The Darker Shade

The Darker Shade: Chapter 6

Chapter 6...

I huff looking at the clock on my phone, its 2am and I throw my head back placing my forearm against my head. My thoughts a lingering noise in my mind, each moment I close my eyes a small boy with blue eyes appearing. I sit up at the edge of the bed. The blanket over my lap, my elbows propped as I rake my fingers through my spiked bed hair. I needed to get out, distract my mind, and have a drink. I change quickly, looking at myself as I button my collar a night out is exactly what I deserve and I know just the place.

Hailing a cab I give the location and he drives off. As we arrive he looks back at me conflicted as we approach what looks like an abandoned warehouse. I slip him a $20, thanking him and step out. Fixing my suit jacket I arrive at two heavy metal doors. I press a buzzard, a heavy set guard opens, and he looks me up and down. "What color is the rabbit?"He says his voice deep "White." I respond looking directly into his eyes. He steps back and I walk down a hall. It's dark, the music slowly filling as I approach another set of doors and push them open. The lights are dim, the walls golden, the furniture a seductive red. The music resounding as a woman's sultry voice moves against the beat. The hostess, wearing a skin tight red leather strapless dress greets me, "Hello, sir and welcome to wonderland." I grin as she gestures for me to acquaint myself. The lure of sex fills throughout the room. A couple grinds on the dance floor, her leg lifted at his hip, his hand hidden. She bows her head at his shoulder her lips shaped in that of an O, she opens her eyes quaintly and gives me a wink as she bites her lip turning back to him. The hostess asks "How can we make your escape to wonderland an unforgettable night?" her voice sensual bringing me back to her, I respond. "Give me a private." She nods and saunters away slowly. I near the bar and sit, scanning the room, I stop at that of a delicious blond sitting alone on a red cushion. She wears a sheer black dress with nothing beneath, her green eyes lock on mine. She spreads her legs and runs her fingers slowly down her cleavage, abdomen, and soon reaches her bud. Lifting her dress she allows me to see more of her. The glistening juice from her pressed cunt drips seducing me slowly as the fingers begin to tease. A flinch beneath my trousers tells me it's time for introduction. I stand just as the hostess approaches and walk directly to the vixen. Without words she extends her hand and I pull her up, her body pressing against mine aggressively. I look towards the hostess and she hands me the key, "Enjoy, Sir." Grinning I walk with the salacious vixen into the room and shut the door, locking it. She walks to the center of the room "So..." She begins to speak but I stop her. "Don't speak. You will do as I say and how I say it. Understood?" She nods and bites her lip. Slowly crossing her arms, she attempts to lift her dress up. "Stop" I command. "Did I say to undress?" "No..." she whispers I shake my head "tsk, tsk, tsk... little one. You've spoken. I distinctly remember telling you not to speak." I saunter around where she stands, brushing her hair off her shoulder "What do you suppose I do about your defiance to remain shut?" I speak with preciseness, my voice low. Her breath becomes hitched as I run my finger over the nook of her neck, to her ear and down her jaw. I grip my hand around and tilt her head to the side, gaining further access to her elongated stem, my nose skimming softly. "You enjoy to tease don't you, little one?" My hand hooked, I run my finger over her dark red lips, smearing her lipstick. She swallows hard and nods, I smirk "Good girl, you didn't speak." With my free hand I brush over her torso, pressing my erection against her firm ass. Her nipples pierced against the sheer material. She remains still, her breathing increasing as my hands lower. "You have a very pretty cunt." I pull at the hem of her dress, my fingers rub against her mound. "Does it taste as good as it looks?" She nods once more. I dredge my fingers along her slit and into her drenched hole. She gasps, "You see that chair?" she nods "I want you to take it and bring it here." I release her, placing my fingers into my mouth to taste her sweetness. She walks over with the chair. "Sit." She does as I say. "Unzip and release." Her hands move quick and unsteadily. I place my hands over hers. "Slowly" She bites her lips and grins. Once doing so, she reaches her hand in my trousers and pulls out my length. She licks her lips and begins stroking; I close my eyes with a guttural groan. She licks from base to tip circling her tongue, teasingly. I run my fingers in her hair and wrap them tight. Tugging back, "suck" she smiles and takes my shaft to the back of her throat, my hand still in her hair I guide her. She skids her teeth over my flesh to the head I growl "FUCK" she turns her head and sucks over the sides down to my balls. With a pop of her mouth over each one before licking back up. Her mouth was fucking phenomenal. I tug back on her hair once more and flick my tongue against hers, tasting the saltiness of my pre-cum. Standing back up she goes at it once more, I hear the gurgle of her gag as I thrust deep into her mouth, taking control as I feel my build. I look to where her hand sits her fingers rubbing aggressively as she fucks herself to the pleasure of my cock buried down her throat. With my seed on edge I remove my cock from her mouth "Stand and lean over the table." She sucks in her bottom lip, the saliva soaked over her smeared mouth. I smack her ass, cupping it as I do, squeezing her cheeks before swatting once more. My length in my hand I rub over her dripping cunt and all too quickly ram hard inside of her. She yelps, I pull her hair back, her hands grip at the edge of the table I grunt against her ear, "Fuck you have a tight little cunt." Her pussy grips each inch of me, constricting and just as she screams I shoot my seed within her and fill her deep hole. Bowing my head over her spine I remove myself pulling out of her. She straightens and goes to speak. I lift my hand "Don't ruin it." Her grin fades and once I zipper up I open the door to walk out, leaving her as her eyes peer through me. I step to the bar and ask for a whiskey neat, tossing it back as she steps passed me. I give the bartender side eyes followed with a devilish grin and leave the cash for my drink on the counter.

The drool over my pillow causes me to wake abruptly. I bring my hand over my head and slowly open my eyes. The sunlight too much to bare "Fuck, I need curtains" I murmur to myself as I sit up and both hands wonder into my hair, down my face. I walk into the bathroom and look back at myself, trying to remember what I did last night. My last memory of jaded green eyes, followed by those of small blue ones, I shake my head. Turning on the shower I strip and let the scolding hot water graze my flesh awakening me from my drunken slur. I step out of the shower and wrap the towel around my hips. I hear the chime of my phone as I shut the shower off and run out. "Hello." "Hi, Mr. Hyde Just wanted you to know Mrs. Moore had me schedule you for Friday at 10:30am. Does that work for you?" I arch both my brows knowing I had very little of a choice. "I suppose." "Great." She squeaks, her voice to peppy for my liking. I press end to the call as she goes to say goodbye and strut to my fridge to take out an apple. I bite a good chunk as I open my laptop. When I go to type in the search my history pull up and Elizabeth's name. I lean back and look over the name slowly, taking into account what could be and what is. I'm sure she will never disclose him being mine even if he was. She will never come forward and be honest. He's probably better off without me. I pull at my hair, leaning my head forward. I'm not worth being a father, he deserves better than what I can provide. But, there's one thing I need to do, one thing that I need to give her.

I get dressed and take out one of the envelopes holding my cash. Counting at least $10, 000 dollars I place it back in with a small note and wrap it up with a rubber band placing it beneath my arm. As I step out of my place I lock the door and notice Katie as she does the same. I walk towards the stair case as she does "Hey, how about we start over?" she says with a smile. I nod, grinning. "I think that's a good idea." "My name is Katie Shaw" She gestures her hand for me to shake it I give her mine "Jack Hyde." She pulls her hand back, "Wait thee Jack Hyde?" I take a breath "Yes, the one and only." She laughs. "Something funny?" "No, I just... I really know how to pick them." I chuckle along with her "I suppose you do, Kitten." glancing down "Ladies first." She smiles and walks ahead. We both exit together but walk in separate directions. I get in the first cab I see and tell him my destination. He drops me off across the street from her apartment building. The auburn haired boy plays with a soccer ball just in front. There's a young girl on her cell phone, "Stay away from the street." She says to him without even looking. I look around to see if Elizabeth is around at all. Wondering where and why she'd leave him alone with someone so consumed with her phone instead of the boy. He kicks the soccer ball and it fumbles into the street, he looks up at her and back to the ball, "Krista... my ball... my ball" He yells for her attention and she waves her face still buried. "Yeah, get the ball." I look at her with fury. Suddenly as he goes to grab the ball at the edge of the street a car comes at a short distance "KID!! LOOK OUT!!" I shout running into the street and whisk him into my arms. The car screeches as the driver hits the breaks. I look down, he's so small in my arms, his eyes are closed I try to wake him, noticing a small trace of blood in the back of my hands. His babysitter comes running "CALL THE AMBULENCE NOW!!" I yell as she looks down at me with tears and dials stuttering her words as she speaks. Soon the sirens reign through the streets and I hold him close looking down at him. I stand holding him in my arms handing him over to the EMT. "He's badly hurt, bleeding from I think the back of his head. I tried saving him..." They take him from me "Are you his father, sir?" "NO... Umm... I don't..." They look from me to the boy and the babysitter steps up "He was under my care, his mother is at a job interview... I... I wasn't..." she speaks with tears they ask her to come with them as he was under her care. I walk over to the driver that almost hit him. He paces back and forth running his hands in his hair, frantic. "HEY!" I shout for him to look at me and when he does I throw my fist directly into his jaw, knocking him out cold. The crowd pulls me back and I brush them off of me. The ambulance flees, the sirens blaring. I attempt catching a cab, needing to see him, needing to know that he's ok.