Uncontrollable (14 page)

 “Josh?” Parker goes on.

 He nods. “Courtney will try anything,” he says
with a satisfied grin on his lips.

“Oh really?” Parker asks intrigued. “What all is
she willing to try? Be specific.”

 Josh just laughs as he shakes his head. “I’m not
telling you shit, Parker.”

I can’t help but ask, “What about bondage?” I know,
in that department, Angel and I are pretty soft. I’ve been looking on the
internet and there are people out there who are much more hardcore than we are.

Everyone turns and stares at me and Josh laughs.
“No. Tried it, she’s not into that. Which is fine. I’m not into it either. I
don’t mind letting her take control of the situation.”

I lift my drink to my lips and smile behind it. My
eyes look over to the dance floor and find Angel once again. I never thought I
would be into that type of thing either.

 Anyone who has ever known me, knows that I have to
have control in everything I do. Since she walked into my life, she’s taken all
my control. All my power went out the fucking window. But she has a way of her
own that allows me that control back. She trusts me with her most precious
gift; her body. It allows me to have that control back anytime I need it, or
just fucking want it.

Which is all the time.

 “I don’t mind a little anal play on myself,”
Parker says with confidence.

I slam my drink down on the table. “Fuck, Parker,”
I say closing my eyes trying to erase what he just said.
He has to be
joking.

 “What the fuck, man?” Josh says shaking his head.

 “What?” Parker asks with a serious face. “It’s
quite stimulating.”

 Micah shakes his head quickly with his hands over
his eyes. He’s laughing so hard he has tears running down his face.

 Parker looks at Tate and pleads, “Help me out.”

 Tate snorts trying to hold in his laughter.
“You’re on your own, Parker. I’m with Holly on this one. Nothing is going near
my ass.” That statement just makes Micah laugh even harder.

 “But…” Parker says like he’s trying to think of a
good reason why he likes anal play. “The prostate…”

 I burst out laughing. “Keep telling yourself that,
Parker,” I say picking my drink back up as he starts to fill us in on his
prostate.

CHAPTER SEVEN

I fan myself as I finish off
my drink by the dance floor with the girls. Each movement makes me very aware
of the throbbing between my legs. I was trying to tease him and, in the
process, made myself wet with desire. When I mentioned me on my knees, I literally
wanted to drop to my knees right then.

I want him.

My body needs him.

The way he touches me, and the way I feel when my
body is against his is unexplainable. I no longer know how I ever lived without
him.

I smile to myself as I place my now empty drink on
a table. He has had me turned on so many times, it won’t hurt him to be hard
for now.

 I brought our handcuffs with us. I’m going to use
them on him, see what he thinks of them. I’ll have him begging me for once.
He’s taught me several things in life, in and out of the bedroom. One of those
things is that whoever holds the key has the power. Well, I have the lock and
the keys in my bag. I laugh out loud.

 “What’s so funny, Sam?” Holly asks.

“Just thinking.” I smile as I bite on my bottom
lip.

 “Oh no. I know that naughty smile,” Courtney says
with a smile. “She’s drunk and horny.”

 I smile wider. “Come on, let’s go dance.”

 We make our way to the dance floor and start to
dance as we let the beat of the music take over our bodies. I close my eyes and
imagine what tonight will be like. Him in front of me, helpless. I can do
whatever I want to him, or myself, for that matter. All he will be able to do
is watch. And I know that it will drive him fucking crazy.

 I open my eyes and realize I’m facing away from
the girls. I turn around and spot Slade on the other end of the club still
sitting with the guys at the table. Even with all the neon lights I can still
see him clearly. He’s relaxed back in his chair. One hand sitting on his thigh
as it holds a beer. The other hand resting on the table. I see Parker’s hands
flying all over the place and the others laughing at him about something he’s
saying. But he’s not. His eyes are on me. His face expressionless, but I see
him shift in his seat.

 I smile, he’s still hard. I could have some fun
with this. I place my hands on my hips and slowly move then up and over my
stomach as I continue to move my hips to the music. He licks his lips as my
hands find their way up to my breasts. I bite my lip as he squirms in his
chair. I take my hands off of my body and blow him a kiss. I laugh a little as
Parker hits him in his side trying to get his attention.

 His eyes narrow as his head snaps to look over at
Parker.

 “Damn, it’s hot in here,” I complain, pushing my
hair off of my back. I knew I should have worn it up tonight. I’m sweating from
the alcohol heating up my body and the fact that I’m dancing in this very
packed club.

 “No,” Holly speaks. “It’s just you and your dirty
dancing.”

We all laugh. “I’m going to go to the restroom real
quick,” I say as I go to walk off of the dance floor.

I walk into the restroom and find an empty stall.
Once done a thought hits me. I’ve never been one to send dirty pictures. But the
alcohol is telling me that right now seems like a good time. It will drive him
even madder when he realizes what I have planned for him tonight. I snap a
quick pic and type him a message.

Me:
I can’t wait for you to be here
tonight.

I get myself put back together and go to the sink
to wash my hands. I shake my head looking at myself in the mirror before I
reapply my lipstick.

 I laugh to myself as I walk out of the bathroom.
My laughter is cut short when I am grabbed and pushed up against the wall. My
breath hitches and my heart starts to pound as I look up to see Slade standing
in front of me as he pins my back up against the cool wall. His eyes are
smoldering, and I can feel the heat radiating from his body. The smell of his
masculine cologne makes me lick my lips.

 “I liked your pic,” he says as he runs a hand up
my thigh. It has my already hot skin burning for him.

For more.

“I thought you might.” I hitch in a breath as his
fingers dig into my flesh.

He leans his head down to my neck before whispering
into my ear. “You’re playing with fire, Angel,” he warns, rubbing his erection
into me very slowly. “It will get heated,” he promises.

That’s what I need.
“Maybe I want to get
burned.” I lift the leg his hand is on and wrap it around his hip. My arms wrap
around him, and I pull him closer to me.

“Oh it’s going to burn.” His hand loosens and
continues to slide its way up the back of my thigh. He pushes my dress up as
his hand comes to rest on my ass.He tightens his hands on my ass. “This perfect
ass is going to sting from my hand.”My legs tremble. “I’m going to punish you
for sending me a picture of that pussy.” He kisses up my neck. “I could tell
from the pic that it’s wet and ready for my cock.”

I lean my head back and close my eyes as I take in
a deep breath. The throb between my legs has intensified. The pulsing of the
music thumps through the wall at my back as the alcohol courses through my
body. I drag my nails down the back of his shirt, and he hisses in a breath.

 “Isn’t it?” he demands.

 “Yes.” My voice cracks as I push my hips further
into him.

He places soft kisses along my jaw before his lips
find mine. I open up for him and he takes my breath away. His lips work with
mine as his tongue fights with mine.

 Through my whimpers and his moans I hear the
bathroom door open with people walking in and out, but I do not care what we
look like right now.

I tighten my leg around his hip, and he hisses in a
breath. I’m trying to be careful and not stab him with the spikes on my heels,
but it’s getting hard.

“Wow.”

I open my eyes and pull my mouth away, breathing
heavily, when I hear Parker’s voice. He’s standing there looking at Slade with
a smile on his face.

Slade pushes his body further into mine, probably
trying to shield my ass and leg that he is still holding up around his hip.

I start pulling it away, and Slade releases my ass.
I stand up straighter and pull my dress down. And try to straighten my hair.
Which is hard since I don’t have a mirror to look in.

Slade’s chest vibrates against mine as he speaks.
“Keep walking,” he warns him.

Parker throws his hands in the air with a smirk on
his face. “Don’t let me stop you.”

“Walk away, Parker.” His voice booms over
everything else.

 Parker starts to walk away with that smirk still
on his face. “Never stopped you before,” he says and then throws a wink at me.

I ignore that comment. “You can’t be mad at him,” I
say grabbing his arm. “We are in a club. Anyone can see us,” I point out.

 He sighs as if he forgot where we are. “I know.”
He leans down and kisses me softly this time. When he pulls away I laugh.

“What?”

I lift my hand and wipe off the red lipstick that’s
on his lips. “I like that color on you.”

He places both hands above me on the wall, caging
me in once again. His forehead comes down to rest on mine. “Fuck, I want to
fuck you right here up against this wall.” His voice is pained, telling me he’s
trying really hard to fight his inner battle.

 I want to say;
Yes! Do it!
But no matter
how badly I want him, we can’t. Our little bubble has been popped, and I need
to pull myself together.

 So I decide to go with, “Trust me. You want to
wait to see what I have in store for you tonight,” I say matter-of-fact.

He raises his eyebrows. “Really? You have a plan,
do you?”

I nod my head with a big smile on my face.

“Well, aren’t you full of surprises?”

“You have no idea.” I lift my hands and run them up
and down his chest. I can feel his hard and defined muscles move as he shifts,
still trying to control his urge for me.

 His hands move down on the wall to where they rest
on either side of my head. “You know I have no patience when it comes to you.
Let’s leave and go back to the hotel room.”

“I….”

 “Of course,” Courtney interrupts what I was about
to say. “We were wondering where you had went to,” she continues as she eyes me
with a smile on her face.

 I need to get out of this club before Slade and I
end up getting kicked out. “You girls ready?” I ask pushing Slade away from me.

 His arms drop to his side. “Ready for what?” Slade
asks.

“We are hitting a few more clubs.” I look at him.

“But I thought we were going to call it a night?”
he pouts before his eyes fall to my cleavage.

I smile on the inside. Oh yeah, he’s going to be
begging me later. I ignore his question. “Be back at our hotel room by three.”

 His eyes go wide and his lips part. “Three?” he
asks in shock. “What are you girls going to be doing until three?”

I shrug. Let him wonder. “Just be back by then.” I
lean up and kiss him before we turn to leave.

I walk down the hallway to
our hotel room as the guys stumble to their own rooms. I really haven’t drank
that much since earlier. I slowed down about two hours ago, after Josh almost
got into a fight at the last club we went to. Some guy thought Josh was hitting
on his girlfriend. If you ask me, the guy was just looking for a fight. I
figured I needed to stay levelheaded to keep us out of trouble. Parker is no
help when it comes to fights. He just runs his mouth and then starts swinging.
Micah isn’t one to throw punches, but he was also throwing some words around. I
was the only one who didn’t want to make a scene and get kicked out, which is
odd since I’m usually the first one to throw a punch.

“Slade.” Parker slaps me on the back as he walks by
with a mousey looking stripper under his arm. “Have fun tonight.” He smirks.

I look at the girl, and her eyes run up and down my
body. “Sure you don’t want to join us?” she asks with a smile that I’m sure
looks seductive under black light. Out in the brightly lit hallway, not so
much.

“I’m sure,” I say placing my key into the slot to
open up my room.

I walk in and come to a stop as a woman’s voice
fills the suite. I look to see a stereo playing a cd.

 I throw my key card onto the couch as I walk
through the living room and make my way to the bedroom.

“Hello, baby.” I look over to the bathroom doorway
and there stands Angel still dressed in her fire red dress and spiked silver
fuck-me heels.

I walk over to her with a smile on my face. “This
is different.” I motion to the music.

“Yeah, I’m in the mood for something a little
different tonight.” She gives me a mischievous smile.

 “What’s that?”

 “I want to show you what I can do,” she purrs.

My eyebrows shoot up. “Well, you have my
attention.”
What she can do?
I’m very aware of everything she can do.

She pushes off of the bathroom door frame and
stalks over to me. Her green eyes are on mine and her hands are on her hips as
they sway back and forth while she walks. She looks like she is about to eat me
alive, and I am all for serving myself up on a silver platter.

 She comes to stop in front of me and lifts one
hand, placing a finger on my chest.“Get undressed,” she demands.

 I smile at her. “Angel, you’re being bossy.” I
take a step closer to her and grab a hold of her wrists. “Do I need to remind
you who the boss is?”

 She throws her head back and laughs out loud.

I frown. Why is that so funny? I’ve always been the
boss when it comes to the bedroom.

“Not tonight,” she states once she stops laughing.
“You want to know what I have in mind for you?”

I nod, very turned on by this new attitude that I’m
pretty sure alcohol is partly to blame.

She pulls her wrists free from my hold and reaches
down to undo my belt since I didn’t do it.

 “I am going to drive you crazy, like you have me
so many times,” she whispers before she drops my belt onto the floor.