SUGAR - Chapter 17: Chapter 17

After the party ended a few people our age decided to stick around so we gathered by the pool to talk, drink what was left of the champagne, and get to know each other. The guys all huddled on one side and the girls on the other. I let DJ out and he ran back and forth between us and Drew after being in his kennel most of the night.
"Can I talk to you privately for a second?" Natalie leaned over and asked.
"Sure, yeah," I replied grabbing my glass and moving to a separate area while Slim kept a close watch on us.
"I wanted to apologize for earlier. I didn't know he did that on purpose," Natalie apologized.
"Oh, no, it didn't bother me. Just caught me off guard obviously. I'm not upset with you."
"I asked to get away because I know a lot of people at this party and I felt a little uncomfortable."
"Oh, girl same. My dad's colleagues and associates love to talk to John Powell's only child for whatever reason," I laughed.
"No, I don't think you understand. Slim paid me to be here with him. I'm an escort," she said bashfully. "A lot of men that were here have paid me to go places and do things with them."
"Was my father one of those people?" I raised my eyebrow at her.
"Oh, no, of course not. He adores your mother. Some of the other girls have tried to offer their services but he's turned them all down. You have nothing to worry about."
"Then you get no judgment from me," I said clinking my glass with hers. "We're good. It stays between us."
I offered her a hug to comfort her and we walked back over to the girls still under Slim's gaze. Eventually the groups merged together as we made plans for where we would be going to party that night.
"Encore was so much fun last night and the section would be big enough for all of us. I'll call and make the arrangements," I said, stepping away from the group to go inside. My dad was still downstairs eating cake leftover from the party.
"Good evening, DA John Powell," I giggled as I hugged him again, wiping frosting out of his beard.
"Hey, baby girl. Did you enjoy the party? I know you get overwhelmed and I didn't see you for a while throughout the night."
"I did, I just took a breather to take DJ to potty. It wasn't too crowded. Almost like a frat party just very formal and no fighting," I laughed.
"Heading out again tonight?" he asked motioning to the crowd of 20-somethings outside.
"Yes, that way you and Mom can have some privacy and dance in the den like you used to do when I was little."
"My baby girl's all grown up," he smiled. "What's the deal with the tall guy out there?"
"Daddy, I'm 5'5 on a great day. They're all tall."
"The one with dreads," he clarified in a serious tone. "He's not one of mine."
"He's from back in Houston. He's Tim's cousin. Something wrong?"
"I don't trust him. He's just like the cats I used to run with before I met your mom and turned my life around."
My dad had a dark past that my parents never talked about and I was smart enough to never question but I knew to trust John Powell's intuition.
"I don't really know much about him. Just that his name is Devon but he goes by Slim."
"That's all the information I need," he said confidently, taking another bite of cake before placing the plate and fork in the sink. "I'll look into him but if he gives you any problems you let me know, okay?"
"Yes sir," I responded seriously.
Without saying another word, he kissed me on the forehead before heading to his office, probably to smoke a cigar to celebrate in solitude. I called Encore and made the arrangements for everyone before heading back out to the pool.
Later that night ...
My dad ordered a limousine for us for the night to take us into the city as we laughed, danced, and drank on the way to Encore. We cut the line and headed inside to our section per usual and began partying. As I was dancing with the girls, Drew grabbed my hand and asked me to follow him. He led me to the single bathroom, sliding something to security on the way in.
"What's gotten into you?" I laughed between kisses as he loosened his tie.
"I need you. Right here, right now," he said breathlessly as he gently pushed me against the wall.
We continued kissing as he lifted my dress and placed his hand between my thighs, massaging my clit before inserting 2 fingers inside my wet opening. I moaned as he kissed my neck, picking me up to place me on the bathroom sink before aggressively tearing my panties off of me.
"Wait, hold up, are you okay?" I asked grabbing both sides of his face to look in his eyes. His pupils were dilated. "Drew, are you high?"
"Kaitlyn had X by the pool so I took one," he said nonchalantly.
"Drew you hate drugs," I said as he continued kissing my neck then kissing me to shut me up.
He spread my legs before sliding inside of me, making me grab both sides of the sink for balance. He pumped in and out of me, wrapping his hand around my throat and squeezing so hard I could barely breathe.
"Drew, wait, this is uncomfortable," I complained.
He pulled me down off the sink, turning me around and bending me over before entering me from behind. I grabbed the sides of the sink, moaning as he grabbed a handful of my hair. He kept my face pushed down, stroking in and out of me until he quickly came. I pulled my dress down and stood on the other side of the bathroom, uncomfortably watching him gather himself.
"What? What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I lied. "You ready to go back out there?"
We left the bathroom and went back to the section and it seemed as if a total transformation happened. Drew was enjoying himself dancing and taking shots in the section but I couldn't help but feel dirty after what just happened in the bathroom. I sat down and poured myself a drink as I watched everyone around me.
"You okay?" Slim asked me, sitting next to me when Drew wasn't paying attention.
"I've never seen him like this before. I'm glad he's out of his shell though," I chuckled.
"Yeah, that's that Molly. I would've fucked you better than he just did," he laughed, taking a sip of water.
"Who said we had sex?" I asked, sipping my drink.
"I'm not stupid, Jordyn."
"I really don't think this is any of your business, Devon," I said looking straight ahead.
"I'm not worried about you and him, I'm worried about me and you. What changed between us?"
"I guess we weren't on the same page."
"I'm not the hold up anymore. Come and see me when you get back. I'll make it worth your while."
"There's nothing you can do to-"
"I'll pay the rest of your tuition," he cut me off. My head snapped in his direction.
"That got your attention," he smirked, looking straight ahead.
"What's the catch?"
"So you're interested."
"Answer the question."
"There is no catch. Just let me give you what you've been wanting since you met me."
"So you think because you bought Natalie you can buy me too?"
"You're a stripper paying for school out of pocket because you don't want to disappoint your parents. You can definitely be bought," he chuckled.
I stood up and threw my drink at him.
"Fuck you," I said before storming off. I walked out of the club, calling my driver to take me back home when I received a text from an unsaved 281 number.
Big mistake, Sapphire