TouchNode | Complete

24 | The Pleasure Ascent

Feeling foxy comes standard issue with the clothes. Everything else, darling? That's gotta be all you.

"I see you two are getting along nicely, big brother."

"That's the whole point, bad cop. I need to build a relationship, trust, with her and then see what we've been missing." He reached over and patted his sister's arm. She frowned up at him as she fixed the mile-high slip in her dress. With her hair neatly coiffed at the top of her head, Olvia looked deceitfully meek but very sexual.

"I'm tired of always playing the bad cop." Her voice whined between two rows of perfectly straight white teeth. "When do I get to have some fun?"

"Because you've always done it far better than I." Dominic smirked, leaning closer to her face. "Are you sure it isn't because you'd like to nail Devani yourself?"

"Hardy harhar," she sneered. "That girl is average at best. I still don't understand the obsession."

"Yep. You definitely want to nail her. However, not before I've had my fill." He sang. "But, if you're nice, dear sister. I may let you have a little taste."

"Your permission to fuck the help isn't needed. If I want her, I'll take her. "

"I'm sure Carter would love that. She'll only need to open those pretty lips and tell everything the moment he steps through the door." He chuckled. "And here every one is thinking you're the nice one. Yet, here you are. With a quick slip of the tongue, you threaten to rape a TouchNode."

"I wouldn't have to rape her. She'd give it up and willingly too."

Olivia still frowned at him as she crossed her arms against her chest. He reached out, catching her arms to free them and then, letting them drop to her sides. Gently he pulled her into a tight hug before pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Calm down, sis, she's just a girl."

"Yeah, one that has more influence and power than any other person in this company. I'm sure Ballarina even bends to her will... all she has to do is purse those lips and bat those eyelashes. They're both ready to do what she wants." She turned her back to him, walking to the window. "Then they come back here, to this room, and mount me until I come all over the place."

"You speak as though you haven't enjoyed it." She didn't respond. Dominic moved to stand behind her and raised his hands to massage her tense shoulders. "Maybe you should take a break. Carter and Ballarina don't fuck me. So, if she does something, they'll have to go elsewhere to get their rocks off."

"As if you wouldn't fuck Ballarina?"

He laughed, "If given the chance, I wouldn't say no to fucking all her holes. That doesn't stop you leaving though."

"And do what? Go where?" Fear wavered her voice. "I don't know what's out there now. We've been here for so long."

"Go visit Angelus at House Audax. It's been a while since you've seen one another."

A scoff came from her, "I'm sure he hasn't missed me."

Somberness clouded Dominic's features. He sat down, pulling his left ankle to rest on his right knee. Darkness swam in his eyes as Olivia turned to face him.

"I know you don't believe me when it comes to him," he sighed heavily, "you never have, but I know that Angelus loves and deeply misses you. He would have married you if... well... if it hadn't happened."

"We don't talk about that." She snapped, gathering the skirt of her floor-length cocktail dress around her. The supple dark grey material clung to her like a second skin. It highlighted the contouring of her face as well as the blush she artfully brushed down the valley between her breasts. "We agreed to never speak of it again."