When I’d walked up onto the stage twenty minutes earlier, I’d actually been in a good mood. A week free from the constant urge to search for Amber, wanting to fuck her senseless, had been like a damn vacation. I was pretty sure I had been smiling up until the moment she walked in.
I felt the air change before I even saw her, and I wasn’t the only one. Heads turned as Chloe and Amber walked through the bar. I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Both of them were dressed up. Usually, they kept their outfits pretty casual, especially Chloe. Tonight though, both of them were wearing outfits that screamed, Fuck me. Chloe was wearing a black dress that should be considered a shirt, but I barely paid any attention to her. My eyes were firmly planted on Amber, and I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to look away.
She was a walking wet dream—ripped stockings, miniskirt, and a top that clung to her like a second skin. Her makeup was darker than usual, and her hair was carefully styled. The one thing I knew for certain was that both women had come to this bar with expectations. I just had no idea what they were.
Drake finished out the final line of the song with a scream before opening his eyes and smiling at the crowd. “All right, guys, one more song, and you get to pick. Tell me what you want!”
The crowd went wild as people began shouting song titles at him. I jerked my eyes away from Amber when Chloe suddenly stood from the seat at our table and walked to the front of the stage. Drake’s eyes instantly snapped to her. Even from here, I could sense how much he wanted her, how much he was holding back.
I had no idea why those two hadn’t fucked each other’s brains out yet. Oh, right. It was because Chloe had a boyfriend, and she was obviously trying to be loyal to him. Go her. At least, that meant not all women were cheating bitches.
“I have a request!” Chloe shouted over the crowd.
They had quieted slightly when they noticed the looks Drake was giving her.
He walked over and leaned down until he was eye level with Chloe. “And what would that be?”
“‘Gentleman’ by Theory of a Deadman. You know that one, right?” Chloe asked sweetly.
His eyebrows disappeared into his hair as the women in the crowd started whistling. I smirked. I considered that particular song to be the anthem for my life.
“Sure do. I’m a pro at it.” Drake walked back to the center of the stage and motioned for the band to start.
I couldn’t hide my grin as I started into the song. By the look on Drake’s face, it was obvious that I wasn’t the only one having trouble controlling what his dick wanted lately. I had to admit though that Drake was throwing himself into that song like no other. It was as if he wanted to prove to her just how true the lyrics were. Chloe might be fucking with Drake’s head, but she was doing wonders for his singing.
When the song finished and Drake thanked everyone for coming out, we joined Chloe and Amber at our table. Unable to stop myself, I sat down next to Amber. When she’d walked in here, she’d known exactly what kind of attention an outfit like that would bring. She obviously wanted it. And I was pretty sure that I was going to crack if something didn’t happen between the two of us. I wouldn’t care if it were a five-minute fuck in the back room. I’d take whatever I could get.
I turned to look at her. “Amber, right?”
“Yeah, and you’re Eric?” she asked.
My eyes widened before I could stop myself. I’d been watching her like a creeper for months, and she didn’t even know my name.
Eric, who had just sat down between Jade and Drake, choked on his beer. “Dude, you just got burned. You’ve been sitting at the same table as her, drooling in her lap for months, and she doesn’t even know your name!”
I flipped Eric off. I turned back to Amber and smiled. “Nah, that douche over there is Eric. I’m Adam.”
She smiled, her cheeks turning a light pink. “Whoops. Sorry, Adam.”
“It’s all right. Let me buy you a beer?” I asked.
She nodded as I motioned for the waitress to bring a round over to our table.
I opened my mouth, unsure of what I was going to say to her, but I was cut off when Drake growled like a caged animal. My eyes darted to him. He was glaring over my shoulder. I glanced back to see a guy approaching our table.
“Hey, I’m Chris,” the guy said as he sat down next to Chloe.
She gave him a small smile. “Hi, Chris. I’m Chloe.”
“Can I buy you a drink?”
Chloe shook her head and held up the half-empty bottle in her hand. “No, thanks. I’m good.”
“Come on, that one’s almost empty. Just one.”
Before Chloe could speak, Drake broke into the conversation. “She said no, buddy. Why don’t you take the hint and go back to your table?”
Chris glared at Drake. “I don’t remember asking for your opinion, buddy.”
“Well, you got it. Move along.”
Chris glanced back at Chloe. “You with this asshole?”
She shook her head. “No, definitely not.”
Chris turned to give Drake a smug smile. “Looks like you don’t have a say then.”
Drake clenched his fist on the table before pointing to the door. “You need to leave—now. Or I’m going to help you leave.”
Chris laughed as he threw his arm around Chloe’s shoulders. “I’d like to see you try.”
Everyone at the table was deathly quiet as Drake stood so fast that he knocked over his chair.
Chloe quickly removed herself out from underneath Chris’s arm. “Guys, chill out. Drake, sit back down. Chris, thank you for the offer but no thanks. I have a boyfriend who isn’t him.” She pointed at Drake, who was still standing and shooting murderous glares across the table at the guy.
Chris frowned but stood to leave. “That’s too bad. I’ll be over there if you change your mind.” He gave Drake one last glare as he walked back to his table.
“Asshole,” Drake muttered as he picked his chair up and sat back down.
Everyone was staring at him as Eric started laughing hysterically. “I have seen it all. Drake Allen just took up for a girl.”
Chloe rolled her eyes as everyone started laughing with Eric. “Shush. And you”—she turned her gaze to Drake—“I don’t need you to take up for me. I can fight my own battles.”
His eyes turned hard. “Sure you can. Sorry. It won’t happen again.”
“Those two need to get laid,” I mumbled under my breath. I’d never seen Drake act the way he did when Chris approached our table.
“As long as it’s not with each other, I’m cool with it,” Amber said.
I turned so that I was looking at her again and grinned. “So, Amber, tell me more about yourself.”
She grinned. “Do you really care?”
I did, more than she knew. There was no way I was going to admit that though.
I scooted closer to her, unable to stop myself. “I’ve been watching you for three months, but I know nothing about you. Call me curious.”
She leaned closer to me. “There’s nothing interesting about me. I’m sure you have more on your mind than my birthday, my favorite color, and what classes I’m taking.”
She shocked me when she rested her hand on my upper thigh. My breath hitched as her hand slid higher up my leg. I wanted to take her home and fuck her senseless, and I wasn’t sure if I could stop myself from doing just that.
My eyes flashed to Chloe and Drake before returning to Amber. “I don’t fuck my friends’ friends anymore. It always turns out bad.”
She grinned. “Do I look like I’m the type to cause problems?”
“No, but you look like a fucking angel. That’s almost just as bad.” The words had slipped out before I could stop them.
Unable to resist, I rested my hand on top of hers. Her skin was as soft as it looked.
Amber jumped when Chloe poked her in the ribs and motioned to the door.
“You ready?” Chloe asked Amber.
Amber glanced back and forth
between Chloe and me. “Actually, I was going to hang out here with Adam for a little longer.” She pulled her keys out of her purse and handed them to Chloe. “Take my car. I’ll catch a ride back with someone.”
I had a pretty good idea who she’d be riding tonight. My dick twitched in my pants, letting me know that he approved.
Chloe looked back and forth between Amber and me before winking at Amber. I watched as Chloe told everyone good-bye and left.
As soon as she disappeared, Drake stood. “I’m out of here,” he said without looking at any of us.
He stormed to the door and disappeared. Maybe he would end up getting laid tonight after all.
“I’m tired, too. You ready to head home, Jade?” Eric asked.
“Yep. We’ll see you guys later,” Jade said, flashing a smile at Amber and me.
“Guess we know how to clear a room,” Amber joked.
I studied Amber, unsure of what to think of the beautiful woman who fucked with my head. I watched her so intently that she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
“Why do you keep staring at me?” she finally asked.
I shrugged. “I’m just trying to figure you out.”
“I hate to break it to you, but I’m not exactly a mystery.” She removed her hand from underneath mine.
“Oh, I think you are.” I paused for a moment. “I can’t figure out your end game. Most women want me because they think I’m the key to getting close to the band. Thanks to whatever fucked-up relationship Chloe and Drake have, you’re already in.”
She frowned. “If you know those women are only using you, why do you let them?”
“Why wouldn’t I? They get their five minutes with the band, and I get laid,” I said. I was being completely honest. I knew I was a whore, and I had never once tried to hide that from anyone. The women I’d fucked didn’t care about me, and I sure as hell hadn’t cared about them.
“I never expected to have this type of conversation with you,” she said after a minute of silence.
I grinned. “I don’t usually talk this much. I’m no good at conversation, but I’m very good at other things.” I pictured several of them at that very moment.
“I can only imagine,” she mumbled.
I leaned closer until our lips were almost touching. Her floral and cotton-candy scent invaded my senses.
“What do you want from me? Besides a fuck, of course.”
“Who said I wanted to fuck you?” she teased.
“I can see it in your eyes and the way your lips part when you stare at me. I know women, Amber.” I was kind of bullshitting with that line. I usually just knew what women wanted, but with her, I wasn’t sure.
“So, maybe I do,” she said, her eyes darting to my lips.
“But what else do you want?”
“Nothing,” she said.
“Nothing,” I echoed, my eyes never leaving hers. I saw nothing but honesty.
She really didn’t want anything from me. I wasn’t sure why that left a hollow feeling in my stomach.
I suddenly pushed my chair back and stood. She jumped up and gave me a questioning look. Instead of speaking, I held out my hand, and she took it without a second thought before letting me lead her to the door.
Once we were outside, I led her across the lot to my car.
“Where are we going?” she finally asked as I unlocked my car.
“My place.” I paused. “Unless you’d rather sneak me into your dorm room.”
She shook her head. “Let’s go to your place.”
I was more than okay with that. I wanted total privacy to fuck her senseless.
I opened my door and climbed behind the wheel. She hurried to open her door, and then she slid down into the passenger seat.
I tore out of the parking lot and hit the main road, going faster than normal. My apartment was across town, and it normally only took a few minutes to get there, but tonight, the drive felt like it was going to take forever. I needed her in my home, naked and bent over, or I was going to bust.
Amber stayed silent as I drove across town to my place. After pulling into a parking spot, I shut off the car. She stared up at the three-story brick building next to us.
“This is where you live?” she asked.
“Yeah. It’s not much, but it’s home.”
We climbed out of the car and walked to the building. She grinned when I held the door open for her.
“Look at you, acting like a gentleman,” she said as she walked past me into the lobby of the building.
“Don’t get used to it,” I mumbled as we walked up a set of stairs. “I have no intention of being a gentleman to you for the rest of the night.”
We stopped on the second floor. The hallway was dimly lit. I stopped in front of my door and shoved my key in the door. I stepped in and flipped on a light. Amber followed closely behind me, her eyes darting around my tiny apartment.
I knew it wasn’t much to look at. I’d never worried about what my place looked like before now. I wanted to impress her. That was a stupid fucking thought. I shouldn’t want to.
The walls of my apartment were bare with the exception of a flat screen television mounted against the far wall. The living room had an older gray couch and a matching chair, but that was all. The kitchen opened up behind the couch. White appliances, older-styled countertops, and a sink full of dishes made up the kitchen. A tiny table, only big enough to fit up to two people, sat in the center.
I gave Amber just a second to look around. I couldn’t keep myself from touching her any longer. I grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall, praying that she wouldn’t scream at me to let her go. She sucked in a surprised breath before my lips crushed hers. She moaned against my lips, and I was instantly hard again.
I briefly pulled away, my expression turning serious. “No expectations?”
I had to know what I was getting into. Whatever this was with Amber, I wanted it out of my system. Hopefully, I could fuck her and move on, but that would be hard to do if she ended up acting like a clingy bitch.
“No expectations,” she mumbled.
“Just wanted to make sure that we were both on the same page.”
I pushed my body against hers. When my dick pressed against her, any rational thought about what we were going to do left me. I just wanted her. I had to have her.
She wrapped her arms around my neck. When her nails dug into my back, my control snapped. I grabbed one of her legs and lifted it to wrap around my waist. She wrapped her other leg around me as I lifted her. My hands slipped under her short skirt and cupped her ass as I pulled us away from the wall. She kissed me deeply as I carried her through my apartment. I prayed that I wouldn’t trip over anything on the way to my bedroom because I sure as fuck wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.
After we reached my bedroom, I dropped her down onto the bed. My hands found her top and pulled it over her head.
I stared down at her. She was wearing only her short skirt, ripped stockings, and a black lacy bra. I sent a silent thank-you to the gods above for putting her in my path.
“Fuckin’ hell, woman. You’re sitting there like a fucking dream,” I said as my eyes scanned her body.
She stood and gripped the bottom of my shirt. She lifted it inch by inch, teasing me. I grabbed my shirt from her hands and pulled it over my head. I was tired of waiting. I tossed it across the room before my hands moved to my pants. She stared at me with desire in her eyes as I unzipped them and shoved them over my hips. They dropped to the floor, and I kicked them aside.
I was still wearing a pair of black boxers, but they barely contained my hard cock. She reached out and ran her fingers along the skin above my boxers. I shivered as she gripped the fabric and slowly pulled it down.
My erection sprang free, proudly jutting out from my body. She raised an eyebrow, obviously impressed with my size. She reached out and ran her fingertips across the smooth skin. I shuddered, my hands balling up into tight fists. If sh
e didn’t do something, anything, I was going to embarrass myself by coming right in front of her.
“Suck me,” I commanded, suddenly desperate to have her lips around my cock.
I’d imagined it for months. Now that she was here with me, I couldn’t wait any longer.
She sank down onto her knees in front of me, a smile creeping onto her face. She grasped me before her hand slid up and down my shaft. I groaned and thrust my hips forward. She leaned forward, and my breath caught as she took me into her mouth. She closed her eyes as the tip of my cock touched the back of her throat.
She sucked as she slowly slid my dick back out until only the tip was still in her mouth. She rolled her tongue over the tip and then started moving her mouth back and forth as she reached up and grabbed my shaft.
I stared down at her, memorizing everything from this moment. I knew I’d have the memory of her sucking me off imprinted in my mind until the day I died. She was fucking beautiful like this.
She squeezed tightly, and my hips involuntarily thrust forward. My fingers found her hair and pulled roughly. I loved the feel of her silky strands.
My hips started moving as I fucked her mouth. I shut my eyes and rested my chin on my chest as she devoured me.
I was a second from coming when I pulled away from her. She shrieked in surprise when I grabbed her and pulled her up until she was standing again. My fingers went to the zipper on her skirt. Without a word, I unzipped it and shoved it down her legs.
“I hope you have more of these,” I mumbled before grabbing the thin scrap of lace that she was passing off as underwear.
Her eyes widened as I ripped them away from her body and dropped them onto the floor. She reached back and undid the clasp on her bra. She pulled it free and tossed it onto the floor next to her skirt.
“I’m going to fuck you hard,” I said as I picked her up.
After dropping her onto my bed, I took a moment to appreciate a naked Amber spread out before me. Then, I opened the drawer in my nightstand and pulled out a condom. I ripped open the package and slid the condom on.
“If I don’t fuck you in the next five seconds, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.” I wasn’t kidding. “Roll onto your stomach.”
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