Clubrooms Diary

Chapter 15: Boundaries

LISA

May 9th 2018

I stand outside the club trying to muster up the courage to confront Chad! I left the club planning to

never return. But reality hit me and I have bills I need to pay. I have plans to travel the country and I'm

not gonna let Chad fucking ruin it for me.

I straighten my back and raise my head holding it high. I pull the door back and walk inside. The

moment the door closes behind me, someone collides into me with enough force to send me falling

towards the ground with a slight thud to the side of my head.

I sit up to see Chad on the ground next to me.

"Jeez Chad!" I groan as I rub my head.

He props himself up onto his elbows and his eyes look me up and down. He scowls noticing my

change of clothes. I was pissed when I got home, I quickly changed out of the attire I had on and got

into something more comfortable. It wasn't until after I took a shot or two of Sambuca, I noticed the

green led light flashing on my phone. I unlocked my screen and saw it was a missed call from Chad. I

press play.

"Look, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you. I know I'm an ass and I can't help it. Just come back so I can

apologise." I hear him sigh just before he hung up.

Thinking it would be interesting to hear what he had to say I picked up my car keys and made the ten-

minute drive back. Only to be knocked over and repulsed by the sight of Chad all over again.

My eyes nearly pop out of their sockets as I watch Maddie grab him by the collar of his top and

punches him in the nose, chuckling. Blood leaks from his nostrils and he wipes it with the back of his

hand. Maddie saunters off back towards her room and Chad lays there watching the sway of her hips.

My eyes run down his body and they land on his erection.

"Fucking sicko," I mutter.

It twitches and I look up meeting Chads eyes. He wriggles his brows and smiles.

"Gross," I gasped.

His teeth were covered in blood and it made my stomach churn. I stood up and headed straight

towards the bar. I picked up a cloth wetting it and taking it back to him. Not that he deserves an inkling

of my kindness.

"Here." I shove the dampened cloth in his face.

"Naaaawww, you do care." He sarcastically says pouting.

I throw the cloth at his face and walk away.

"Fucking moron," I mutter.

"Lisa." He says. His hands wrap around my waist from behind stilling me.

I step out of his unwelcomed touch putting some distance between us. I turn to face him, despite the

fact he makes me wanna puke. "What is it Chad?" I ask irritated.

"What I said earlier in the bar... I'm sorry." He says sounding sincere.

"Can we chat in my office for a minute or two?" He uses the cloth I threw at him to finish wiping his

nose.

My eyes look past him, down the hallway towards the back entrance. I chew on the side of my cheek Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

drawing blood. "No more games?" I ask crossing my arms scowling at him.

"I can't promise you that." He smirks.

I turn to walk away. "Okay, okay." He quickly says running in front of me.

"Two minutes." I agree and motion towards his office.

He links our arms together and starts to drag me along with him.

We get it to his office and he quickly ushers me inside closing the door behind him. I walk to the front of

his desk and take a seat.

"You changed?" He says as he sits behind his desk noticing my change of outfit.

"You haven't?" I arch a brow.

He chuckles. " Fiesty."

"Annoying," I say bitterly.

"We can't all be perfect like you Lisa." Leans forward resting his elbows on the desk.

"Never said I was." I lean back in my chair and prop my feet up on his desk.

"Hmmm." He reaches forward and roughly slides my feet off the desk.

They hit the ground with a slight thud. I sit up in my chair. "What do you wanna talk about Chad?"

"I was an ass earlier, and I'm sorry." He looks at me sternly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"What about every other time?" I exclaimed.

"Ah... Care to elaborate?" He looks at me puzzled.

Seriously!

"I'm not in the mood for your bullshit." I stand from my chair.

Feeling annoyed with myself that I even considered giving him the time of day.

"Sit Lisa." He commands.

And for the life of me, I find myself obeying him. I close my eyes counting to ten trying to calm my

nerves. When I reopen them they land on his. The most annoying poo brown eyes that will forever

haunt me in my sleep. A slight shiver runs up my back and the room suddenly feels smaller.

"Come give me a kiss." He leans forward puckering his lips, making sure to moisten them with his

salvia coated tongue.

I lean in towards him. Fanning my breath over his face. "Not in this lifetime Chad!" I twitter.

His eyes open with shock. "No?" He stands getting to his full height.

I cross my leg over the other and tap my nails against the wooden armrest.

"That's right. No!" I challenge him.

" What's the matter, Lisa darling? Too much man for you to handle?" He gropes himself giving it a little

jiggle.

" Yes." I get up from my chair and stand toe to toe with him. "Not enough woman for my liking," I smirk

at him.

His eyes narrow. "You're a fucking dyke?" He says offensively.

"Dyke, lesbian, carpet muncher, snatch box licker... The list is endless but they all mean the same. So,

yes." I proudly say.

"Shit didn't see that one coming."

"And now you know. So you can stop asking me to kiss you. It's repulsive." I shudder.

"But, I love kissing your luscious lips." He suddenly reaches out and pulls me up against him.

I place my hands on his chest and try to push back. Boundaries you sick son of a bitch." I say

struggling to break free from him.

"Do you feel that?" He says grounding his cock into me. " It's all for you." He whispers in my ear.

"Let me go Chad!" Fear starts to seep into me.

There's a knock at the door.

"What!" Chad calls out.

"It's me, Rach. Open up you arsehole." A female replies sounding pissed off.

"Fuck!" Chad let's go of me and stalks towards the door.

He yanks it open and my eyes land the first pussy I had ever eaten out. My mouth suddenly goes dry

and desire pools in the pit of my stomach remembering her gorgeous body shuddering from the

orgasm I had gifted her seventeen long year's ago.

She pushes past Chad yelling at him about the shit he still hasn't picked up since they broke up seven

weeks.

"I want it gone Chad. You're a fucking dog and I'm sick of being reminded about you every time I walk

into the room."

She looks forward and her eyes land on mine. She stumbles forward, after tripping over the corner of

the rug in her heels. I quickly reach out and catch her, my hands landing on her hips as my fingers

pressed into her heated skin.

"Lisa?" A wide smile covers her face.

"Hi." I smile back at her, desire lining my words.

"You look good enough to eat," I whisper low enough so Chad couldn't hear.

"And you're face looks good enough to ride." Lust fills her eyes.

It takes everything in me not to kiss her where we stand.

"Room 3B if you wanna put your theory to the test," I say huskily.

I let her go and walk out of Chad's office with a smile on my face and my pussy throbbing with need.