by Blue Saffire
“I don’t plan to fuck her over. I haven’t been with anyone or been out on a date since she came to town. She is the only one I want,” Wyatt grumbles.
I lift a brow, then throw my head back and laugh. “You know you sound crazy. You have known her for a few months. Are you really saying you are giving up all other pussy to have Nellie,” I say between my laughter.
This is hilarious to me because I have essentially done the same thing for a girl with a boyfriend. Insanity must run in the family. I wonder what my dad would say if he knew this.
“Yeah, well, crazy or not she is mine,” my brother mutters looking me in the eyes. “Unlike some people, when I want something I go after it.”
I frown and nearly growl at him. Instead, I laugh because he didn’t even notice the girls leave the table. I look in the direction of the bathroom where Bean and Nellie disappeared into a few moments before. I chew on Wyatt’s words.
I don’t know what’s stopping me from going after her anymore. Her boyfriend doesn’t deserve her. I would love nothing more than to take her from him. The thought takes root and I start plotting in my mind.
“So what are you going to do about Bean,” Wyatt’s voice interrupts my plotting. I absentmindedly take a pull of my beer.
I nearly choke at how close he is to my thoughts. I turn to Wyatt with wide eyes. I should have known that of all my brothers, Wyatt would be the one to know and understand the war raging inside of me.
“What Bro, I think you should go after her. You have had a thing for her since high school if not longer,” Wyatt says and nudges me in the side.
Shit, since she was in high school. I cringe to think that I may have seen Bean as more before that. I narrow my eyes at him. “She is not interested and she is in a relationship,” I grumble.
“Fine, suit yourself, but you are lying to yourself.” Wyatt chuckles.
Wyatt’s laughter dies as both Bean and Nellie exit the restroom area and head our way. I smirk and sip my beer. “Don’t see you laughing now,” I chuckle this time. “You better decide what you want to do, because someone is going to make a move on that before the night is over.”
Now who is speaking truth? Wyatt can kiss my ass with his wisdom right now. I look at Johnathan on the other side of me at the bar. I shake my head at my other brother as well. He has some shit going on in his head and I know at the right time it’s going to spring forward.
My other brothers are off at the outdoor pool tables surrounded by a bunch of chics. What I wouldn’t give to be young dumb and full of cum, like those little shits. They don’t have a thing to worry about.
Well, Toby’s ass is up to something, but it can’t be that bad. He’s a good kid, despite the attitude he has had lately. All this shit with Bean is making me feel old and worn out.
I shake my head as a drunken Nellie and Bean just walk right pass us. Only, I know Bean is not too drunk to miss that she is walking by me. She could drink my ass under the table, so I know she is just avoiding me.
When Nellie puts a little extra sway in her hips, I chuckle. I don’t even know if Wyatt realizes he just started to growl. My eyes drop to Bean’s ass and I understand the feeling.
“Distract Bean,” Wyatt says without warning, before he is in motion.
My mouth drops open when Wyatt smack the shit out of Nellie’s ass. I shake my head, placing my beer on the bar, chuckling as I move off my stool and grab Bean’s elbow. I pull Rebecca’s sexy ass out onto the dance floor. I have had a few in me, so I really don’t give a shit right now.
One thing to know about us Black boys. Cassidy Black made sure all her boys could hold a rhythm and dance. Of all my brothers, I’m shy as shit about it, but you get a few beers in me and I’m good to go.
The end of I’ll Be Good by Foxy Brown and Jay-Z, is playing as I walk Bean out on the floor. I turn her to face me and she gives me a small smirk. Usually I keep my hands to myself when Bean talks me into dancing with her. I’m feeling myself right now. As the song switches to Crush On You, by Lil Kim and Lil Cease, I think, fuck it, this has to be a sign.
I reach for Bean’s hips and pull her to me. I start to sway to the beat and bop my head. Bean smiles wider and throws her hands in the air. I look down at her hips swaying and bite my lip. Damn, this dress is sexy as fuck on her.
I let my hands roam to her back, not taking my eyes off her hips. I get hard thinking about her rocking those sexy curves on my cock. I want her bad. My eyes travel back up to her eyes and she is watching me closely. The hook to the song plays and I lock eyes with her. I wait for the end of the hook and I start to mouth it to her.
Bean’s eyes widen and I smirk. I’m done playing. I know what I want. Before this night is over she is going to know as well. The song changes again to Candy Shop, by Fifty Cents. I’m loving this DJ. I grin and go in for the kill.
~B~
Bean
I don’t know what the fuck is happening. I have been trying to avoid Noah all night. I never know when Josh is having me followed. I shouldn’t even have this dress on, he would lose his mind.
The moment I spotted Noah’s tall frame dressed in a black t-shirt with a navy-blue sports jacket, dark blue jeans, and his navy boots, I knew I needed to stay away. If I don’t, I’ll just stare at him all night. Noah looks so good tonight. His bun is in the top of his head and not in the back. It’s just not fair for him to look so good.
I don’t know how we got here. My body is on fire. Noah’s big hands on me has my head ready to pop off my shoulders. Candy Shop, blares through the speakers as Noah’s eyes hood and turn dark. He pulls my body all the way into his and his hands slide down to my ass.
My breath whooshes from my lips and my hands go around his neck. Before I can control myself, my fingers are locked in his hair. Noah groans and rolls his hips into me in time to the beat. I’m not surprised at Noah’s moves. I know he can dance. Get him drunk enough and he will close the place down on the dance floor.
What surprises me, is the hard as fuck erection that presses into my belly. Noah licks his lips and his eyes drop to my mouth. Before I can think, his head is bending to mine and I’m not sure if he is leaning into me or if I’m pulling him down.
All I know is Noah’s lips are pressed to mine one minute and he is devouring my mouth the next. I gasp, causing my mouth to open as he sucks on my lip. His tongue pushes into my mouth, and his huge hands squeeze and knead my ass.
I moan and nearly try to climb his body. “Fuck,” Noah growls into my mouth. “You taste so fucking good.”
“Noah,” I moan and tighten my hold on his hair.
Noah responds by deepening the kiss and lifting me off my feet. I wrap my legs around his waist forgetting everything and everyone around us as I start to dry hump him right here on the dance floor.
“Shit, Baby, I want you,” Noah breaks the kiss to whisper in my ear, kissing his way down my neck.
His head bends and he kisses the top of my right breast. His facial hair adds to the delicious feel of his kisses. The sizzle that runs through me, pulls me back to earth. I can feel him through his jeans. I’m not ready for that. I’m not even sure what the hell we’re doing.
I unwrap my legs from his waist and slide down his body to my feet. I can feel that my panties are soaked through. How the hell did I lose my mind like that? I steady myself with my hands on his hard, heaving chest. I look up into his golden eyes with confusion in my own. Then anger takes over. I’m pissed.
“You’re drunk,” I point my finger at him and growl.
Noah’s brows furrow and he tilts his head as he stares back at me. “I just kissed you and that’s what you say? That I’m drunk,” Noah leans to say near my ear so he can be heard over the music.
I shake my head in frustration. “Why else would you kiss me like that,” I say back as he is still leaning into me.
Noah pulls back and looks at me like I have two heads. I toss my hands in the air and storm off for the table I was sitting at with the gi
rls. I grumble to myself the whole way there.
“Why would he do that? What’s wrong with me? I have a boyfriend. Josh would go postal. Oh, God, I hope none of his spies are here. Why would he do that? What the hell happened to Aria? I’m going to have to cut that bitch,” I am still muttering to myself when I take my seat.
Noah yanks out the stool next to me and sits. “You don’t know, do you? You have no clue that you are the most gorgeous woman here. I didn’t kiss you because I’m drunk, you know it takes a lot more to get me twisted,” Noah growls.
“Then why did you kiss me,” I hiss.
Nellie and Wyatt have the worse timing ever. Noah clamps his mouth shut as Wyatt claims a seat across from us and pulls Nellie into his lap. I watch Wyatt nuzzles Nellie’s neck before whispering in her ear and I know it must be a full moon.
Nellie has been fighting Wyatt off for months. Heather sends me daily updates via text, about what goes on in the office. I massage my temples and close my eyes.
“This is not over,” Noah’s warm breath fans my ear.
I stiffen, but I don’t say a thing. Our entire group comes together cutting our talk off completely. Heather has a tray of shots and I sure as hell could use one. I grab one at the same time Nellie reaches for one. I need to catch up to everyone else. I hadn’t been drinking really, but I need to get plastered now to shut my brain up.
I have waited years for that kiss. I can’t believe this is how it happens. I want to punch Noah and then kiss him again. I want to growl as his body heat penetrate my side. He is too close. I turn to glare at him when I hear Heather sing out.
“We should head upstairs for some karaoke,” Heather calls and shakes her hips. I shake my head at my cousin.
“Oh no, no one said anything about singing and shit,” Johnathan shakes his head with his hands in the air.
Johnathan is the third oldest and the shortest of the brothers, but still over six feet tall. John has the same chiseled face as his brothers, but we all agree he is the pretty one. His dark looks are a bit softer than the rest of the guys. John looks like he should be on a billboard in Times Square.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t intend for you to get up there. None of us want to see that, trust me, but I know we would all love to see Nellie,” Heather coos and I snort. She is so right.
I know Heather is really setting Nellie up. I smirk because I know what is coming. I could really use the distraction right now. Noah’s long leg under the table, that just happens to be resting against mine, is driving me crazy.
“You can sing,” Wyatt asks with a smile and I know the trap has been set.
Nellie shrugs her reply and I can’t help chiming in. “Oh come on, can she sing. It is a shame she won’t sing for anyone that is not close to her. She is amazing,” I gush and lift my shoulders to my ears. I get chills every time I hear her sing.
“Yeah, I’ve heard her, she’s amazing,” Toby says with a big smile.
Nellie rolls her eyes at me and reaches for another shot. We’ve got her. She’s going to do it. I know it. I start to bounce in my chair, but stop abruptly, when I feel Noah’s hand begin to caress my back. I feel the butterflies in my belly and my pussy clenches. I turn to glare at him. He just smirks and his eyes drop to my lips.
“Go ahead, it is killing you. Just ask,” Nellie huffs pulling my attention.
“Will you sing for me,” Wyatt chuckles.
Nellie rolls her eyes. “If I sing one song for you, will you get me out of here before she has me singing all night,” she asks with a pout on her lips.
“Two and I promise,” Wyatt says and licks his lips.
“Oh shit,” I silently mouth to Heather and she smirks.
“Let’s get this show on the road,” Braxton booms throwing an arm over Lucy and Heather’s shoulders. Heather’s smirk turns into a frown.
Heather shrugs Braxton off while Lucy just shakes her head and follows him. We all start to get up and make our way up to the second floor. Noah places a hand on my waist and leans in my ear.
“You look amazing in this dress. I love your legs. I can’t wait to have them wrapped around me,” Noah breathes.
My head snaps back. I sneer at him and he throws his head back and laughs. “Back off,” I hiss.
“Not happening,” he hisses back in my ear.
“You’re kidding, right? I have a boyfriend, remember,” I growl low.
“Fuck your boyfriend. I’m your man,” Noah says as he looks me in my eyes.
I stumble from his words and nearly face plant. Noah’s strong arm bands around my waist to hold me up right. I wiggle free and scurry away as fast as my heel will allow.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Fallout
Bean
Four months later…
It has been almost four months since that scene in the bar. I have been holding my breath waiting for it to come back and bite me. I avoid Noah like the plague. I texted him the next morning with a long as hell text, to tell him it was a mistake and that we both had too much to drink. I know it was a lie, I didn’t have too much to drink at all.
I left the bar not too long after Wyatt snatched Nellie off the stage, after she sang, All I Ask, by Adelle for him. Noah went to the bathroom to relieve himself and I took the opportunity to disappear. I haven’t seen or heard from Noah since that text.
I know he is pissed at me. I’m pissed at myself. I’m so confused. To be fair, I haven’t really been spending much time with Joshua either, which has been pissing him off. It has gotten to the point that he shows up at my jobs or has his friends, Dean and Cordell, babysit me for my whole shift.
I’m tired of it all. I’m not his possession and I have tried to break things off repeatedly. It’s like he just doesn’t hear me. Lately, when he does show up to my job, he is being a pest. Anytime he can bend my ear, he is badgering me about sex and taking our relationship to the next level.
He is out of his mind and I should have seen that sooner. I just want to be left alone. I haven’t even had a good workout in weeks because Josh works at my gym.
I need to blow off steam. I am ready to lose it, so I decided to come into the gym late tonight since it’s my night off. Josh is scheduled at the club he works at tonight.
I breathe a sigh of relief when I entered to gym an hour ago and none of his buddies were around to rat me out. I’ve been running on the treadmill trying to clear my mind. I need to grab control of my life.
I don’t know how I got myself into this mess. How the hell is this my life? I keep asking this of myself and still I’m coming up empty.
I want to make things right with Noah, but I don’t even know where to start. Heather told me yesterday that Noah is getting ready to leave on a mission. I want to make this right before he leaves, but I don’t want to stress him before a big mission he will need his focus for.
I’m going back and forth with myself when a hand slams on the emergency stop of my machine and I come to a stumbling stop. I grab the handles to steady myself, but I’m ripped off the machine. When I’m spun around to face the body pulling on me, I come face to face with Joshua.
I tug at my arm, but his hand tightens. “What the hell,” I hiss at him.
“You love making an ass out of me,” Josh hisses back.
I feel the blood drain from my face as I believe that someone has finally ratted me out. I have to admit, I’m relieved. We can get this over with now. Only Josh’s next words tell me I’m wrong.
“I asked you what you were doing tonight. You told me you were staying home, so imagine my surprise when I get a call that you are here bouncing your ass on a treadmill,” Josh snarls as he looks over my drenched sports bra and leggings.
“Really Josh,” I roll my eyes. “I’m so tired of this. Get your hands off me!”
“Shut up,” Josh yells.
I’m stunned at first and then I hear Noah’s voice in my ear. ‘Get his hands off you now or you’ll have to deal with me instead.’ I used to hate when Noah w
ould make me fight him if I didn’t stick up for myself. Right now, I’m grateful. I hate confrontation, but I’m not going to stand here in public and let him manhandle me.
“Josh, get your hands off me now,” I say through clenched lips.
I get ready to remove his hand myself, but his friend Cordell rushes over. He places a hand on Josh’s shoulder and says something in his ear. Cordell looks at Josh with a frown until he releases me.
Josh points a finger in my face. “This shit isn’t over,” Joshua growls.
“Oh, yes it is,” I rip the necklace from my neck and toss it at him.
His eyes widen and he starts for me. Cordell wraps an arm around him and pulls him away. I just glare at him. I’m so over Joshua. He just killed any feelings I had for him. The fact that he put his hands on me and almost made me have to be violent, has me boiling.
My workout is officially over. I start for the locker room. I get half way there when a concerned looking Aria appears. I forgot she joined this gym. I hadn’t seen her tonight before now.
“Are you alright,” Aria asks.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” I murmur.
“Noah is going to lose his shit,” Aria says as more concern fills her face.
The last thing I want is to hear her tell me how pissed off her boyfriend is going to be about my pathetic love life. I frown and place my hands on my hips. “Do you plan to tell him during pillow talk,” I grit out.
Aria’s head whips back. I know my words are harsh and I shouldn’t take this out on her, but I’m just so pissed off. She is the last person I want to talk to. I bet she wouldn’t to talk to me if she knew her boyfriend had his tongue down my throat a few months ago.
Aria looks at me confused. “You don’t know,” she asks and I lift a brow at her. “Noah and I broke up months ago. Like nine or ten months ago,” Aria says slowly, like I need help.
My jaw drops. “I…I didn’t know. My boyfriend…my ex,” I just can’t find the words to tell her I haven’t been around Noah because of Josh.
