Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
As he pulled out of her he disposed of the condom in a tissue and tossing it in the bottom of the waste basket before pulling his boxer briefs and pants the rest of the way up. “That was.” He said with a smirk as he grabbed his tank top and put it back on then his button up denim shirt. When he finished he ran his hands through his now, fucked up hair, trying to fix it before moving to refill his glass and sitting back in the chair. “So how come I have to call you Carson now?” He asked after a few sips of his drink, looking up at her curiously. “I mean, I was a little inebriated but I know you had said your name was Alexis when we first met.” He laughed softly as he leaned back in the seat. “Don’t like clients calling your actual name out?” It wasn’t that he was pissed or anything or even upset he just kind of felt weird. He was just used to at least knowing a girl’s name that he fucked and he didn’t even know hers. Though Carson was a unique name since he’s never met a girl or anyone for that matter with that name.
Carson hoped off the desk for a moment as she pulled her panties back in to place. And smoothed out her dress. Walking back over the the alcohol before pouring herself another drink. “Cause its my name,” she replied with a shrug. She placed her self back in his lap because she liked it there. “You know how people have stage names.. I have a bed name.. Alexis.. or Alexandra.. depending on what I am in the mood for that day,” she explained. “I have been doing this for a while and I have ran in to crazy guys.. that think they are in love with you because you sucked them off.. So I give the least amount of information possible.” she added taking a long sip of her drink. “But you’re not a client.. and Cas has a whole file on me so I am sure you could find out my real name..” she stated looking at him. “So I thought it would be nice to hear my own name..” Carson smiled as she shifted a bit grabbing his wakie off the desk and handing it to him. “You just have to promise you’re not going to like stalk me or anything. You’re cute and I might possibly want to do this again.. but if you turn in to a crazy stalker I will be forced to shoot you or something,” she informed him with a playful smile. Cause she didn’t take him for the stalker type.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
Finn was getting so close, the pressure dropping to his groin and building up more rapidly, his body overheating as he kept up with his thrusts, slamming into her. Castillo’s office was filled with nothing but their moaning and the sound of their bodies moving against the desk. As she pulled back from his lips his lips quickly moved to skate across her jawline only to hear her correct him with her name. His thrusts slowed down slightly as he pulled back to look at her with a confused expression. He knew she had told him her name was Alexis so why the hell was she saying it’s now Carson. His brows furrowed at her before he spoke. “What?” He panted between heavy breaths.
But soon enough she quieted him by attacking his lips in a rough kiss telling him not to stop and to drop it for now. Which he couldn’t really fight her on it since her hips had rolled back into his and he felt her clenching around his length. With a soft groan he resumed his thrusting only much faster than before as his climax continued to build and build. He broke away from her lips once more to press his lips along her neck, nipping her skin as he tilted his head up nipping at the skin just below her ear and sweeping his tongue over the spot to soothe it. Finally, with one last, hard thrust he came, her real name falling from his lips in a breathless groan.
Carson almost whimpered when he slowed down. She was so close to the edge and this was just not okay. She shook her head as she captured his lips again. Pulling him in to her. “don’t worry about it,” she mumbled out against his lips as she rolled her hips in to his. Names were a game they could play once she was thoroughly fucked against the desk. She was more then happy when he went back to what they had doing. Soon she could feel the feeling building up again. And both her hands moved to hold on to his body. Nails scratched at his skin as she held on. Her head tiled back as his lips brushed against her neck. The sensation sent shivers down her spin. It only took a well placed thrust to send the girl over the edge. She could feel her walls clench around him. And her proper name slipped form his lips against her ear. A burst of moans and whimpers echoed through her. Is name falling out between ragged breaths.
Leaning froward her head rested against his shoulder as she worked to calm herself down. Her muscles still trembled as she felt the slight after shocks of her orgasm slip through her. Her lips lazily brushed against the hot flesh of his shoulder. Straightening up she looked at him through heavy lidded eyes. A small smirk on her lips as her tongue peaked out to lick them. Her hips shifted a bit as he pulled out of her. The slight friction pulling another whimper from her body as she unwrapped her legs. Carson could feel the bun her hair hand been in had loosen. Reaching up her fingers pulled the binder free. Letting her hair slip free from its confines. Running her fingers through it as she shifted on the desk. Her eyes watched a he put himself back together. “That was fun,” she replied grinning up at him. Placing her hands on the desk behind her she leaned back.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
It wasn’t everyday that Finn would do something like this on the job, in fact he’s never done anything like this on the job. It was probably one of the more adventurous things he’s done in a while but you’d hear no complaints from him. He definitely didn’t mind a second round with this girl, hell he never thought he’d bump into her again. He let out a soft growl as her nails dug into his back, enjoying the slight pain that was mixed with the pleasure of what they were doing. Finn didn’t really like the fact that she still had her dress on but he really didn’t have the patience to take her damn dress off either, if he attempted he’d likely just rip it off of her. He’s pretty famous for that actually. Though there was definitely something hot about fucking her with their clothes still partially on against his boss’s desk. In the future he’ll probably be wearing a knowing smirk whenever he has to sit in the office with his boss, knowing what went down on it while his boss will forever be clueless.
As she bit into his shoulder he let out a soft hiss, groaning soon after as his hips snapped harder in that moment. With her pushing into his lower back with her heel and tightening her legs around him he managed to push even deeper, groaning at how tightly she clenched around him. Finn knew he hit that sweet spot of hers just by her reaction, being sure to keep up with what he was doing to continuously hit it and bring her to the edge. Another groan fell from his lips as their lips crashed together. “Fuck…Alexis.” He mumbled into her mouth, biting at her bottom lip as he placed his hand against the desk to keep standing a bit better, his thrusts becoming increasingly faster with each thrust. Soon enough he felt the feeling of his climax building up in the very lower part of his abdomen, every muscle in his body beginning to slowly tighten up.
The brunette was sure this was slowly becoming her favorite night in a long time. And she was completely consumed with the feeling of everything. Her body buzzed under every touch and movement. He hit against the spot over and over. Carson was pretty damn sure she would be coming undone in no time if her kept it up. She moaned as he bit in to her lip the light mix of pain and pleasure shooting through her. Her hips moved in to his meeting the harder thrust greedily. One of her hands moved to hold on to the edge of the desk for support. She gripped it tightly as her slammed in to her. She kissed him feverishly as they continued to rock against one another. She could feel the tightness starting the build and the promise of pure bliss lingered in the pit of her stomach. Her eyes were closed and the hand still at his shoulders clung to him. Pulling him closer to her.
Her body arched in to him a bit and she focused her self on the slowly building pressure in her core. Willing it to take over all of her. She heard the name that was breathed in to her mouth. And even though that was what she had told him her name was. It felt wrong to have him call her that… because this wasn’t Alexis doing her job.. This was Carson fucking a thoroughly fuck able hot guy for the fun of it. Plus after this she was fully prepared to possibly have it happen again. So he needed to know her real name. And she wanted the hear the right name moaned against her ear when he came. Pulling a way from the kiss she caught her breath a bit before speaking. “Its Carson,” she breathed out with out thinking. She felt the slight hesitation in his movement and her eyes opened to look at him.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
For just a fleeting moment he wondered if she would make him pay for this but thought against it, she initiated the damn thing so why would she make him pay? He chucked it off to being something his boss would end up having to pay for if she decided to charge him extra for making her wait so long, he nearly chuckled at the thought. A soft groan slipped from his mouth as their hips rolled together, his tongue dancing with hers. As her lips skated along his jawline his head tilted slightly to give her more access as his hands moved up her back then back down before sliding around to her hips and resting there a moment. Finn was definitely hard by now and he knew she’d be able to feel it especially with all the grinding they were doing. Soon enough he would get annoyed by it but for now he was enjoying the teasing. As she started to unbutton his shirt he leaned back a little in the chair to watch her make quick work of it before moving to help her push it off of him.
Though soon enough his lips were back against hers, kissing her roughly before having to pull back as she pushed off his tank top. He let out a soft groan as her nails raked against his chest, his muscles flexing slightly under her touch as his tongue skillfully moved back against hers. He soon grew tired of all the grinding and the teasing, it probably didn’t help that he was incredibly hard in his jeans and it was actually beginning to be a bit painful. In one swift motion he had her up against the desk, standing between her legs while undoing his pants and pushing them down his hips a little while tugging her underwear down, nipping playfully at her calf as he slipped the fabric down her legs. With them now removed he pushed his boxer briefs down enough to free his aching length, his lips attaching to her neck and sucking at her skin as his free hand fished a condom out of the pocket of his jeans that were hanging off his hips. After tearing open the package and smoothing the rubber over him he took hold of her thighs, pulling her closer to the edge of the desk and quickly thrusting himself deep inside her. A hand moved from her thigh, up her stomach before moving over her breast, squeezing it firmly over the material of her dress as he lightly nipped at her collarbone before tilting his head upwards to capture her lips in a rough kiss.
Carson pressed herself in to him as they continued to kiss. She was slowly getting more and more impatient. The ache at her core was over whelming by now and she just needed some kind of satisfaction. Her arms secured themselves around her neck a he lifted her up with ease. She licked her lips and watched with hungry eyes as he undid his pants. She shifted her hips a bit to help him get her panties down her hips. She let out a small noise of delight as he playfully nipped at her calf. Part of Carson was a little surprised with herself. Because in all honesty it wasn’t something she would usually do on a job. Then again she didn’t usually get left on a job either. All though was quickly wiped out of her mind when she felt his lips against her lips again. A soft moan slipped from her lips as her hands moved to his shoulders. Gripping at the flesh and in a quick moment he was thrusting into her. Her breath catching in her throat for a moment. “God..” she breathed as her body took him in. Her legs wrapping around him tightly as she chest arched in to the attention of his hand.
The brunette’s lips welcomed his eagerly kissing him back just as roughly. Her nails slightly dug in to the skin of his back as the raked over it. Her heart bounded in her chest and her breathing was becoming increasingly ragged. Her hip moved it to meet him movement on their own accord. Their bodies rocked together in a naturaly rhythm that took them no time to find. Carson sank her teeth in to his bottom lip as a bundle of almost breathless moans flooded out of her. They weren’t loud enough to have anyone hear. She knew how to stay quiet but til let her enjoyment be known. She was almost upset she still had all her clothes on. Purely because she wanted that sweet feeling of skin pressed against skin. But she had to admit this was pretty fucking hot in its self. Moving her lips from his she moved them along his shoulder. Biting in to it to stifle a particularly loud involuntary moan as his pace sped up and she could feel him pushing deeper inside her. The heel of her bare foot dug in to his lower back where they rested as her legs tightened around him. Guiding him deeper still. “Fuck. Finn.” she gasp out when she felt him hit her glorious sweet spot. Her hips move more needfully in to his as she crushed her lips back to his.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
“I pretty much am a glorified assistant, I’m just an assistant that gets to carry a gun.” His head tilted slightly. “I might be interested to hear about these people and why they would be looking for some ex-military people on staff.” As her head rest against his shoulder he heard the chirp of his walkie-talkie, his hand moving to his belt where it was attached and pulling it off. He paused to listen to the chatter, raising an eyebrow as she started to brush her lips against his neck. When he heard his co-workers talking about Castillo he listened in, hearing that he would be a while since the problem with the high roller got worse. After turning down his radio he tossed it onto the desk and tilted his head a little so she could get more access to his neck.
As their eyes locked an eyebrow rose, practically challenging her to do something else and she did just that by crashing her lips into his. His hands went to her hips, gripping them firmly as he pulled her body more against his, responding to the kiss by kissing her harder. Soon enough his hands slid down over her ass giving it a firm squeeze and pushing her hips into his as he rolled his hips upwards against hers. After nipping against her bottom lip his tongue slid over it before pushing its way into past her lips and into her mouth, dancing against her tongue teasingly as his hips rolled upwards into hers again to tease her even more.
Carson grinned against his lips as he responded to her kiss. She let out a little noise when he grabbed her ass. Her hands moved to his shoulder as he pulled her closer to him. A moan was lost in their kiss as his hips pressed up in to hers. Feeling his teeth nip at her lip sent a shiver down her spin. The brunette parted her lips eagerly as his tongue slipped in to her mouth. Her own moving to meet his. His hips rolled in to hers again. The friction created made the heat between her legs slowly increase. She pressed her own down in to his as her fingers moved to pull him more in to the kiss. The whole situation was a really really new one for her. There were rarely moments where she did this for fun. Just because she really just wanted to be wrapped up in a person. It was one of the consequences of her profession. But the girl really didn’t think anymore on it. Since well it was most likely the want for a good time nothing more. Moving her lips away from his she let them skate against his jaw line. Nipping at the flesh as she went.
She bit at the flesh of his shoulder; making sure to keep it in a place that would be easily covered by his shirt. Her tongue moved out to sooth the marred flesh. Her hips still rocked against his. The dull needful ache starting to build at her core. Bringing her lips back to his Carson kissed him roughly. Nipping at his lips as her body pressed in to his. Her hands moved to his chest. Her finger skillfully worked the buttons open with ease. Popping open the last button her hand glided back up. She could feel the lines of his muscles through the tank top he wore under the over shirt. Pulling away from their kiss she pushed at the material. Shifting a bit as he help her get it off. She decided she wanted the tank top off to. Gripping at the hem she pulled it off. Tossing it aside with the other shirt. Once the offending garments where discarded she pressed her lips back to his. Her hands now exploring the newly exposed skin. Her nails raked against his chest. As he tongue found its way back in to his mouth.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
He made himself comfortable while she was in his lap, leaning back a little in the chair as he watched her, listening to her talking. A slight shiver ran down his spine from the feel of her fingers brushing against his neck. An eyebrow rose when she spoke of the younger men. “Clearly you’ve met some shitty younger men. I mean hell, if you weren’t so…worn out after that night I could have taken you out for a bit as a thanks, even if you were paid for it.” A soft chuckle left his lips as he leaned his head back, looking up at her as she got comfortable against his chest. “It’s always good not to miss rent, whatever works to get the money.” He said with a nod while licking his lips.
He gave a shrug of his shoulders when she apologized. “It’s alright, I hear and get told all kinds of things so it doesn’t bother me.” His lips curved upwards into one of his trademark half smiles. “Oh you don’t want to hear about my boring job.” He chuckled. “I just do my sweep of the casinos that he owns. Watch surveillance every now and then. Kick out the assholes then guard him at events. Occasionally he sends me to his home to distract his wife by helping her with the kids and driving her to get things.” His head shook. “Personally I could care less if anything happened to Dan. It wouldn’t surprise me if the person to do anything to him would be his wife.”
“You’re right that does sound boring,” she replied with a smirk. She wiggled a bit in she place as she sat up a little straighter. “I have met his wife.. she is nice.. stupid but nice,” she added as she licked her lips her fingers continuing their menstruation. “Not offense but you sound like a glorified assistant.. You should get a better job,” she replied with a little nod. “I know a few people that could probably use ex-military on their staff,” Carson laid her head against his shoulder. Her eyes closing for a moment as she sat there. She was quickly running out of things to talk about. Since she was sure they weren’t going to start sharing child hood stories. And she would be lying if she said she wasn’t slightly thinking that fucking him again could be entertaining. Cause really it wasn’t like she was going to get the chance again. She probably wasn’t even going to see him again.
To waste the chance to have another round of mind blowing sex would be criminal. Making up her mind she leaned in as he spoke letting her lips brush against his neck. She trailed light kisses along the curve of his neck her teeth grazing over the flesh every no and then. Her lips skated across his jaw line for a moment before she pulled away. Her eyes locking with his for a moment. With out a second though she crushed her lips to his firmly. She twisted her body a bit so she was in as better potion to kiss him. She really hoped he wasn’t going to like stop her or be upset. Then again who would be up set if a chick was occupying your lap and completely willing to make out with you.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
“Certainly one of the best, not sure if it is the number one best view.” He chuckled softly, giving her a playful smirk as he finished the last of his drink, placing it on the desk. His head tilted just slightly as she spoke, chuckling softly. “I guess they wanted me surprised. I wasn’t going to throw a fit though, very attractive girl in my presence as a present just for me. Why would I throw a fit over that?” He was definitely flirting a lot but he didn’t care he’s far too relaxed to not do it. Besides he’d be a fool not to be attracted to her and an idiot to not want to flirt with her. Quite possibly the best sex he’s had in a while even if it was paid for, he definitely enjoyed his night quite a bit. “That’s got to be boring after a while. All kinds of dudes you have to deal with. Old dude’s like my boss.” His nose scrunched upwards. He figured it had to be annoying sometimes.
A smirk played on his lips when she said he was enjoyable. It was pretty damn good to hear it. He laughed about the moral crisis thing though. “I didn’t have a crisis but I felt a little bad. I usually don’t do the whole fuck and run kind of things so I felt like some kind of asshole pig for a little bit but I got over it.” His eyes followed her as she slipped off the desk, watching her a moment but as she slipped into his lap his hands moved to rest at her hips. With a firm grip he pulled her closer, adjusting himself in the chair slightly. “Now you’re getting paid not to fuck him but to drink and chat with his employee.”
“Actually the older guys are usually more entertaining,” she comments as he shifted in the chart. Her dress fluttered down resting against her upper thigh. Moving her arms a bit one got comfortable against his shoulder. Her fingers lightly brush against the side of his neck “I mean the sex usually sucks.. but like they like to take you out.. get you dinner by you drinks. Some times I am paid to look pretty and enjoy what ever awesome event I am being shown off at.” she added downing her scotch. Shifting she reached to set the glass on the desk across from the chair. Once she settled back in her fingers went back to what they were doing.“Younger men.. they usually just want the sex. And its usually sucks.. only its worst cause the get all cocky like they are gods gift to women,” she shrugged. “But the money is good and I don’t ever have to worry about missing rent.” Carson got herself comfortable against his chest.
“Sorry.. I am rather open with shop talk when I don’t have to hide it,” she apologized for her forwardness as she let her eyes settle on his. They weren’t anything horribly special. Just a deep brown. That slightly showed a little like honey if the light hit them just right. Okay she needed to stop analyzing his damn eyes.. they were like a trap. They had sucked her in the first time they met. “Tell me all the boring stuff about your job… pervy old men is a lame topic..” she breathed out as he looked away . Licking her lips as she let out a little sigh; her finger moved to lightly trace the shell of his ear before going back to drawing light patterns against his neck.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
He chuckled as he leaned back in the chair. “I imagine so. He looks like the type that can’t get women off properly.” Of course he chuckled at her comment about his boss being paranoid. “Yeah, I work security for him at the casinos but any other time I’m pretty much his fucking body guard. He says I’m head of security but yet he has me follow him around. Heads of security are more concerned about the casino than him.” He shrugged his shoulder. “I guess he has good reason to be paranoid. He’s rich and I’m sure he’s pissed off a lot of people to need a body guard. Pays good so I’m not complaining.” He waved his hand while shaking his head. “I don’t mind babysitting you. The view here is better than the view downstairs.”
Yeah, he might be flirting a bit but he didn’t care. He’d be getting off work soon, right now he gets to sit on his ass and enjoy his employer’s booze and look at by far, the sexiest chick he’s ever seen in his life. She was like stunningly beautiful and sexy at the same time, killer combo. “I still can’t believe my friends did that to me that night, ya know?” He chuckled, licking over his lips. “But I can’t say that I regret it. It had been a while since I’ve had any fun like that. Go through dry spells being in the military.” He said with a nod, taking another drink of the bourbon. “But hey, I think this problem will take a while for him so at least you get paid to do nothing for a bit.”
“Pay being good or not following Cas around has to suck ass,” she chimed as she shifted in her place. Her hands adjusted the front of her dress. She hated the damn thing. It always shifted out of place on her chest. She girned bit as she looked back to him. Her leaning back on her hands again. “Its the best view in Vegas,” she replied with a playfully cocky tone. No one could ever say that she lacked confidence. She didn’t feel bad about flirting. She was trapped in a room with a rather attractive guy what the hell else was she going to do. Carson chuckled and shook her head when he brought up the night they had met. “If it counts My Handler told them they should tell you.. he doesn’t like when there are surprises,” she replied with a light shrug. “I mean you could have like through a huge fit and shit could have gotten ugly it was rather dumb of them,” she added her two cents. A smiled played on her lips when he informed her that he didn’t regret it. That was good. She would have hated to have him feel all regretful cause the sex had actually been pretty fucking good.
“Its the most fun I have had in a while.. And I don’t go through dry spells. Actually I have sex so much sometimes its hard to find something you really enjoy.” she stated as she tiled her head a bit as she looked at him. “You were very enjoy able,” she added the natural seductive purr she had when she usually talked about naughty things tainted her words. It was kind of hard to turn it off after two hours of being all seductive with a client. “I personally thought you were going to have like some moral crisis about someone paying for ass.” she replied honestly as she slipped off the desk moving to where the alcohol was. She grabbed once of the way to expensive crystal classes and poured her self some Scotch before moving back to him. She stood there for a moment taking a sip before she slipped her self in to his lap. Because she could. Shifting so her legs hung over the arm of the chair. “Yeah get paid to sit here and drink ridiculously expensive booze with my babysitter,” she replied with a little chuckle as she got comfortable in her new spot.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
Before he could even turn his head away from them his gaze fell on who was on his desk, realizing he wasn’t having fun with his wife or his secretary. An eyebrow rose when he instantly recognized her only to snap his gaze back at his boss when he spoke. “It’s pretty important if you don’t want to lose another thirty grand.” His eyes rolled at his boss when he spoke to her like that. Honestly, even though the man paid him some good ass money, he hated him for fucking around on his wife like that. The few times he met her she was pretty great, he only hoped that one day she would come in and stomp his balls especially since she owned half of everything he did since she started everything up for him. They spoke for a few moments, his boss cussing up a storm when he said the high roller was back. “Call Jackson on the radio and tell him to meet me down at that table.” Finn nodded his head as he grabbed the walkie from his pocket. “Davis too?” He knew his boss would want his biggest men, they would probably rough the guy up. “Him too.” With a nod he called them on the radio, watching as Castillo went to leave the room. “Keep her company, wouldn’t want her getting bored.”
Finn’s attention turned towards her after closing the door, moving over to the small table where his boss kept his bourbon and pouring himself a glass before moving to sit in the large, comfy chair in front of the desk. “I’m going to assume my boss is a regular.” He said before taking a drink. “And I’m going to assume that you always have that look when he’s fucking you.” Sometimes Finn could be forward, when he wanted to be. He licked over his lips after he took that drink, looking her over a moment. He’d never deny that he thought she was sexy, hell he thought it that night he was just insanely nervous over the fact that his friends would pay for a prostitute for him. Though he wasn’t sure how to feel about the fact that he’s clearly crossed swords with his boss since they’ve now fucked the same woman, his nose scrunched at the thought as he took another drink. “So how ya been?” An eyebrow rose as a slight smirk played over his lips a bit. He assumed she was doing well since his boss was probably paying her big bucks just to fuck her over a desk.
Carson inspected her nails as they talked. Because really she didn’t give a shit about what the hell went on in a Casion. She personally hated places like she was in now. People throwing cash away like that. Okay she had a tendency to spend lots of money on shoes. But after grown up dirt poor.. and living on the street she horded most of her money. She Looked up when she heard Cas tell… Finn.. that was his name.. to keep her company. Like she was some teenage girl that needed a baby sitter. She rolled her eyes as the older man left the room. She hopped up on the desk crossing her legs as she watched Finn pour him self a glass and then plop down in the chair in front of her. She just nodded at his first statement. Bringing her hands up she pulled her hair up in to a messy bun; using the small binder around her wrist. Carson chuckled at his words. “Most of the time.. usually I look a lot more bored,” she replied with a smirk as she leaned back a bit on her hands.
“I’ve been okay,” she shrugged as she licked her lips. “I can’t really complain.. works good which mean life is good,” she added with a little nod. She looked him over for a moment. He looked good cleaned up. Though she liked the slight dishevled look on him better. But this wasn’t bad either. “So you work security for Cas.. that seems like it would be a fun job.. the man is paranoid as fuck.” she spoke shaking her head lightly. It was an odd occurrence to run in to a client when she was with another. Usually things where organized a lot better then that. Then again it wasn’t like Nate knew who worked for who. And since she a assumed Finn was a still pretty new to town she could understand it. “Sorry you have to babysit me,” she added straightening up a bit in her spot. Really she kind of hoped what ever the hell was going on would last all night. She was still getting paid for being here. And if she got paid for just sitting in a room waiting on Cas she wasn’t going to be angry at all.
Hell On Heels | Finn & Carson
Finn watched the camera feed to the casino, eyeing one of the guys at the high rollers table. This man was deep in the game, winning all kinds of money for the third night in a row and his boss hadn’t been happy about it. He was glad Carlos had called him when he noticed him on the camera or Finn never would have noticed the guy during his sweep of the casino. Usually Finn didn’t care to deal with anything like this but since his boss had recently fired his second in command for being a lazy prick he decided to give Finn a raise for helping him with situations like these along with his safety and the rest of the hotel/casino. “He’s getting past the fifteen grand marker. You might wanna get Castillo.” Finn nodded as he rolled up the sleeves to his denim, form-fitting button up shirt, brushing off his dark pair of jeans as he stood up. “I guess so. See ya later.” He said as he grabbed his iPhone and slipped it into his pocket before leaving the room.
On the way to the elevator he spoke to some of the security that was moving around the casino downstairs to keep their eyes on the high roller and everything else until he came back. As he reached the elevator he pressed the top button and leaned back against the wall waiting. Tonight his buddies wanted to have another night on the town since he’d be off work for the next three days but honestly he’s been at work for ten hours already and he wanted nothing more than to go home and relax with a beer in front of the damn TV. Even when he was in the marines and stationed somewhere he partied with his buddies, partied in different cities, hell different countries but here they are still keeping up with it. He’s at the point in his life where he’s just getting tired of it and wanting to sit back and relax for a while.When the elevator stopped he stepped out and moved down the hall, looking around for his boss’ secretary but she must have been on break. Since he figured it would be okay he just knocked once and walked right into his office only to freeze on the spot at the sight in front of him. “Whoa! I’m sorry..shit.”
Carson secretly hated when she had the high up clients. Cause it was never a simple transaction. She had to play this arm candy part. But tonight she was with Castillo. He was a regular one of the only men she spent time with that actually knew more about her then Nate. Then again he was a wealthy man with lots of connections. She wasn’t surprised he had called her bluff the first time he took he out for dinner and drinks. But she didn’t feel as weirded out that he new her real name. It was more a security measure then a creeper thing. He wasn’t like the guys that figured out who she was ans sent her odd presents in the mail. Nope this was all about business. And tonight was no different. You see Cas was married. The women was nice.. Carson had met her a few times. Posing as some office assistant. But nice apparently didn’t keep your husband from banging twenty three year olds against the desk in his office. That was exactly where she found her self at the moment. Bent over his cherry oak desk. Her dress still one and hiked up around her wast; panties around her ankels.
There was no need for clothing removal for this; plus he always said “There is something about the look of a women in heels when you’re pounding in to her” Cas was a vulgar man. He also like to be call Papa.. which was weird but whatever. Her hands gripped at the edges of the desk as her body was rocked forwards by his thrust. “Fuck Babygirl..” was grunted from behind her and she just rolled her eyes because she hated fucking being called that. In true professionalism.. She let out a chorus of moans. Carson was the first to notice the door open. Lets face it she wasn’t really in this for the mind blowing sex. Her eyes moved to the person in the door her eyebrow raised when she recognized his face. It was kind of hard to forget the guy that made you cum three times with out even trying. She had to suppress the slight chuckle when he spoke. And she felt the movement behind her stop. Well it got her out of having to fake ‘the best orgasm of her life’ Cas also had an ego the size of Texas that had to be stroked often. “This better be fucking important,” was grumbled as Carson stood back up bending down she pulled her panties back in place. As Cas put him self back together next to her. “Don’t get too comfortable in those Sugar.. we’ll continue this in a moment,” the older man purred before slapping her as. Earning him a well placed squeal. “Looking forward to it Papa,” slipped off her lips almost to naturally. She leaned her body against the desk. Crossing her legs at the heels as she watched to the two men talk in hushed tones.
