“Keys?”
“Oh, one minute.” I run back into the back room and retrieve my keys from the front of my purse. “Here.”
He winks and walks out.
I meet Neve’s eyes, but don’t say anything when I see the smirk on her face.
Blushing, I push into the restroom and locking the door behind me, I rest my head against the door. Well, that was embarrassing. Her actually catching us having sex would have been more so.
Quickly grabbing some paper towels and wetting them, I wipe between my legs a few times before drying off just as I see a shadow through the window. I quickly move to unlock it and make to grab my panties that are dangling from Reece’s finger. “Will you stop messing, I have to work,” I say, frustration clear in my voice when he moves his hand away.
“You need to get new panties for work,” he growls, not looking happy.
“There is nothing wrong with the ones I have,” I counter making another grab for them. “Reece, I’m getting pissed now. I have a job to get back to so will you please pass me my panties?”
He passes them to me, but keeps hold of one end. “There’s hardly anything to them. I don’t want anyone getting a look of you in these.”
I roll my eyes because he’s being friggin’ stupid. “The only person who is going to get to see these on me is you. I mean I don’t exactly walk around with my skirt around my waist.”
Finally having my new panties in my hand, I step back from the window and step into them slowly. I might as well torture him. Give him something to think about later when he’s on stage with all those girls fawning over him. My thoughts turn dark as I freeze with my panties halfway up my thighs.
“Callie?”
I blink and Reece comes back into focus.
“What the hell just happened?” he demands, looking ready to jump through the window.
Finishing pulling my panties up, I try to come up with something to say, except my brains gone to sleep, so I tell him the truth, “I was hoping you watching me would give you something to think about tonight when you’re on stage and all those girls are throwing themselves at you.” I shrug my shoulders trying to make light of it as I head toward the door. “It’s nothing. It doesn’t matter. I’ll see you tonight.”
Back in the shop and café area, I avoid looking at Neve and her smug look because she knows what I did back there. I pick up a cloth and start to make my way over to a couple of empty tables when I see Reece striding through the door as though he owns the place. He comes straight over to me slamming his lips down onto mine. Before I can register anything, he’s pulling away.
“It is something and it does matter. You matter. I don’t know how to stop the girls when I’m on stage, but I want you to know that it’s you who I will be thinking about. You who has me so tied in knots that until last weekend I couldn’t even get hard unless I thought about you. It does matter that you don’t like all that shit. But with you there as well, it will be okay. I promise you baby.” He kisses me quickly again, then disappears as fast as he appeared.
“Holy fucking hell!! Where did you get one of him? I want one,” Neve asks with eyes wide as saucers.
I smirk and ignore her question, my exhaustion completely gone as I get back to work.
Chapter 14
Reece
“What’re you looking so happy about?” Donovan asks, taking the seat opposite me.
It’s been about five hours since I saw Callie, who should be arriving real soon and I can’t stop grinning like an idiot every time I think about her and how it felt being inside her. My orgasm had been more intense with the thrill of nearly being caught.
“I’m not sure I want to know,” he mumbles.
I watch my friend sit forward in his chair, resting his elbows on the table while he fiddles with a beer mat. I know he enjoyed being with Callie over the summer. I also know if I hadn’t spoken up and asked him to take a step back from her that he would have tried to see her again. So I ask, “Is this going to be awkward – Callie and me?”
I’m not known for patience and right now Donovan is trying mine. We’ve never let a girl come between us before and I sure as hell don’t want one to now. But, as he’s a friend, I need him to be okay with me being with Callie, although I’m not sure what the fuck we’ll do if he isn’t because I can’t let her go this time.
“She’s a good girl,” he offers a slight grin, and continues, “most of the time.”
Yeah, he’s remembering Alabama. I guess I need to be honest and say I’ve thought about it. Thought about doing it again. The only problem is I’m not sure how I’d react seeing Donovan touching my girl inside and out. Any other guy so much as touches her shoulder or stands too close will get my fist in his face…so, yeah, not going to happen.
“Yeah, she is,” I say grinning.
Donovan pauses with his longneck on its way to his mouth, which wipes the grin from my face. Fuck him!
“Oh fuck! You’re so screwed.” He starts laughing, slapping his beer on the table before swinging his chair on the back two legs.
I grin again, just as I push my foot forward, unbalancing his chair. Unfortunately, he only wobbles back and forth before Callie grabs his hand and pulls him forward while scowling at me.
“I can’t believe you’d do that…actually, no, I can.” She swats me on the shoulders as she drops her sexy ass into the chair between us. “My feet are killing me after being on them all day.” Slipping her shoes off, she brings a foot up to lay across her thigh and starts massaging the instep.
She has sexy feet. Hell, who am I kidding, every part of her is sexy as fuck. Swiveling slightly in my seat, I wrap my hand around her foot and after some rearranging rest it on my thighs and take over the massage.
Donovan carries on knocking his beer back while watching my hand on Callie’s foot. Unable to stop my wandering hand, I slowly start to massage her ankle and up along her calf. She throws her head back and moans, and I swear nearly every fucking head around us zooms in to my woman who looks to be in the thralls of orgasm as she grips my dick through my jeans with her foot.
Trying to breathe has suddenly become impossible as I quickly glance to Donovan who grimaces before slipping his hand underneath the table. Fuckshit, she’s probably given everyone friggin’ woodies.
“Callie.” Shit, was that my voice all croaky. I try again, “Callie,” I growl this time.
Bringing her head slightly forward, she opens her eyes giving me one hell of a look; all sultry and sexy with half lidded eyes and pouty cherry lips.
I place her foot back on the floor, and standing up, I lean over her, gripping the arms of her chair and rub my cheek over hers as I whisper, “If you keep moaning like that I’m either going to fuck you right here, right now, or I’m going to have to fight every fucker in this bar.”
“What…”
She pushes at my chest so I move slightly away, but keep hold of the chair arms as she sits up and looks around, her eyes widen before swinging back and meeting mine.
“Um…”
Clearing my throat, I indicate with my hand to put her shoes on, and then I take her hand and lead her into the back, where Donovan’s already disappeared to and where Thalia is with Phoenix. Hopefully, Callie will stay back here when we do our stuff on stage because after that little show I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle her being out there while I’m beating the shit out of my drums.
Her legs go on for miles in the fuck-me-shoes and the short denim skirt that molds to her ass. She may be slim, but the curves on her make my mouth water. In fact, this is the first time I’ve seen her in shoes like that. Normally she doesn’t wear anything other than her cowboy boots.
I pull her to a stop just outside the door, wrapping my arms around her waist, bringing her back against my chest, I ask, “Are they new?”
I feel her shiver as my breath meets her neck. Leaning in, I lick a trail down to her shoulder, and pushing her top to the side, nip her skin with my teeth. “I
want the kiss I didn’t get when you arrived,” I whisper.
She turns her head and meets my gaze before I growl and capture her lips with mine. There’s no teasing or gentle caress in our embrace…all there is, is raw heat as we devour each other.
Her lips taste of cherries, just like I thought they would and with her tongue wrapping around mine, all I can think about is having it wrapped around my cock, which is hard as hell in my jeans.
I’ve been in a semi-state of arousal since this afternoon, but after the little show that’s just taken place, I’m hard as fuck with nothing to do with it because we’re on in five, although I’d probably go off in two…seconds that is.
Then she slams her ass back, right into my groin. I break the kiss and suck in a breath, but she doesn’t stop there. Oh, no, she has to rotate her hips causing me to leak at the tip in excitement.
“Ahhh. You have to stay away from there right now.”
“Oh God, Reece.”
She doesn’t stop rubbing against me. We’re in the hall at the back of the bar. Anyone can walk in on us, and she wants me to fuck her. No friggin’ way. Although, with the pleasure she’s causing, I’m so damn tempted.
I tighten my hold on her hips to keep her still. “I am not fucking you up against the door. You’re my girl, you deserve better.”
She quickly turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. “I started it Reece so stop feeling guilty. And to answer your question, yes, these shoes are new. I bought them after work because my plan was to make you so crazy with lust for me that you’d be desperate to get inside me all night.” She kisses me on the lips. “I’ve never been fucked against a door before.”
She grins, letting her hands slide from around my neck as she starts to caress my nipples. “In fact, until today, I’ve never been fucked senseless on a table either, so I’d say my luck is changing.” She pinches my nipples and plays with the hoops attached making my dick do a leap for joy. “I’ve also never been fucked in a public place.”
My eyes widen before narrowing. “You have a short memory.” The room at the bakery was pretty close to a public place.
“I was thinking about the museum…lots of nooks and crannies,” she informs me.
“What?” I put her away from me, my brain clearing slightly without her pressed against me. “You want to have sex in the museum? At least that’s what I think you said.”
Rolling her eyes, she shoves her hand down the front of my jeans. “Just making you more comfortable.”
Gritting my teeth, I concentrate on breathing and not coming all over her hand while she straightens me up before moving her hand away and pulling out of my jeans. I let out a sigh of relief.
“You’re going to kill me with frustration.”
“You wouldn’t be frustrated if you’d play.”
I growl, turn her toward the door and push it open to see three startled faces. Or is that guilty faces. I look back to the door and them before meeting Donovan’s eyes. He nods his head.
Fuck, they heard everything through the door. Hopefully they won’t let on to Callie.
“So babe,” Phoenix says, planting a kiss on Thalia’s lips, “we haven’t done it in the museum yet.”
Dammit!
I glare at him while he gives me that friggin’ ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ face.
Callie gasps and looks between us then the door. “You heard…everything.” Donovan nods his head, trying not to laugh. “Ohmygod!”
Thalia elbows Phoenix in the stomach. “You’re an ass.” He pulls her in tight against him still laughing.
“You guys ready? You’re on in exactly five minutes.” Joe asks behind me. Joe is the manager of this place and is a time freak. He’s never late, never early, always on the actual time.
“Yeah. We’re ready,” Phoenix replies.
Joe shuts the door behind him.
Standing, Phoenix pulls Thalia up with him and wraps her in his arms.
Callie turns, wrapping her arms around my neck again, which I don’t think is a good idea considering how turned-on I am with her being this close.
“C’mon, lover boy. Joe’s going to be giving us grief if we don’t get out there on time,” Phoenix says on his way out the door followed by a grinning Donovan.
“Hey, babe. I have to go.”
“I think you should stay here with me,” Callie whispers hooking one of her ankles around my calf. “I’ve no panties on, something special just for you.” My hands start to shake. She can’t be doing this to me. Not now. “I’m wet and ready.”
I groan, loudly.
“Callie, leave the poor guy alone and come talk to me while they get started then we’ll go and watch them.”
No way in hell!
Untangling myself from Callie, I glare at her grinning face. “You need to stay in here. I don’t want you out there with all those guys.”
She starts to laugh. “You’re joking right? If you think I’m interested in anyone else, you can think again… Now go rock this place.”
With that she shoves me out the door with a pinch to my ass.
As I jump up on to the small stage area, my attention is drawn to the floor beside where my drum kit is set up…and I nearly fall over my feet. What the fuck!
The girl I was with up in Lexington is standing there with a smug look on her face, in the middle of a group of girls.
I quickly glance to Donovan and Phoenix to see if they’ve noticed, and they have.
Seeing her standing there reminds me of the dick I was before I’d decided to go after what I wanted for a change, no matter how complicated my life is. Callie had been upset and the last thing I want is for her to get upset again, because of me.
As long as the girl keeps her distance then there should be nothing to worry about. I hope.
Chapter 15
Callie
A grinning Thalia usually means trouble. I also know why she’s grinning. I’ve changed in the week that I’ve been with Reece, although we haven’t been together all week, just knowing he’s there and he’s mine has changed me. Oh, I’ve had my doubts during the week as to whether the feelings that were so obvious between us last weekend would still be here the next time I was to see him, but it’s clear that they are.
Dropping down onto the sofa in Phoenix’s vacated spot, I await the start of the inquisition, which I know is coming.
“So, um, you teasing Reece…Oh my, God, Callie. I thought I was hearing things. That was so not like you.” Thalia sits back down and puts her legs under her. “Callie…say something. You’re driving me crazy.”
I think it might be easier getting on with it, rather than having her going on and on before I spill, which can be annoying.
“Well, what can I say? He brings out the wicked in me.”
“Callie.” She punches me in the arm.
“Ouch!“
“Never mind ouch that was only a tap…I want more details than that…and those shoes.” She starts laughing. “You’ll be lucky if you make it outside this place before he’s wanting up that skirt. I can’t ever remember seeing him look like that before.”
I hold my legs out in front of me, and I do have to admit they look pretty impressive. The playful colors and the silver and purple high heels make my legs look longer than they are. They are sinfully wicked, which is why I liked them the moment I saw them. I wasn’t exaggerating. Reece really brings out something wicked in me.
“After what happened this afternoon I wanted to drive him wild with lust while he’s on stage.” I fiddle with the edge of my top without looking at her and let the wheels turn. Perhaps I should count because you can bet within five seconds she’ll be asking me ‘what happened this afternoon.’
“Hang on. What happened this afternoon?”
Hmm. Okay, I was two out. “I was in the break room when he showed up at work earlier.” I grin. “We did it on the table.”
“Eww. Please tell me you’re joking, and that you didn�
�t have sex on the table we use to eat from.” she looks shocked, her eyes widening before they narrow.
“No you didn’t. This is a joke to try and shut me up,” she says crossing her arms in a bit of a huff. I smile at the outrage on her face. If she weren’t so funny, I’d be pissed that she’d think I’m lying to her.
“All because you have sex wherever and whenever you want to with Phoenix, doesn’t mean I don’t with Reece.”
Her arms go slack as well as her jaw as she’s starting to realize I’m not lying to her.
“It was hot as hell.” I laugh. “He ripped my panties right off,” I say feeling smug.
“But…but…there’s no lock on the door. You really did the deed on the table?”
“Well, we did start against the door, but he moved us to the table... God, it was amazing. We nearly got caught as well.” I chuckle. “Neve knew something had gone on in the room, but she didn’t ask…I sent him to my car for new panties for me, which I had him pass me through the restroom window.”
After a few minutes of silence, Thalia says appraising me as though I’ve grown another head, “You’ve changed… I liked the old Callie, but this new one…is, I don’t know…more free, I guess.”
She’s right. I feel different. Oh, I have to fight off my embarrassment on occasion, but as soon as Reece touches me, or so much as looks at me, I forget all about being embarrassed and go with the moment. The old Callie would not have had sex this afternoon at work. She wouldn’t have been teasing the beast about having sex in a public place either.
“I feel different. I feel as though he’s released me from…what…I’ve no idea. I just feel free for the first time in my life. And it feels damn good. The old Callie can stay away for all I care. This new me is here to stay.”
Thalia jumps up from the sofa, grabs my hand and yanks me off my butt to stand with her. “C’mon, you can start being the new you and get Reece hot and bothered. Phoenix likes me to watch him. He says he sings to me. The skanks also get the message that he’s unavailable, although some try.” She pauses. “Callie, the girls kinda like Reece and Donovan because in the past they’re the single ones, so, um, just be prepared, okay.”
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