you a lot. Anything you want.”

“You’d be okay with that?” She tipped her head, letting his lips explore.

“Absolutely.” His hands trailed up her ribs. “I’ll touch you. f**k you. Eat you out. All while you watch other people fucking.” He cupped her breasts as he kept kissing her neck and ear. Her t**s were firm and large. Her n*****s would probably be dark. “I’ll take you to whatever show you want. They have all sorts here.” He needed to feel her skin against his. He needed to taste her breasts. His one hand slipped to the buttons on her uniform.

“I can’t visit the shows. I work here.” Her hands were roaming his back and shoulders.

“It’ll be okay. You can be my guest.”

“I’m not allowed to be here unless I’m working.” She grabbed his hands, stopping him from unbuttoning her shirt.

“I’ll talk to Ethan.” He hadn’t realized Ethan had made that rule. It was a stupid one and it needed to be changed.

“No.” Panic filled her voice. “You can’t tell him anything about us. You can’t.” She pressed his hand more firmly on her breast. “Please.”

He sighed. Her crush on Ethan was irritating but it was kind of perfect. It’d keep him from falling for her. He wasn’t too savvy when it came to love, but even he knew not to fall for a woman who was hung up on Ethan. “Okay.” He kissed her. “I promise. I won’t say anything about you to Ethan, but you have to help me out with this.” He pulled her flush against him, so she could feel exactly how much he wanted her.

She smiled. “Okay, but later. I have to get back. If Ethan comes out and can’t find me....”

He grabbed her hand, stopping her from leaving. “When?”

“Later tonight?” She blushed.

“Perfect.” He kissed her hand. “Ethan is leaving tonight.” He kissed her neck. “I’m going to be watching the place in the evenings for him.”

“You’ll be managing the Club?” She was surprised. “Ethan’s going away?”

“Yeah.” She didn’t seem disappointed and that was great. “I can show you around.” He leaned down and whispered in her ear. “What would you like to see first? b*****e, spankings, whippings, ménage? Name it and I’ll show you.”

“Anything. You pick, but how are we going to do this. I have to leave when my shift is over and there are cameras at the front door.” Her face was turning red.

He trailed his finger down the side of her neck toward her breast. He really wanted to see them, touch them. “There’s a back door. I can meet you there.”

“No cameras?”

“I’ll make sure they’re off. No one will ever know.” He kissed her again. God, she was sweet. “It’ll be our secret.”

“Anabelle!” bellowed Ethan.