Hot breath landed on my neck as Brett brushed his nose up the side and inhaled. “I enjoy the smell of me on you, lover.”
My jaw clenched. “Could have fooled me.”
Brett ran a hand down my arm, sending goose bumps along with it. He pushed me up against the wall, digging his fingers into my shoulders. “I’ve never fucked a woman without a condom before.”
I frowned. “So…”
He brushed a finger down the length of my jaw before placing his hands on either side of my head. He leaned down, his mouth mere inches from mine, his minty breath running over my lips. “The taste of you made me lose control.”
I swallowed, frozen in place as his deep voice caressed my skin. “That’s not my fault.”
His eyes searched my face, his mouth grim.
“I should go,” I whispered.
“Do you want to go?” he breathed against my lips. The electric current surrounding us was so strong that even though we weren’t touching, the air crackled and buzzed as if we were.
“No.”
A smug smile spread on his face. “What do you want to do?”
I took a breath, letting my gaze roam down the length of his body. Skin I had been all over the night before. One evening with him and I was doing new things. He tested me. Took me to the highest limits of pleasure I never knew existed. I wanted him in every way possible.
“Evvie?” His eyes twinkled.
“I want last night to happen again,” I said on a quick breath.
He smirked. “I know.”
I looked up at him and waited. The electric current in the air grew. It was like the universe had pulled us together, taking us both to places we had never been before.
“Lover.”
I licked my lips, small bursts of air leaving my mouth. My fingers twitched, my core clenching, needing him inside of me again.
“I’ll see you at work, Evvie.”
I frowned. “I—”
“Kane will be here soon.” He backed away without so much as a kiss.
“Fine.” I huffed and left his apartment abruptly. Once reaching the elevators, I looked down the hall. Disappointment fluttered through me when Brett didn’t come after me.
Knowing our time together was obviously over, I should have been grateful. I got him out of my system.
My blood boiled as frustration settled deep within me. As livid as I was with him, I had a feeling that our time together had only just begun.
I moved my hips to the beat of the fast techno music that sounded around the vast expanse of the club. The sound flowed through me as I made drinks for waiting customers.
After leaving Brett’s apartment a week before, I was tempted to call in sick to work each night but he would know that I was only doing it to avoid him.
I caught him watching me as he stood against the wall beside Kane. I was still frustrated from the way we had left things so I bent over¸ making sure he would see my panties.
My blood pumped through me knowing I would hear it from Brett later about my little show that I gave him. Feeling a need to tease him, letting him know that I was in just as much control as he was, bending over in front of him seemed like a good idea. For the moment.
When I had lifted to my full height, Brett was headed towards me. His powerful walk gave off an air of ownership.
A few regulars at the bar laughed and I put on my brightest smile before turning to them. Their eyes were dark, hungry as they roamed over me. My skin crawled but I put on a brave face.
“What’s your name, gorgeous?” the blond slurred.
I smiled and opened my mouth to reply when I saw Brett nearing us. Chewing my bottom lip, my body heated under his intense scrutiny.
It had been a week since our night together and I had been avoiding him ever since. Except for the times that I would tease him, make him jealous but the cold look he always gave me let me know that he hardly noticed.
As Brett closed the distance between us, he licked his bottom lip, his heated gaze watching me. His jaw clenched and unclenched. Okay, maybe he did notice my little show.
My gaze followed his movement, my core clenching at the sight. I cleared my throat, taking a breath and crossed my arms under my chest.
Brett’s gaze lowered to my full breasts and back up to meet my gaze.
My eyebrow rose.
He smirked and clapped his hands on the back of the necks of the guys. “My bartender treating you good?” he asked, not taking his gaze away from mine.
“Yes, we were asking what time she gets off,” the blond answered.
Brett’s jaw clenched. “Why don’t you guys go enjoy your drinks elsewhere?”
The blond shoved out of his grip. “I don’t fucking think so. Not when the view is so appealing.”
I watched him lean down to the guy’s ear, his gaze darkening.
“Let’s go, Adam,” his friend said, rising from the stool.
The blond huffed. “Bye Evvie.”
“Bye,” I bit out, glaring in Brett’s direction.
The guys left and Brett sat in front of me, placing his elbows on the counter.
“You just shooed away my next big tip.”
Brett shrugged. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
I scoffed and turned around, roughly putting bottles away.
“You enjoy dancing?”
My back stiffened and I looked at him over my shoulder. The music flowed through me, begging me to dance to it.
“Hey Ev.” Tatiana placed her tray on the counter. “Can I get a beer please?”
I nodded and poured a beer from the tap.
She winked. “So, you two fuck yet?”
I coughed, my cheeks heating.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Brett grinned.
Tatiana licked her lips and made a point of looking him up and down. “Would I ever.”
“Here’s your beer,” I growled and slammed the bottle on the tray.
Brett chuckled. “Something wrong, Evvie?”
I huffed. “No.”
Tatiana blew me a kiss before turning to him. She cupped his cheek and leaned down to his ear, whispering something to him. She brushed her thumb along his bottom lip.
Brett smirked.
My nostrils flared as I glared daggers at the back of Tatiana’s head. Right in front of me? Really?
Tatiana kissed his cheek.
He smiled and shook his head. He watched her walk away before turning back to me.
I leaned against the counter, my heart thudding hard.
He tapped the bar top. “Are you going to make me a drink?”
My jaw clenched. “Make it yourself.”
Brett rose from the stool and pulled off his jacket. He rolled up his sleeves and walked behind the bar. He smirked and met my gaze. “You don’t think I can handle making my own drink?”
I huffed and placed my hands on my hips. “This is my bar.”
He took a step towards me. “Is it now?”
“Evvie, can I get a drink, babe?” another customer asked me.
I spun on my heel and smiled brightly at the man, thankful for the interruption. “Sure thing, hun. The usual?”
The guy nodded.
I turned around and grabbed a bottle off the back shelf.
“What’s your problem, asshole?” the guy slurred.
Brett growled. “You.”
I turned around and grabbed Brett’s arm, placing a tumbler on the counter in front of the guy. “Enjoy,” I said sweetly.
The man’s gaze landed on my chest and smiled. “Oh, I will.”
A snarl escaped Brett’s lips as I pushed him back. “Stop.”
His body tensed as he leaned against the counter. He scrubbed a hand down his face.
“Hey.”
He looked down into my eyes. My body throbbed, needing to wrap myself around him again. The thought of another woman touching him, made me sick to my stomach.
He stared into the depths of my gaze, t
he fury that had burned in them a moment before, simmering to a dull roar as the seconds ticked by.
I took a breath. “What the hell is your problem?”
He glanced down at my lips. “I don’t have a problem.”
“Brett.” I punched him in the arm making him meet my gaze. I raised an eyebrow. “You look like you want to gut every guy that talks to me.”
Brett took a breath. “You looked like you wanted to claw Tatiana’s face off.”
My mouth opened and closed before I scowled. I turned and continued serving customers.
Brett leaned against the counter.
My body buzzed as I felt Brett’s eyes on me. As I walked by him, the hairs on the back of my neck twitched, tingling like he was touching me himself. I was attuned to him, attracted to him on a level that left me breathless. He was controlling. Domineering, but I wanted more.
The club slowly emptied at closing time. Customers waved at me as they walked by, most of them regulars.
My heart jumped as a warm body stepped up behind me. Fingers brushed the hair off of my nape, sending shivers down my spine. He infuriated me but I missed the feel of his touch. Watching Tatiana hit on him made me want to drive the woman’s face into my knee. I took a deep breath. I liked Tatiana but this jealousy thing was new for me.
“Tatiana wasn’t hitting on me.”
I rolled my eyes. “Sure looked that way.”
Brett brushed his thumb up and down the side of my neck. “She was trying to make you jealous.”
I cleared my throat and grabbed a cloth, wiping down the counter.
“Did it work, lover?” he asked, wrapping a hand around my wrist.
Yes. “No.”
He chuckled. “You are such a bad liar.”
I clenched my jaw and turned around, leaning against the counter beside him. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”
He placed an arm around me and kissed my shoulder. A shiver ran down my spine as his lips lingered on my skin. His gaze met mine, twinkling with lust and mischief.
“Brett?”
He smirked. “Yes, lover?”
My body inched closer to him, unaware of the inner turmoil going on inside my head. I want him. I don’t want him. He’s dangerous but gorgeous. Oh God.
I took a breath and glanced down at his mouth. Full lips that had been all over me a week before. My core clenched at the memories of him inside me, taking me rough. I wondered what he would be like gentle. Sensual even. Did he want me so bad that he couldn’t control himself? Was he always a dominating lover?
Words lost on my tongue, I continued to stare into the hunger filled depths of his gaze.
He smiled and lowered his mouth to my ear. “How many days after I fucked you did it take for you to stop feeling me, lover?”
My heart jumped at the way he talked about sex like the weather. “Brett.”
He grinned. “I felt you for days. I still feel you.” He kissed my shoulder again. “Riding me. Sucking my cock.”
My body heated, my skin vibrating at the erotic images his words put into my head.
He reached up and brushed a thumb across my bottom lip. “How are you getting home?”
“Kane,” I whispered.
“Not tonight.” Brett released me and walked away.
I watched him mingle with some of the remaining customers.
Every so often he would glance my way and even though we were several feet apart, I could feel the magnetic pull.
“Evvie?”
I jumped and turned to Tatiana, my stomach clenching at images of the woman having her hands all over Brett a moment before. “Hey T,” I bit out.
The spunky shooter girl smiled. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” I continued wiping up the counter, ignoring the scrutiny from the other woman.
“I wanted you to know that I’m not interested in Brett in any way. He’s a good guy but not my type.”
I shrugged and grabbed a cloth. “You can have him,” I swallowed hard. “If you want.”
Tatiana laughed. “You’re gorgeous, but you suck at lying.”
I sighed. I was getting sick of being told that. “I don’t care what or who Brett does.”
“Yes, you do.”
“Look T, I—”
Tatiana grinned. “Ev, I would be more interested in you than him.”
I frowned. “What does that mean?”
Tatiana raised an eyebrow and made a point of checking me out.
My eyes widened. “Oh.”
“Now, if I was straight,” she looked away.
I followed her gaze. My stomach flipped when Brett met my stare and rubbed his mouth. My gaze instantly dropped to his lips, sending my heart fluttering.
“Damn. I would love to take a bite out of that.”
My cheeks heated.
“But, I’ll just live vicariously through you, beautiful.”
I leaned against the counter, watching Tatiana make a drink. “So you’re not interested in him?”
She winked. “Nope. He’s all yours, baby.”
I scoffed. “He’s not mine.”
“Then why do you care how I feel about him?”
“Um…”
Tatiana chuckled and poured us both a shot of golden liquid. She lifted the glass to her lips and grinned. “Now that he’s had you, Evvie, you belong to him.”
There was no way that I belonged to Brett. No way at all.
My stomach fluttered, an image of his deep blue eyes boring into mine as he took me hard. The way he had controlled my body and the things he did, left me quivering for more. Oh God.
I huffed and cleaned up the same spot on the counter that I had been working on for the past ten minutes.
Brett didn’t want me. Not me completely. It was too soon. He was dominating. Demanding things of me that I didn’t even know I was capable of. And the sex? My loins throbbed. What the hell was wrong with me?
“Bye, darlin’,” Kane called out as he walked by me.
I startled and looked up. “Wait, you’re not driving me home?”
He winked. “Nope.”
“Why not?” I gaped after him.
“Because I’m driving you home.”
I jumped at the smooth voice in my ear.
Kane winked.
“I hate you,” I mumbled.
Brett chuckled and wrapped a hand around my wrist, rubbing his thumb up and down my pulse point.
My heart raced, the scent of his spicy cologne invading my nostrils, sending my heartbeat into overdrive.
“Kane?” I called out. Why was he so keen on the idea of Brett and me all of a sudden?
He smiled. “I’ll see you later, Ev.”
I let out a breath as my best friend walked down the hall, leaving me alone with the dark brooding man behind me. “I’m surprised he left me alone with you.”
Brett stiffened behind me, tightening his hold on my wrist. “You don’t trust me?”
My stomach clenched at the hurt in his voice but I wasn’t going to lie. I didn’t trust him. At all. He would rip my heart out and not think twice before sleeping with the next woman. I knew how men like him worked. I seen my mom go through it with my dad before she died. As much as I missed her, my mother was probably better off.
“Evvie.” His hot breath scorched my neck. “Do you trust me?”
I swallowed. “I trust that you’ll make me feel good.”
His lips caressed the soft spot under my ear as he gripped my hip.
My eyes fluttered closed at the warmth radiating off of his body. I needed to feel him. All over me. I wanted another night of pure, raw, messy sex. Last time was amazing but tonight, was on my terms.
“We’re alone, lover,” he purred.
I smiled and slowly opened my eyes. The room had emptied as the night wore on. Last call being two hours ago, only the regulars stayed until the very end.
I looked up at Brett, our mouths only inches apart. His blue eyes bored into mine, heating m
y skin on fire like he was looking deep inside of me. Learning all of my secrets, my wants and my needs.
I shook my head, ridding myself of those thoughts and turned to the back counter. I lined up a row of shot glasses and grabbed a bottle of my daddy’s favorite liquor, tequila. I twisted the cap off, pouring the amber liquid into the small tumbler. I took a breath and brought one up to my lips and slammed it back, letting the burn of the spicy liquid coat my throat. I repeated the movements, taking two more shots before a hard body leaned against me.
“What are you doing?” Brett asked, trailing a finger down my arm.
My head spun at the deep velvet of his voice as it washed over me. I pushed back against him. “Getting drunk.”
“I see that,” he said, grabbing my glass.
I watched him lift it to his mouth before he winked and swallowed the golden tequila. He coughed and placed the cup upside down on the counter.
“Can’t handle your liquor, Brett?” I teased, taking another shot.
Brett’s eyes twinkled as he poured another glass. “Careful, lover.”
I grabbed the bottle of golden liquid and turned around to face him. I held it up to my lips and smiled. “Or else what, lover boy? You going to bend me over your knee and spank me?”
His eyes darkened as he closed the distance between us, pinning me against the counter. “Would you like it if my hands were on your ass, marking that pale skin?”
My body buzzed at the deep husk of his voice and I tilted my chin. My core clenched, throbbing with need for him. “Brett, I am so wet, you could bend me over right now and fuck the shit out of me and I wouldn’t stop you.”
His nostrils flared as he ran the pad of his thumb over my mouth. “I enjoy the liquid courage pouring from those delicious lips of yours.”
My heart fluttered at the soft contact. “I know.”
He smirked. He leaned down and licked up the side of my neck, sending a ripple of shivers racing down my back.
The burning sensation from the alcohol and the scent of his cologne made my body hunger for him. Crave him on a deeper level.
Brett cupped my ass and pushed his lower body into me.
I grabbed onto his dress shirt and pulled him closer, needing to feel his lips on my skin. It didn’t matter where.
He grabbed my wrists and held them in one hand behind my back before grinding his hips against mine.
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