I hate everyone. I really hate men, they were so..so ugh. Such idiots. They say women shouldnt be in charge because we let our feelings get in the way, we're to sensitive and enotional, that we only think with our hearts. Men only think with one organ and its not the one above their shoulders.

"Hello gentlemen, greet to see me again. I look stunning if i do say so myself" i smirk pushing my sunglasses up to my straightened hair that was put into a sleek ponytail.

"Agreed" they all admit simultaneously and i smiled at how trained i had them. My little guinea pigs. We were currently on the top floor of my club that had the control panel for all the lights cameras and other electric needs and a remote controle 2 way mirror that i had shut off before the men arrived. We sat at a long wooden table with me at the head of the table.

"Ok somebody better start giving me stats im a very busy woman" i huff and they begin scrambling through files infront of them calling out amounts of money i had in each account to amount of different weapons we had.

"The drug sales are short... By about 5k" scott, the 'manager' in charge of keeping up with the drug cartels. I sigh standing up slipping off my fur coat revealing a burgundy satin mid thigh length dress.

"Why?" I question unamused. I was a girl who liked nice things and even more so enjoyed looking at my bank account and seeing all those commas. Hearing about a shortage was dampening my mood.

"Well someone thinks its just a shortage this month but i know its not. We average about 10k a month so when i counted it the first time thats what it was but when i went to recount before comming here it was short" he says sternly. Scott never made a mistake when it came to money especially when it came to a percent of this money going into his pockets and feeding his children.

"We'll get to the bottom of this, the children have got to eat. Who was guarding the safe?" I ask but he shrugs while someone else pushes the schedule chart infront of me and i smirk at the dark skinned man. He was prepared and i was happy about that.

"It had to have happened between wednesday and this morning thats 36 hours of footage im sure we will find something or someone out of place" he says and i nod liking his quick thinking. There were very few people i allowed in my board room but those who i did were the fastest smartest and always prepared and this was why.

"Great meeting dismissed, when you guys hear or see anything let me know as soon as you do if not ill kill your whole family and frame you. Good night" i smile sinisterly before heading back to the club and making a bee line for the bar.

"The usual?" The bartender ask and i nod watching as he puts down 5 shot glasses on a silver tray filling them all with hennessy. Muttering a thanks as i take them all down back to back before a smoothie looking drink is placed infront of me, and i send the guy a look. "Its something that'll make you feel good and from the look on your face you need a pick me up" he smiles. Stairing at the pink juice and alcohol blend i send him a greatful smile and 500$.

Picking up the glass cup i smell it and it smells like strawberry cake...my favorite. When i look up i notice a pair of bright baby blue eyes stairing right into mine. I blink shaking my head and when i open my eyes my view is obstruct by dancing people. Sighing lightly i rub my temples, i was probably just imagining it anyway.

"Hey! You have a visitor in the private room" a man says with a crisp black and white suit on. The private room was like any typical private room in a club..used for sex and other related activities except my own private room, seperate from my workers, was used to give men their last lap dance before death. Of course they had no idea they were going to die that was the illusion of the lap dance, give them that false sense of security.

Chugging down half the drink i carelesly walk into the room and see the silhoutte of a man sitting with his hands perched on some long thing in guessing is a cane but the outline of his build suggested he was young. Probably just some arrogant jerk who thought because he had enough for my lap dance, yeah i made them pay, he was special. There were bright flashing lights that bounced all over the room that made it hard for them to see me and me to see them. Its honestly not like i care to theyd be dead in a few minutes. Turning up the volume on the speakers i smile when partition by beyonce is playing and walk over taking his cane from him pushing him back into the seat by his chest. The first step was to unarm them.

Bending over to spread his legs apart i shimmy down to my knees massaging his inner thighs before sliding up inbetween his legs rubbing my legs against his making sure theres no guns or knives hidden under his suit pants. Pressing a kiss against his smooth cold cheek i rub my hand down his chest popping all the buttons on his silk shirt. He has tattoos lots of them but i cant see because the strobe lights. He doesnt have any weapons on him which was weird the always have atleast a gun on them. Turning around so i was sitting in his lap i grinded my hips onto his while gripping his thighs which still seemed to get no reaction from him.

He was a tough one, nothing to tough for me of course. Turning around once more i push his shirt and jacket of leaving a small kiss on his shoulder which still gets no reaction. "Mmm more of a challenge?" I smirk against his ear which he leans away. I raise a eyebrow before straddling his hips grinding into him which i finally get a reaction to, his growing boner. He was probably a guy who liked it rough, or was into the whole bdsm thing. Reaching behind his head to run a hand through his extremely soft hair before roughly pulling lowering my lips to nip at his neck while simultaneously holding a knife to the other side. He pulls my hips roughly into him and growls. Like actually growls like a wild animal.

"Did-did you just growl at me?" I ask confused. That was a reaction i never got like ever not even in a fight. Well theres one person but...i only know one person who growls. "J?"i ask more calmly and he humms. The fuck was this bastard doing here?!

"Im not sure if i should be mad you do this with guys or turned on by how youre such a seductive little vixen" he rumbles his voice comming out husky as he runs his fingers up my thighs playing with the end of my dress that rode up tremendously.

"What are you doing here j, we made it very clear we were done with each other" i snap closing my knife back and tucking it back into my bra. I try to stand up but he tightly wraps an arm around me keeping me on his lap.

"Im here because someone stole 5k from me and the only one smart and brave enough to fuck me over is you" he says against my ear but he doesnt sound angry at all, He sounds very amused.

"Well youre out of luck joker, because somebody stole that from me too same exact amount." i shrug pushing myself off forcefully not liking the proximity and how my body was reacting. "If you want to talk, here and now isnt the place to do it. Dont ever come in my place of buisness with this again" i snap at him.

And thats how i ended up back in his warehouse turned home. I never thought id be here ever again, it was quiet and empty there were cans of soda and beer all over the kitchen a mess and a passed out henchmen on the floor. None of this shit happened when i was here! I watch as j takes a bottle of alcohol out the fridge and chugs it from the bottle before offering me some. I shake my head needing to be sober, and being here was sobering me up rather quickly.

"Why am i here? Last time we seen eachother you made it very clear you were only using me as part of your plan which i no longer fit in" i spit out still somewhat angry making him smirk.

"Technically last time you saw me you kissed me and not just no average kiss either, go out with a bang, huh?" He ask and i glare daggers at him. He ignores them walking into his office and i quickly follow stumbling a bit because of all the alcohol but stop when we get in. His office doesnt look like much of a office anymore but more like a college dorm. He has a king sized bed in here mini fridge microwave and on the other side was a desk that heald several laptops and shelves that heald different weapons.

Sitting in his office chair to look at his surveillance tapes i follow standing next to him when he pulls me into his lap to get a better view. Stairing at the screens of footage he had recorded i noticed it was similar to my set up. Shifting as i became hot and uncomfortable i realized jokers gun was poking me in the leg. Reaching inside his pants to move it he jerked slightly. "What-"

"J i dont want your gun i just want you to move it" i snap but he chuckles. Why was he chuckling i was being serious. But wouldnt i have found his gun when i searched him in the club?

"Thats not a gun" he says gruffly but i can hear the smirk in his voice. Realization dawns on me and i feel my heart stop. Why did i even reach in his pants in the first place?! I blame that on all the alcohol i consumed. Oh god my hand was still in his pants and wrapped around his rock hard member. Slowly sliding my hand out, why did i even put it this far down in his pants, i place my hands in my lap and try to focus on the videos when i feel jokers hand tracing patterns on my thighs. Swallowing as i feel the heat from his hands set my whole body on fire which turns into liquid heat in my core his other hand reaches up playing with my ponytail. I had no doubt in my mind that he didnt know what he was doing.

"Stop touching me, j" i try to speak but it comes out as just a whisper. He leans forward a bit and i close my eyes to avoid any eye contact.

"Ashton?" He ask his warm breath hitting my ear and i slowly open my eyes looking at his that were currently a dark blue. "Just wanted to make sure i wasnt the only one" he says but before i could ask what he was talking about his lips are on mine and its already different from every kiss we shared. He's going slow and he was definately controlling it. I feel him every where, his heat surrounding me, his hands caressing my body his scent clogging up my brain making it hard to think straight but i dont want to. He gently tugs on my bottom lip before sliding his tounge in my mouth. I cant help the smile as our tounges tangle together and he pulls me closer. I feel dizzy by his smell and high from his touch, the way his large hand graze and grip my body. Turning my body so im straddling his hips his mouth moves to my neck biting and then licking over the sting and i shivered. He was definately good at that.

"Mmm more of a challenge?" He mimicks from earlier and i giggle pulling him closer. Why was i giggling?! He made me act so...gushy and girly it was sick, but i liked it. He bit more roughly onto my neck and i couldnt help the moan that slipped through my lips nor the unexpected twitch from my pelvis. I could feel his smirk against my neck as he continued but i quickly pulled his lips to mine before he could make me moan once more. Running my hands through his hair and tugging made him grip my ass tighter as he pulled me closer by my neck. Every time we ever had a moment his hand always found its way to my throat and for some sick reason i craved it, that was Biting on his bottom lip as i tugged roughly on his hair he growled before standing up pushing stuff off the desk and sitting me on it. I tore off the shirt he had on but before i could admire he pushed me down so i was laying on my back.

"Bad...bad..girl" he breathes against my inner thigh leaving kisses inbetween every word before biting forcing a light moan out. "Oh you like bites more then kissing? How about licking?" He ask licking me through my underwear and my back arches slightly. I hear him let out a rough predatorial growl and im sooo ready for him.

"J if you dont stop teasing im leav-" i begin but he cuts me off with a harsh lust filled glare. If all his glares looked like this, id honestly have made him angrier more often. He looked like he wanted to do nothing but rip my clothes off and fuck me senseless. Just the look of want in his eyes was all the foreplay i needed.

"Tease you? Me...teasing you? Doll you pranced around my office with those tight skirts and short dresses," he begins while tugging at my dress for emphasis "always sitting or laying on my desk. Or how about when you wanted to cuddle every night with nothing but a thin tshirt pressing your whole body against mine? Or when youd bat your eyelashes and call me mistah j" he growls in my ear and i smirk looking up at him.

"I wont tease you no more mistah j" i smirk sliding off my dress slowly revealing the matching red lace set while keeping eye contact with him but his eyes keep flickering from mine to my body. Standing up i pull him closer by his belt loop but he quickly turns me around pulling my arms behind me and tying them with im sure his tie before pushing me so im bent over his desk.

"Oh isnt that sweet, doll?" He ask trailing a finger over my underwear and i groan in annoyance trying to undo my restraints. "See i know you like to dominate everything you do, problem is..so do i" he smirks tearing off my underwear before sliding a finger against my wet folds. "but you like being dominated dont you ashton, youre dripping" he breathes mumbling the last part more to himself rubbing his fingers around my clit and i moan. His fingers begin sliding in and out of me dragging out moans when he adds another finger while he rubs his thumb on my clit.

"J" i pant trying not to scream and stroke his ego even further but he uses his other hand squeezing my butt roughly and i cant help but moan.

"Yes baby?" He ask his voice gruff and my eyes rolls back as his fingers thrust faster and at the way the petname sounded. My thoughts were a jumbled mess and i couldnt even think of a word to get out all because of his fingers...i could only imagine what his-

"Fuck j" i scream closing my eyes tightly as his other hand comes down and pinches my clit while his fingers begin scissoring twisty motions.

"I will in a bit, no rush" he says and ive never heard him so serious about anything. He leans down to my ear trailing little kisses and a whimper escapes. "Fuck ashton youre so tight and warm and your dripping, you have me rock hard and pulsing. I cant wait to be inside of you pounding inside your tightness so hard until you see stars baby" he growls in my ear and i bite my lip ready for him to go through with his promise and i feel the signs of a orgasm building up as he talks. His fingers twist once more before moving in a 'come here' motion and i cant hold in the screams as my orgasm comes through but he doesnt pull his fingers out he keeps thrusting them but slowly and i feel like im floating on clouds.

Right as he pulls his fingers out my juices begin dripping but he hungrily licks them up to the source and glides his tounge against my folds nipping lightly and i let out a groan. The clown price of crime was giving me the best head i ever had his tounge worked like bestfriends with his fingers as he thrusted and licked and i was a mess. I could feel myself falling apart and he knew it too. He hummed against my clit and another orgasm snuck its way through making him groan. "You cum so easily it hasnt even been 10 minutes" he teases after he finishes but i cant reply because im trying to focus on seeing straight first.

Finally he took the tie of my arms and sat me up on his desk opening his mouth to speak but i pulled him to me kissing him roughly earning a groan from him. He spread my legs pulling me closer to him as he shoved his tounge in my mouth twirling it the same way he did in my core. As i wrapped my legs around his waist joker picked me up and carried me over to the bed never breaking the kiss until he layed us down. Forcefully shoving off his pants i was done with the foreplay and teasing, apparently so was he as he shoved off his pants and boxers. There was NO WAY in hell all of him was fiting in me, he was thick long and definately about to rearrange my guts. Hovering over me i could feel his dick poking me as he kneaded my breast biting and licking down between them and back up. His hand pushed down between us as he grabbed himself and rubbing his tip against my core making me whimper before he slid in. He froze. Joker never froze up he was to careless he never thought twice about anything he's ever done, what if he regretted it.

"Mistah j?" I ask slowly and nervously but he doesnt say anything...or move. "J?" I ask moving my hips and he growls before letting out a string of curse words. Nothing comming out of his mouth is making sense its random words and curses but hes growling it and it sounds strained like hes in pain he slides in an inch and i let out a gasp realizing how deep he was even though wasnt all the way in.

"Fuck youre so tight" he growls out and i almost laugh, that was his big problem?! Before any other words are said he begins thrusting slowly in and out of me deeply and its torturous.

"Faster" i moan and thats all the encouragement he needs because he speeds up and as a reaction to his speed he goes harder which send me into pure bliss. I wasnt ready to orgasm again just yet so i roll us over so im on top and take control. Squeezing my core as i slam all the way down a sluty scream bubbling out of my throat but his moans were louder every time i slammed down onto his member his hips rocked up to meet mine. He rolled us back over so that he was once again in control but this time his thrust was rougher, just the way i loved it. Bitting my lip in bliss as my nails clawed their way down his back and from the way he shut his eyes and growled i knew he was enjoying it. He loved the pain and thats how it went for the next few hours.

Hard rough and fast, after he made me cum for the 6th time i stopped counting mine but i couldnt wait for his. The way his growls and moans combined and increased to the roll of his hips right before he came, the dazed look he had in his eyes and the curse words that sounded like music to my ears, the way he groaned them became my favorite thing about him. Sex with joker wasnt teasing and toying with another like i though it would be...it was pure need, he was all about pleasing me. He wasnt the joker in the bedroom he was all man with one thing on his mind- making me cum more then he did.

After cumming one last time he rolled over on his back breathing heavily his dark blue eyes fluttering before he finally shut them pulling me over to cuddle into his chest. The smell of Sweat sex and fire filled my nostrils and i smiled wrapping my arm around his waist smirking. "I thought you didnt like to cuddle?" I ask and he lets out a chuckle.

"Only for you doll...