Greed God chapter 15

January 6th 2016 Ace of Clubs 10:00 PM EDT

Barbie  was waiting for me outside the club when I pulled up. She'd changed,  which wasn't a surprise because I'd pounded her into a drooling mess  against a tree and her dress was probably destroyed. Her new clothes  were a purple velvet dress, shorter than the last even, with a black  thong occasionally peeking out from under it and no bra. She'd brushed  her hair and reapplied her makeup, and she was glowing with post fuck  euphoria. She looked good enough to eat.

She  smirked a bit when she saw me looking her over, and after giving the  keys to my towncar to the valet I strolled over to join her off to the  side of the entrance to the Ace of Clubs. When I got close she reached  up to adjust my tie so she could murmur to me quietly. "Ok, so here's  how this goes. My friends don't know about my...stress relief. I doubt  they would care but some of them know other friends who would and I  don't want the hassle. So you're going to be my boyfriend tonight. Just  please try to be charming. I know you can if you want to."

I  grinned down at her. "I think we established you aren't in charge. If  you're asking for a favor I might consider it, but what makes you think  you can just tell me to behave and I'll do it." Honestly I wasn't  against the idea. Barbie was a fuck I wasn't going to let go of. Between  that pussy and her magic mouth I was fucking hooked, and if I had to  play friendly boyfriend to get that screaming hellcat on my cock again I  would do it. That said, she didn't know that, and I wanted to get  something out of this.

She  smiled up at me sweetly. "Because if you can get through tonight  without being your usual condescending frat boy self, after we say  goodbye to my friends I'll let you take me in the alley behind this club  and stuff your huge cock up my virgin asshole." My mouth went dry.  I...I really wanted that. Her ass was so cute and bubbly and bouncy. I  want to see those smooth little cheeks swallow my cock. I wanted to make  bitchy little Barbie with the bad attitude walk with a hitch in giddyup  for a week.

She  saw the look and waggled her eyebrows at me. "See. You're playing the  boyfriend already. Relationships are give and take. You give me a nice  night and I'll take you balls deep in my asshole." She patted my face  lightly and turned, walking confidently away, strutting that sweet  little ass as if to remind me that I still had one last hole of hers  that needed stuffing. I exhaled. Ok, I could admit when I was going to  cave. That had been well played. But hey, is it really losing if the  payment is that sweet?

I  followed my temporary....girlfriend, into the club. Gods that was weird  to say. I didn't have girlfriends. I had fuck buddies, sluts, friends  with benefits, groupies, and the occasional blowjob bitch, but I didn't  date. Still, I was a damn good actor. I could play the part of a loving  boyfriend. I was going to be the most polite, charming, engaging fake  boyfriend possible. Mostly because every second I spent pretending to be  a sweet caring boyfriend would make the raw ecstasy of buttfucking  Barbie in a nightclub alley that much dirtier and more exciting.

I  followed that bouncing booty to a table where Barbie squealed excitedly  and wrapped a woman in a hug. A woman that seemed incredibly familiar  to me for some reason...holy shit. I blinked. That was Mal's  girlfriend...and that was Mal. My soon to be minion was gaping at me in  shock and I gave him a cheerful wave as we walked up. The rest of the  table was full of people I didn't know. A tall muscled girl with a Greek  skin tone and very nice legs, a pale dark haired beauty with blue eyes  who I could swear I'd seen before, and a pretty black girl with boyishly  short hair and a friendly smile.

I  held out a hand to Mal, not sure how he wanted to play this given his  whole underground cage fight thing, but since he'd already let the cat  out of the bag with his staring, so acting like we just happened to know  each other was out best bet. "Mal! Hey buddy! How are you, it's been a  while!" I specifically didn't mention where or how we'd met, figuring  I'd let him  decide how to spin it. His girlfriend, Karen, seemed  surprised we knew each other. I'd seen the little mocha skinned cutie on  his phone but in person she was even sexier. Girl was in shape, Mal was  a lucky man.

Actually  all the girls here were in shape, and as I took in that information I  also finally recognized the black haired girl with the blue eyes.  Zatanna. I'd never seen her up close really, the news always had her at a  distance but she had fat ass second only to Whisper in it's bouncy  jiggly glory, and once I cam around the side of the table the sight of  it instantly tipped me off. I didn't stare of course, but with my brain  and memory I didn't need to, those cheeks were stored in my spank bank  for life now.

Mal  looked flustered but he managed a smile. "Hey Nick, good to see you  too. Yeah it's been a few weeks. Haven't had much time for the gym at  our usual time." I blinked internally, my face not showing any of the  surprise and respect. That was an excellent alibi. I was ripped to  shreds from a combination of my normal athletics and the recent  augmentation, so I definitely looked like I worked out. Mal in turn was a  beast of a man even more jacked than I was, no way that shit was from  watching Netflix.

Karen  gave me a friendly smile. "Oh, you're Nick! Mal's told me so much about  you!" He hadn't, which was obvious, but it was nice of her to try to  make me feel included, and I took her hand with a firm shake. She had a  pretty strong grip for such a tiny girl. "So you're here with Barb huh?  Small world. How do you two know each other?" She gave Barbie a teasing  smirk, making it clear that she had a pretty good guess, but she wanted  to make my fuck buddy spill the story herself.

Barbie  rolled her eyes. "This is my new boyfriend. Nicky, this is Karen and  Mal, as you heard. Donna, our very own princess, she's from Themyscira.  Raquel, or Rocky for short, she's in college like me." She gestured to  the last girl, the one I had been paying attention to without paying  attention to. "And this is Zatanna, or Zee. Yes she's THAT Zatanna. Our  very own local celebrity." She gave a slightly bitter smile. "Always  driving the boys crazy, but she makes time for us little people know and  then. We met Donna through her."

Zatanna  looked extremely uncomfortable with Barbie introducing her, but still  gave me a polite smile and extended a hand for me to shake. I debated  flirting, but Barbie obviously had issues with Zee as she called her,  and I could always arrange a meeting later if need be. For now I just  shook perfunctorily and gave her a nod. "Hi there, I'm Nick, Barbie has  told me so much about you." I saw Rocky literally snort rum out her nose  as she heard my pet name for my fake girlfriend, who glared at me  venomously.

I  tried to remember if I'd ever called her that out loud, I thought I  had, but if so it was during verbal sparring anyway and clearly she  didn't think that counted. I winced and shot her an apologetic look, she  just rolled her eyes. She glared at Rocky. "I would appreciate it if no  one spread the pet name my boyfriend calls me to any outside ears." She  narrowed her eyes dangerously. "I think all of you know how good I am  at digging up dirt on people. It would be a shame if your secrets got  out after you leaked mine."

Rocky  put up her hands in surrender, her lips still twisted in a smirk. "Hey,  what happens at the club stays at the club. I'll be a Doll and keep  your secret...Barbie." She burst into giggles again, setting off the  rest of the people at the table as my redhead seethed in rage. Still,  they had agreed not to spread it around so she just dealt with the  teasing. Rocky shook her head. "Anyway Artemis and Wally couldn't make  it, but we do have one more coming, one of our older friends decided she  needed to destress, she'll be here soon."

Barbie  looked surprised at that. "Wow. That's unexpected, but still the more  the merrier. I'm not shocked about Artemis though, she's been all sorts  of busy lately with her blissful basically married life. The two of them  are still sickeningly sweet even after all these years. It's crazy to  imagine how at each others throats everyone says they were in the  beginning." She waved a hand, calling over a server and murmuring a  drink order to her before the two of us crowded in to stand around the  table.

I was  still shocked Barbie knew Zatanna, but maybe I shouldn't have been. With  how huge the League was nowadays they were bound to get around, and  Metropolis and Gotham were some of the main hubs for super crime, so it  made sense they would be nearby on occasion. Finding out Donna was a  princess of Themyscara was...interesting. The olive skinned beauty had a  toned, muscled body that I was pretty sure could take quite a bit more  fucking than even Barbie's surprisingly durable frame. I made a mental  note to try to get some numbers tonight.

Once  our drinks arrived we chatted for a while, just enjoying each others  company. I made an effort to stick to my role, doing my best to be  charming and sweet to Barbie when I could. I kept and arm around her,  and I had to admit it felt nice to have her snuggled up to me. This  boyfriend thing wasn't so bad. Granted I spent half the time I was  talking to them imagining the various toned women at the table bouncing  on my cock, but still, I was good on the outside, which was all she  wanted.

I  also found to my surprise that I actually liked everyone. Donna was  uptight but also very upfront, which I found refreshing, Mal and Karen  were sweet as punch, and I was glad to see my minion had fixed things  with his lady, probably with the money I'd given him. Rocky was a little  firecracker and if I hadn't been there with Barbie I was pretty  positive I could have fucked her tonight. She had a nice perky pair of  tits and she looked like a fun lay. Zee was the most distant, seeming to  be sensitive to doing something to make Barbie angry, she looked almost  scared to interact with me.

We  were interrupted though when Rocky got a text and she grinned down at  her phone. "Oh sweet! She's here." She looked around, clearly trying her  best to locate someone. She finally stopped on a corner of the dance  floor, her eyes lighting up. She waved her hand at the newcomer, who I  couldn't actually see through the crowd. "Hey! Over here! You're just in  time, Barb-" She broke off at the redheads glare. "Barbara was just  introducing us to her boyfriend. This is Nick." I turned to smile at the  newcomer and offer my hand but when I did I froze. Dinah was standing  there staring at me cooly, and she didn't really look pleased.