Daily events

AXEL WHITE.

*Readers' discretion advised*

"No, don't. Don't do that," I said sternly as I pulled Savanna off me as she tried to place her lips on mine. Her hands were everywhere, all over me. 

Bold of her to think I'd get kissed by a whore.

"Why?" She quizzed breathlessly, genuinely baffled.

"Kneel down and suck me off. That's why you're here."

She knelt before me while I sat at the edge of the king-sized bed. It dipped, giving in to my weight. The room had fallen into a hush, accompanied by the soft glow of light that came from the chandelier above, casting an orange hue over the room and thereby accentuating the raunchy atmosphere.

My nose was filled with the smell of whiskey and weed— although pungent, but I was too high, too drunk to mind. My body jolted in response when Savanna's hasty fingers crawled up my thighs, urgently finding my belt and unbuckling it.

I leaned back and arched up, sucking air with my teeth as I allowed her the chance to rip the trouser off me. 

"Like this?" She questioned as she stared at me with blow job eyes and ran her fingers on my dick print from the thin boxers I had on. I hardened against her touch, feeling a shiver skitter down my spine as the hoe continued to rub on me.

"Savannah? You might have to do more than that," I whispered, leaning on my elbows and prying my legs slightly apart.

The red-haired pouted and glared at me. "Sandra. Not Savanna. You've called me that so many times that I'm beginning to think that is my name."

My bad. I didn't care since I had brought her from the club, just like every other one, and it meant nothing to me. "Savannah is a pretty name, isn't it? You should love it."

"Yes, Daddy!" She beamed as she tied her hair back in anticipation of what was about to happen next. I braced myself. My guy, Mickey, had told me this whore could do wonders with her throat.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed with a tough arch when Savanna's hands tugged at the seams of my boxers, pulling it down and freeing my dick from its confines.

It bounced up proudly, and Savannah stared wide-eyed at my length— which wouldn't be new. I love to see the expression on their faces.

"You're so big…" she cooed as she ran her fingers on my tip, and it flexed in response. So far, Savannah seemed as good as they explained. Savannah locked gazes with me and gave my dick a little tug, after which she clasped her hands around my hardness, and my breath hitched.

"Hm…" I hummed in response. A vibration skittered down my spine when Savanna's hot pink tongue circled around my tip.

She teased me. My head darted backward with a tough movement then Savanna looked up at me, a wry smile on her face before she fixed her hair again and enabled me passage into her mouth.

"Fuck…" I muttered as I fisted her hair, pressing her deeper against my hardness as I shoved my dick deep into her throat.

She took it without hassles, even with my harsh grip around her neck. Savanna's eyes watered as she took deeper into ecstasy with every violent thrust. I growled ferally at the pleasant work on her mouth, grabbing the bed sheet with my other hand for support.

"Keep that going…" I muttered breathlessly with my eyes fluttering shut, reveling in the aphrodisiac sensation that sent me high into cloud nine.

Savannah didn't respond— since she had her mouth full, neither did she stop sucking me off like that whore that she was.

"Fuck! I'm close…ah," I whimpered, fisting her hair tighter. "Fuuuckk"

"Oh my god!" I heard someone yell, and it wasn't Savanna— obviously. My head shot in the direction of the door, and I found Mercury, wide-eyed and frozen on the spot, staring while the door remained ajar.

Savanna didn't stop sucking like a fucking robot. My reaction time was shitty, and the next thing I could think of was to pull a towel over Savanna's head. I was fucking close to cumming.

Mercury, terrified, and probably traumatized, backed away and closed the door behind her. I wondered why she was here anyways. Asher was out on a business trip, which meant she had absolutely no reason to be there.

Absentminded through the process of toe-curling ecstasy, I reached my climax and finished off on Mercury's face. An exasperated sigh escaped my mouth.

Savanna batted her eyelids as she looked at me, expectant of a response? Whores like her thrive off compliments.

What do I do? Call her my goody little deepthroating demon? I stood from the edge of the bed and lunged a towel at her. As I slipped past her, I patted her head softly. 

I made my way to the bathroom and cleaned up quickly. 

"You suck…a lot, literally." Savanna's face was a mixture of emotions as I walked to the door to meet Mercury and make sure she'd been breathing since she made her way out.

As I stepped foot into the living room, Mercury was seated on the plush red couch, her face flushed, and she raised her head to look at me.

"Hi," I said, stretching my hand for a shake. Mercury eyed my hand, as expected, and ignored it."

"Get that dirty thing away from me," She scoffed. "Did you even wash it?"

I shrugged as I settled on the seat before her. "It's all good here. Would it kill you to knock?"

"Well, I fucking did, you slut!" She screeched. "I did, countless times, but you wouldn't respond, so I thought you died or something, then opened the fucking door to see YOU getting… OMG, I don't even want to think about it!"

Fair. "Of course, you shouldn't. So get to the point, what do you want? Asher is not here."

"I know…" Mercury buzzed, looking around. "And that's why I'm there. It's been three days, and I haven't seen him around. Where is he?"

"You could sound a little less desperate. It's disgusting," I retorted. "Don't you have other things that normal girls do? Like a goal in life…that isn't Asher?"

Mercury scowled. She'd had something for Asger for as long as I could remember, seeing as her family was close to ours. Half her entire life had been based on the delusion that Asher completed her. 

"I do, actually," she leaned closer. "The only goal I have right now is to find Asher and see him…just for a while. You don't know what this feels like because you've never been in love!"

"Then I don't want to, if "love" feels like being on expired nicotine. Asher is-"

The rest of my words were eaten up by the squeaking sound of my grandmother's wheelchair, and I watched Mercury freeze up. Mercury and Esther never went along with each other.

Point of correction, Esther never went along with anyone. Now her dementia and old age made it worse— she was almost unapproachable.

Esther looked to our side in the huge living room as she rolled away, giving Mercury a condescending glare. I smiled, holding back a very vile peal of laughter.

"Leave my grandson, bitch." Esther pushed herself away without any more words, and that was all it took for me to burst into laughter.

"She seemed to have learned that word recently, don't take it to heart," My vain comfort to Mercury, who had now turned red.

"I see…" she chuckled wryly, and her face remained fixed in the direction that Esther had gone. "Have you found her a nanny yet?"

I shook my head. "Still going through applications. Whoever it is has to be tough-skinned, unlike the previous ones."

"What happened with the last one? Didn't you hire her like….two weeks ago?"

I shrugged. "Probably in therapy. Dead? Broken? I don't know. It's not easy work."

"Uh, that much is obvious. Your grandmother is crazy. She should be in one of those houses for adults."

"Tell your father-in-law-to-be."

"I love how that sounds! So…Asher, where is he?"

"Asher is out on a business trip…" I stroked my chin. "A conference of some sort very far away."

"Far away, where?"

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that. It's confidential information for the sake of the White conglomerate."

"How about give and take?" Mercury asked, arching her brow.

"And what could you possibly own that I'd want?"

She fished out her phone from her weirdly shiny purse and clicked it on with a brief tap. She then delved into it only to display a few pictures after a small moment.

Flashing her phone in my face. "I have hot friends…and they'd be on Mickey's cruise ship this weekend. I could link you up with one. What do you say?"

I smirked. "Not one, two."

"Deal."

"Fine…write this down," I began as I told her the address and the hotel suite Asher was going to be in.

If Mercury were fast enough, she'd be there by nighttime. I love a well-done business. 

Now, back to Savanna.

Oh, shit. Sandra.