I cleared my throat before walking in,
and she turned and looked at me. The hurt in her eyes changed to annoyance, but I didn’t leave.
“I have to go, my boss is here. Yes
, see you tomorrow. Goodbye.” She hung up the phone and looked at me. “You need something?”
“You alright?”
“I’m fine.” She tried to walk past me and I grabbed her elbow. “For fuck sake, what can I do for you?”
“Ladies don’t speak like that. For your information, I just wanted to see if you were alright.”
“No.” She kicked the door shut. “You need to back off, understand me? I’m not interested in anything with you. You’re pushy, you’re…”
“Enough. I asked if you were alright
, that’s it Bekah. So again are you alright?”
“Fine, I’m fine. Goodnight.”
I didn’t stop her. I knew I shouldn’t.
~
We locked up the shop after I finished up with Ashley’s tattoo. Kat and Ricco had both left and Cyrus had stopped in.
“Boys, we’re going out tonight
.” I sat down and grabbed a beer.
“Sounds damn good.” Xavier
fixed his hair in the mirror.
“I can go for an hour tops
.” Cyrus was texting on his phone.
“Please don’t tell me you’re asking permission to go out
.” Xavier huffed.
Cyrus looked up at him
. “No permission necessary. Just letting her know where I’ll be. Common fucking courtesy, X. We don’t own one another.”
“Holy shit, you’re whipped
.”
“No
X, I like her. Love her, in fact. I want to know where she is at all times, too.”
I
laughed. “So that means George has people on her.”
Cyrus looked over at me
. “To keep her safe at all fucking times, what’s so fucking funny about that?”
“Nothing man, to each their own
, right?”
“Z, what the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“It means you’re whipped, pussy. Let’s roll.” Xavier walked out the back door.
~
We sat around the high-top in the corner of the busiest place on the shore. It was hopping, ass everywhere. Xavier was strumming on his leg and his head was bobbing. Fucker couldn’t sit still when he had a beat.
I looked over at Cyrus who was watching him
, too.
He leaned over
. “I give it three minutes max before he’s out there.”
“No shit. I missed his ass
.” He looked over at us and we both started moving our heads like he was and he laughed.
“You’re both going out there with me to tear this shit up.”
Jase walked in. “You little fuck, when did you get here?”
“Earlier, heard you got married. What the hell, couldn’t wait for me?”
“Fuck it’s good to see you
.” Jase held his face between his hands checking him out. “Don’t you fucking take off like that again.”
I loved seeing the change in him.
Daddy
Jase was deeper than I had ever known him to be. My niece Little Bell had definitely changed all of our lives, his especially. But Carly coming into his life had made everything better for him and I kind of loved her for that.
Bekah
The bar was quiet, too quiet. It would have felt like a date if I hadn’t dragged Tiff with me, but I did. I hope he didn’t get the wrong impression. I specifically mentioned I didn’t date and he specifically mentioned he was meeting friends out.
“Come to the bathroom with me
.” Tiff grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bar stool into the bathroom. “This is fucking lame.”
“Sorry, I really thought it was just like
, ‘hey lets go get a beer with friends’ kind of thing, not a date.”
“He’s really good looking, what’s your problem?” Tiff squatted
, leaving the door to the stall wide open.
She truly had no boundaries, it was actually laughable.
“He’s very good looking, I’m just not interested.”
She reached in and grabbed flushable wipes out of her bag and I
looked at her and rolled my eyes“What?”
“Nothing Tiff…”
“I plan to meet up with Drew sometime tonight, need to be fresh when he kisses my pretty.” Tiffany stood up. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”
~
We walked into the club and it was hopping. I was messed up and ready to dance, and I secretly hoped Justice wasn’t a dancer. He was real nice, real cool, and yes I’d seen his penis, and it wasn’t small I was just saying that to appease Zandor.
Zandor Steel, thank God he wasn’t here.
“Shots ladies?” Justice appeared with drinks.
“I shouldn’t…but I will
.” I sucked it down, and as soon as it hit my stomach I had to concentrate real hard on keeping it down. “Tequila.”
Tiffany let out a loud hoot
. “More, we need more!”
“No…”
It was too late, she was gone.
“Dance?”
“I shouldn’t, have to wait for Tiff…Tiff…any.”
Justice
laughed, he had a good laugh. “Someone’s gonna feel like shit in the morning. Come on, just one dance.”
I didn’t have time to respond
. I was being dragged out to the dance floor.
Justice was smiling as he danced and I was
, too. I was actually having a great time now. Probably had a lot to do with the tequila, and the fact that I hadn’t eaten all day, but I didn’t care. I was free from my own head…for now.
Tiffany came out with drinks
. “Yeah!”
“You drunk?” Tiff
elbowed me.
“Hell yeah!”
Justice, Tiff, and I were all dancing and having a good time when
Timber
by Pitbull and Kesha started.
“Oh boy
.” I looked at Tiff who smiled brightly.
Her arms moved up her sides and her hips swayed to the beat
. “Come on girl!”
So I did. Arms high above my head
, I swayed to the beat right alongside her.
“Justice
.” she grabbed his hands and he found his beat, too.
I turned in a slow circle putting my back to him
. I looked back and he was smirking. I faced my palms back and his hands met mine. He moved closer and we danced.
I looked back at Tiff and nodded behind me. She stood to his side and placed her hand on his chest. One hand left me and he rested his arm around her shoulder. The three of us
were lost in the dance and drink having a good time.
Maroon fives
One More Night
was playing and the dance floor was packed. I felt someone bump me and I opened my eyes.
He turned around
. “Sorry about-- Hey there Kitten.”
I was
loaded and just smiled and kept dancing. I turned from him and was face to face with Justice when I felt hands on my hips and was pulled back forcefully against something large and hard. Him, of course it was him.
“You ignoring me?” he whispered into my ear as his hands gripped my hips tighter.
I looked over my shoulder and smiled and shook my head
no
. I was not going to say a damn word.
H
is hand ran slowly up my side. I lifted my arms high in the air. He took my hand and put it behind his neck. He moved me closer to him as we danced.
His skin was so hot. I felt my fingers moving up and into his silky hair and he groaned in my ear. He was so sexy, so damn bad for me but right now
. Tequila drunk and lost in Adam’s voice, I couldn’t care less.
I opened my eyes when the music changed. Justice was dancing with some girl and Tiffany was smiling as she danced with a very happy, very hot
, Xavier Steel.
“You look sensational
, Kitten,” he whispered.
I smiled over my shoulder
. “Hmm…”
He pulled me tighter against him and I leaned in. He turned me to face him
. “Nothing to say?”
I love your eyes, I love the way you move, and right now I want you
. I swear all humor, all sarcasm, all the expressions I was used to seeing on Zandor Steel left his face. He was gonna kill my diet, right here, right now, on this dance floor. My mouth was dry and everything in the room was spinning.
He leaned down and cleared his throat
. “You okay?”
I closed my eyes trying to gather my wits, clear my head, make the room stop spinning. I felt his arms wrap around me and he slowly moved us off the dance floor.
I opened my eyes when I felt him lift me and sit me down.
He was studying me carefully
. “You need something to drink?”
I felt my stomach turn and I swear I was ready to hurl when he grabbed my ear and started rubbing the top.
“This will make you feel better. It’s a pressure point…” I nodded and closed my eyes.
He pulled my head against his chest and I rested it against him
. “She eat before she came out?”
I heard Tiffany
. “Nope, she’s on a diet.”
“That’s fucking stupid. You can’t drink like that and not eat! Hey, you got pretzels behind the bar?”
I heard a woman’s voice. “Zandor Steel, when did you get back in town?”
“Couple weeks ago
. Do you have pretzels?”
“Anything for you
, big guy.”
I pulled my head back and looked up and rolled my eyes.
“Open up, Kitten.” He held up a pretzel.
I shook my head
no
and he smirked, “When I saw you dancing earlier I had all intentions of feeding you steak tonight, but you don’t look like you’re in any shape for that now do you?”
“Friends,” was all I could say for myself.
“Eat
friend,
” he smiled and rubbed the pretzel stick against my lip and I opened my eyes and mouth as I looked up. “Kitten…take a damn bite.”
I did as I was asked. After a few bites and a gigantic glass of water
, I felt a little better.
I sat back and looked around. All eyes on me and it made me feel like a complete dip shit.
I looked for Tiffany.
“Feeling
better?” She asked.
I smiled and took the water from the bar and took a drink
. “Much.” I looked up at Zandor, “Thanks.”
“We’re gonna jet
.” Cyrus gave Xavier a hug and so did the other one. Must have been the other brother who might I just say was just as hot.
Zandor leaned down and whispered
. “That’s my other brother.”
I nodded and he held out the bag of pretzels
. “Eat…”
I started to shake my head
.
“Now!”
I sat back and he held another up. I tried not to smile as I reached for it. He shook his head from side to side slowly and I opened my mouth. His thumb stroked my lip and I closed my mouth around it.
His eyes narrowed and jaw clenched, desire flooded his eyes and I pulled away slowly. I want steak. And he wanted me.
“You’re playing with me now, aren’t you?”
I smiled and batted my eyes purposely and he closed his.
“Is that him?” I heard a man’s angry voice boom in my ear.
Zandor looked over his shoulder and then back at me. His eyebrow cocked and he tried hard not to
smile.
“You Zandor Steel?”
He turned and looked at the guy, “I am. And you are?”
“Tosha’s fucking boyfriend
, asshole!”
“Oh hey
, Tosha, your boyfriend’s name is asshole?” Zandor snickered.
Oh shit
. I looked around and saw Xavier step closer to Zandor and Tiffany sat next to me.
“You fucked my girl?”
“Well how would you like me to answer that Tosha?”
“You don’t fucking talk to her man, I’m here! Answer the fucking question
, asshole.”
“Maybe you should watch how you speak to me. Maybe you should watch your mouth in front of these ladies.”
“FUCK YOU! Did you fuck my girl?”
“Yes, and I fucked your mother
, too.”
Oh no he didn’t just play the Mom card.
“Excuse me?”
“Well technically not her, but her mouth.”
The man lunged toward Zandor, and Xavier stood between them. His friends grabbed him and pulled him back.
Xavier turned around and said something to Zandor
, and they both looked wildly amused.
The guy was being pulled away and Zandor sat in the
now-vacant seat next to me.
He was eyeballing
Tosha’s boyfriend.
“You should leave,” I whispered.
“No, he can, he’s the one with the problem.” His eyes never left the group of men. “It was almost two years ago, he should get a fucking grip.”
“Well maybe you shouldn’t have said that about his Mom
.”
Zandor smiled
. “No I shouldn’t have.”
He watched the guy being pulled out the front door and then sat back
, relaxed.
Xavier was
laughing when I looked over at him. “You’re an ass Zandor.”
“Yeah I know
.”
“The Momma cracks are never a good idea,” Tiffany
offered up some drunken advice.
“Especially when you actually fucked his Momma’s mouth,”
Xavier loudly.
I looked at Zandor in shock, “I didn’t know it was actually his mom.”
His face actually turned a little pink and I smiled and so did he.
“Dance with me
, Kitten?”
“No
t a good idea…”
He pulled me behind him through the crowd and stopped and turned toward me, “Like this song?”
I wasn’t even paying attention. One Republic’s
Counting Stars,
“Yeah.”
He was looking at me with those light sand brown eyes and I was melting. He smiled a little sexy half smile as he let go of my hand. He stepped back and looked at me. He started at my feet and agonizingly slowly he made his way up my body. Normally this would have made me insecure as hell but it didn’t. It made me burn, ache, and want. He finally made it to my eyes and he reached up and put his hands on my hips and pulled me into him. I closed my eyes and he began to move our bodies to the beat of the music.
I couldn’t touch him. I knew if I did I would lose what little control I had. He smelled like heaven, manly, clean, and hot—so hot. I felt his hands move from my hips slowly to my lower back. Each inch he touched made me burn even more. His touch became more possessive, as he positioned me how he wanted me to move. His leg was now between mine and his hands splayed across my ass. I wasn’t sure if he started it or if I did but we were so tight against each other I could feel him against me. The burn became intense and his breaths became more shallow. I felt him breathe me in.
“Damn
Kitten you smell so fucking hot.”
He stepped back away and I moaned, “That’s it girl.” His knee rubbed against me harder and I moved against it.
“You better reach up here and hold on before you cum.” I shook my head no, “Bekah I’m telling you to hang on.”
I didn’t want to move I wanted this, right here. I was so primed and ready when he loosened his grip and moved away thrusting me back. I was shocked and reached to grab him. He pulled me hard against him and grabbed behind my upper thigh raising it slightly as his other hand grabbed my ass and held me securely against him as he rocked slowly to the beat of the music.
My head was buried in his neck and his in mine.
“I want you to cum
Kitten,” he pushed into me harder and I lost it.